All Chapters of Forsaken Omega: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Dawn finds me perched on the kitchen window ledge, shivering not only from the cold but from everything that happened the night before. The village wakes slowly beneath me, its people moving with quiet resignation, bound by routine and necessity. My hands are numb, and I cannot stop replaying the moment Kellan’s palm closed around the scrap of blue Rowan had left behind. I had imagined Rowan’s return differently - like the triumphant hero in stories. Instead, he is gone, leaving behind only an ache, a hollow space where hope used to sit.The morning brings something far more ominous than regret: a royal envoy. Not the usual minor officials, but men dressed in black cloaks adorned with silver chains and bearing the Alpha's’s sigil-a crown ensnared by thorns. Their arrival spreads fear throughout the pack like wildfire. Whispers erupt in every corner of the hall: unrest at the borders, rogues mutating alongside strange beasts, debts owed to the Crown. The air itself feels heavy with mur

I managed to escape my dungeon‑like bedroom. I did well that no one saw me leave, especially not Kellan. I waited at the same spot I saw him the last time. I actually thought he would be here before me, but it seemed I was early,, and tired of waiting. I keep looking around and saw no one, getting really frustrated until I felt someone at my back. I almost screamed. I actually screamed a little. “Shhh,” he said, covering my mouth from behind. “It’s Lyrien.” My heart hammered against my ribs as I turned to face him. “You enjoy frightening people?” I whispered. “Only when they arrive late and loud,” he replied, releasing me. “Come. We don’t have much time.” He led me through the gardens, where the fountains sounded like rain. The palace at night felt different-less golden, more like a beast with its eyes closed, pretending not to watch “Tell me the plan,” I said as we slipped behind a row of hedges. Lyrien crouched and drew lines in the soil with a little stick he found on t

The voice froze us. Rowan moved first, even though wounded, even shaking, he stepped in front of me and pulled me behind him. I felt his pain through the bond in the air Lyrien didn’t hesitate. His bones cracked and folded into the shape of her wolf, silver fur rising under the moonlight, teeth bared Then the figures stepped forward. Moonlight touched their faces one by one — Kellan at the center, with a face impression somewhat unreadable but one thing was sure is he was angry. And three-five other guards at his sides already in wolf form, eyes glowing like fire My heart skipped a bit Kellan looked at me, not at Rowan, not at Lyrien - at me. “You chose him over your own pack,” he said quietly,no shouting,no rage, Just disappointment. “Everything I built was to keep you safe. Do you know what they will do to you out there?” Rowan stiffened. I felt his hand tighten around mine."Don't be afraid" Kellan’s gaze slid to him with something close to disgust. “He didn’t jus

Ivy POV I woke before the sun. For a moment I didn’t know where I was. The ceiling above me looked too high, the curtains too heavy, the bed too soft. Then memory returned - the chains, Rowan’s blood splash on cold rock, Kellan’s eyes turning cold My chest tightened. I pressed my palm against the mattress. The dust was still in the fold of my cloak, faint traces glowing like tired stars. I touched the fabric and the light answered, weak but alive. It tends to like skin because it's not leaving mine, but that was the least of my worries I really wished it was just a bad night dream- nightmare, but it wasn't, it hadn’t been a dream. Rowan was back in the cells, Lyrien was captured. And I had chosen Kellan. Or he had chosen for me. A knock came at the door - soft, careful, calm, I knew who it was before he spoke. “Ivy.” Kellan called out I didn’t answer. The door opened anyway. Kellan stepped in. He looked different in the early light - no armor, no command, only a m

I waited until the Alpha slept. The room he kept me in smelled of sperm and sweat. The candles burned low, their light trembling the way my hands did. When his breathing grew heavy and even, I slipped from the edge of the bed My legs felt strange carrying me back through the corridors. Every fabre in me hating myself for even existing I sneaked of to my room trying my best not to be noticed, but the dust on my skin for some reason tends to light up more brightly than ever. I reached my chamber without meeting a single guard. Luck, or mercy from the moon goddess. With the Alpha, it was hard to tell the difference. I closed the door behind me and pressed my back against it. I breathe The dust on my cloak still glimmered faintly, stubborn as a heartbeat. I brushed at it, but the light clung to my skin like it knew me. I lay on my bed,back to the foam, staring at the ceiling. I lay there silent for a time phase of about 30minutes. I didn't think anything, nothing came to my mind