All Chapters of The Omega's Promise : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

THORDextera soon stopped grunting in pain as I thrusted into her at intervals, filling her up with my cum. Her moans were a mixture of different emotions—pain and pleasure topping the charts. The room we were was one the numerous rooms in my mansion and as soon as she stabled, I lifted us both to the small bed at the corner of the room, without a care for drenching the sheets in blood.Despite that her body was sticky and dripping with much of the red liquid, I made sure not to get irritated. All I cared about was for her to get well. She knew herself better than I did; it was only right for me to tell the doctor off before settling to feed her with the last control anchor she needed to be normal and whole again.After positioning her properly on her side, I climbed onto the bed beside her, caging her body lightly with my arms, my cock poised at the apex of her drenched folds. I raised her folded knee and my hardness slid up and down the swollen lips of her sex, slightly notching in

THORDextera finally stepped away as tears rolled down her cheeks in a rush. She walked to the bed, pulled the sheets and wrapped her body with it. She spared me one last glance and made for the door. “You shouldn't compare her with Ingrid.” Aero whined. “She’s different. She's the key. She's ours.”Before she took her last step out of the room, something in me snapped.“Dextera, wait.”I crossed the distance in two long strides and caught her from behind, wrapping my arms around her before she could exit the door. The sheet slipped slightly, but I held her carefully.“I’m sorry,” I whispered into her hair, the words tearing out of me before pride could stop them.She stiffened at first, her body jerking as she tried to pull away. “Let go of me,” she chafed.“Please,” I said immediately, tightening my hold just enough to keep her from leaving. “Don’t go, please.”She stilled.Slowly, I turned her around, lifting her with ease and carrying her back to the bed. I sat us down, keeping h

DEXTERAVaelorra's advice struck me deeper than expected. My mind didn’t stop interpreting it in different ways.First, it meant she saw through what I was doing and allowed it. To her, I was fully within her control tweaks. That, I hated. I no longer wanted to be under the complete control of anyone. Trust was quite an expensive feat.On the other hand, I could tell she wanted me to grow and gather all the power I could. For what reason, I had no idea.I was completely lost in thought when I misstepped and nearly bumped into someone.“Where are you coming from, maid?” Freya’s familiar voice flew at me before I could say jack.I huffed, wrapping my arms around me. “Last I checked, I don’t answer to you.”“You answer to my brother,” she spat, her voice domineering. “What’s his is mine.”I snickered. “Unfortunately, I choose to be an exception.”Freya stepped closer, her figure towering over me. “You don’t have a say.”I rolled my eyes, frustration threatening to take over. I really had

THORThe moment Deucalion stepped through those doors with her, the world narrowed into a violent tunnel of red immediately our gazes locked.My wolf slammed against the walls of my mind with savage force, wanting to take over.Ingrid. In her whole form, breathing and alive.A low, lethal growl tore from my chest before I could stop it. My fingers curled into fists so tight my bones cracked. Every muscle in my body coiled, ready to strike, ready to tear, and ready to finish what should have been finished long ago.Rage unlike anything I had ever known detonated inside me, causing the room to tremble beneath and around me.My fist met with the desk behind me, splintering it down the middle with a violent crack as my aura lashed outward. Papers scattered around like frightened birds. The guards behind Deucalion stiffened, their fear sharp and sour in the air.My wolf howled.I couldn't believe she still lived and dared to show her face within my territory.I took a step forward before I

DEXTERAA couple of days had passed, but I was still in a daze. The moment replayed in my mind over and over again like a cruel loop I couldn't escape from.Thor’s claws plunging into Ivana’s chest. The wet sound of tearing flesh. The splash of blood across the room. The look on her face as life left her eyes.Each memory sent cold chills crawling down my spine.I had seen violence before. Living in Woodhound meant that was unavoidable. But that moment… that level of raw, unrestrained fury… was something entirely different.I had never imagined Thor would act so irrationally. But I supposed that was what heartbreak did—even to the strongest of beings.For the first time, I had witnessed one of the many acts that earned Thor his dreadful reputation.The ruthless Alpha. The merciless executioner.Ever since that day, Thor had locked himself away in his chambers. No one was allowed near him.Not a step close to his door. Anyone foolish enough to try was punished immediately and no one wa