Marked In His Rut: The Alpha's Forgotten Omega のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

SORA:The pills tasted bitter the second it touched my tongue.I didn't take the glass of water that sat at my bedside table. I just let the pill sit on my tongue for a moment while I got lost in my own head. After a short moment, I gently picked the glass up, brought it to my mouth, and gulped the water, pushing the suppressants down with it.I moved back on my bed, breathing in and out, in and out.I was almost close to my cycle, and my body was starting to warn me.My eye moved to the bedside table again, and I realized I'd just taken the last of my suppressants, and I needed more.But the kind I got wasn't the kind I could just go to a pharmacy and get. It was kinda… illegal.It wasn't really that hard to get, and it wasn't as expensive as most people thought, and it worked miracles.It helped me so much during heat cycles. Unlike normal suppressants, this one doesn't just dull the heat; it locks it away, keeping my body in control when an Alpha walks into a room.Even when I'm no

ZANE:I looked at my watch for the fiftieth time in ten minutes."What the hell was taking him so long?" I muttered under my breath. I was starting to get annoyed, or was it nervousness? I wasn't sure.I hadn't really spoken to him after that day and the way I had yelled at him in the kitchen. I sighed, staring at my watch again.We were supposed to be on our way to my mother's estate by now. If we didn't leave soon, traffic would be unbearable, and I hated being late, especially when it had something to do with my mother.I felt so restless. Was it because we were late or because I would be sitting in a car with him for thirty plus minutes on the ride to my mother's estate?I sighed, dragging a hand through my hair. I shut my eyes for a split moment and suddenly a wave of memories rushed back in from that day in the kitchen. "No, no, no." I pushed the thoughts down. I'd told myself I wasn't going to think about that. I was going to bury it in the deepest part of my memory and preten

ZANE:I drove the rest of the way in silence. I didn't know what the hell I was thinking, holding Sora's hand like that. I didn't know what possessed me. I had no idea what the hell I was doing anymore.‘You don't like him, Zane. All you need is just to stop thinking about him. It's not that hard.’‘You can't even like him.’‘He's your employee, and getting involved with him is going to be complicated.’‘But why—’My jaw tightened.The estate gate came into view before I could continue arguing with myself. The massive iron gates opened immediately my car was recognized. As I drove in, I glanced at Sora, who was in awe.Beauty at the back pressed her face to the window. "Papa, you were wrong... this is actually a castle."I couldn't help it. I let out a quiet laugh."Is your mother a queen?" she asked innocently."Something like that," I replied.The estate rose ahead of us — white marble, wide steps, fountains lining the circular driveway. Larger than mine.Sora swallowed beside me, s

ZANE:Ringing. That was the first thing I heard… High-pitched and insanely loud it felt like it was being drilled into my head. Then I caught a whiff of the smell. It was like burning rubber mixed with gasoline.My vision slowly began to become clearer, and all I saw were shards of glass on my body, on the dashboard. Some were even embedded into my skin.My hands were still on the steering wheel, gripping it very tightly. My head ached. What the hell happened?My chest rose sharply as I tried to move. The ache in my head became more intense, and something warm slid down the side of my face. It was blood.I slowly turned to my right, and I found Sora.He was slumped against the window, his head twisted as blood spilled from his temples onto the collar of his shirt and his face. His eyes were closed. My heart began beating faster."No… no… oh no…" My voice came out strained.I reached over, placing two fingers on the side of his neck.He had a pulse. It was weak, but at least it was the

MIRABELLE:I hated when men kept me waiting, especially those men who felt like they had some kind of power. I stared at my watch again. He was twenty minutes late. I clenched my fist, trying to calm down and hide my frustration.I sat at the secluded corner of the restaurant, dressed in all black, down to my sunglasses. I was trying not to get recognized. I looked around, and I wasn't sure anyone here even cared who I was. I hated that it mattered more than all the pushy rich people.They may not know it now, but they will soon.I looked toward the direction of the door, and finally, he was here."Good day, Miss Mira.""Sit, Martin."He did.I leaned forward gently. "Who the hell do you think you are, keeping me waiting? I could have your head for doing that.""I answer to your mother, not to you."I brought out an envelope from my bag and pushed it in front of him. "You answer to me now."He glanced at me before slowly peeking inside, then he smirked."Yes, boss.""Good. Now, let's