Omega Rebellion: Shadows Of Power のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

POV: NovaThe echo of the horn still shook the forest long after the sound itself had died down. It stayed with me, a deep warning that courage or denial could not silence. The other pack had made their presence known not with claws or blood, but with purpose. They were on their way. Not someday. Not yet. Soon.I made myself breathe as I crouched behind thick bushes and looked out at the darkening tree line. I could still hear Lyra's voice in my head, sharp with fear but steady with determination. We had practiced how to hide the Omegas, and they did exactly what we had told them to do. But practice and reality were never the same. When you practiced, you didn't have to worry about people dying.I had been getting ready for this moment in pieces. In stolen time. In lessons whispered and plans that weren't fully formed. But now pieces weren't enough. People would die if I didn't act right away.I stopped myself from panicking and let the strategist in me take charge.Think. Not like an

POV: NovaThe forest breathed again.Not peacefully. Not gently. But it breathed with tension released, like lungs finally drawing air after being held too long. I stood among broken branches and trampled moss, my pulse still racing, my hands trembling not from fear but from the aftershock of action. We were alive. All of us.We had done it.The rival scouts had not expected resistance from Omegas. They had expected screams and scattering. Instead, they had met silence, shadows, and coordination.It began with a signal only we understood. A birdcall cut short, followed by the rustle of leaves in the wrong direction. The scouts took the bait. They always did. Predators believed they were the hunters even when they were already inside a trap.I watched from above as they moved into the dead creek corridor, boots sinking slightly into damp earth. Lyra was hidden to the east, her posture rigid but steady. Jax waited below the ridge with two others, ready to trigger the collapse if necessa

POV: KaelI didn't mean to go with them.I told myself that lie as I walked through the woods with the calm confidence of a predator who already knew where the prey would go. The truth was much simpler and much more dangerous. I could feel the change. The quiet that comes over people when they talk about secrets that are too close to being found out. When the trees in the forest lean in to hear.I heard Lyra's voice first. Soft. Important. Afraid in a way that an Omega who had just survived a fight shouldn't have been. Don't be afraid of your enemies; be afraid of what will happen.Then Nova's.Steady. Under control. Defiant even when they whisper.I stopped behind the twisted roots and bark that had gotten dark from age and rain. I didn't need to hear every word to get what they meant. Leadership. Planning. People say my name not with fear or respect, but with thought.She wasn't following my rule anymore.She was making plans around it.They stopped talking right away when they hear

POV: NovaThe ruins were awake.Even after the fires went out and the night fell, the air still shook with what had been lost. The Omega quarters were too quiet. Not calm. Empty. It felt like every shadow remembered screams. Every broken beam seemed to be a sign of guilt.I walked carefully through the wreckage, my senses on high alert for sounds that didn't belong. I knew better than to trust distance or pride, even though Kael's warriors were still patrolling the borders. The other pack had tasted blood. They would come back around.And the Omegas couldn't take another hit.I had already made up my mind before the sadness set in.We had to move them. Tonight.Lyra walked right behind me with a determined look on her face. She didn't ask why I was walking so fast or why my shoulders were so tense. She had seen what I had seen. Kids shaking under blankets that were covered in ash. Old people staring into space. Omegas with wounds flinching at every noise.I whispered, "This way," as I

Nova's point of viewLong after the horn stopped sounding, its echo still shook the trees.It shook inside my ribs and wouldn't go away, like a warning carved into bone. I stood where Kael had left me, and the trees closed in on me again as if nothing big had changed between us. The air smelt like smoke, wet ground, and something sharper that felt dangerously close to hope.He had helped us.Not loudly. Not openly. But on purpose.I should have been more scared that an Alpha would break his own rules for Omegas like us. Instead, it made me feel uneasy in a way that made the armour I had built up over years of survival weaker.I didn't move right away.I waited until the forest calmed down and distant shouts sent patrols away from the hidden paths. Then I could breathe without worrying about being followed.I only then followed the path he had quietly made.The old storage hollow near the broken stone markers had become a temporary home for messengers and supplies. I got in just as the