All Chapters of Forsaken Omega: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The pack hospital is quieter after midnight. But that did nothing to give me peace of mind The scent of antiseptic lingers in the air, sharp and sterile, but it does nothing to hide the faint metallic trace of blood. Her blood. I stand beside her bed. She have not moved in over an hour. I’ve stood over wounded warriors before, men split open by claws, wolves carried back barely breathing. None of them made my chest feel this way Ivy lies still against the white sheets, dark hair spread across the pillow like spilled ink. Bruising shadows the curve of her ribs beneath the bandages. Her breathing is steady now - slower. But even unconscious, there’s tension in her. Her jaw is set. Her fingers twitch occasionally, as if even in sleep she refuses to surrender - still fighting Stubborn Fierce. Infuriating. I exhale slowly. I allowed that fight, She asked for it, I watched it, I should have stopped it. An Alpha protects what is his. My jaw tightens. S

I froze the second I saw her, Selene, standing at the edge of the hospital room, the knife held high in her hands. My stomach twisted, five years of running, five years of trying to live, and now I'm back to Ironhaven only to get killed My hands clenched into fists, every muscle coiled. Memories began flooding in. My eyes flicked to the kids’ picture I carried in my pocket - Mira and Arin. I have to live. I have to see them again. Fear clawed at my chest, but it was sharpened into rage Selene lunged. I ducked, the knife striking the edge of the bed instead of my ribs. Instincts took over as I pivoted, shoving her back with my shoulder and sending her staggering into the counter. Her expression twisted into rage-this is supposed to be the Luna, and she’s losing control. I kicked at the space between us, using everything the room offered-blankets, the bedside table, a rolling chair-to slow her advance. Each strike and parry was a gamble; I couldn’t afford a mistake. My thoughts

(Lucian POV) I was halfway through a report from my Beta when the air shifted. It wasn’t sound, it wasn’t scent. It was instinct. My wolf lifted its head inside me, alert. A pulse of unease rippled through my chest - sharp, urgent. Ivy. I thought I didn’t wait for the Beta to finish speaking, I turned. Across the dim edge of the burial grounds, I saw them. Five omegas. A tight circle. Small bodies pressed behind one - Ivy My vision sharpened. The children, they had her and the children cornered. One of them — older, blonde hair catching the dying light — stood at the front. She was directing the others. I didn’t know her name. I didn’t care. Something inside me snapped. My wolf surged forward so hard i could swore I felt the burn. Heat flooded my veins. My eyes ignited - red, molten I rushed toward them in a very chaotic manner. I wouldn't forgive myself if anything happened to her The ground felt too small under my feet. One of the omegas noti

(DARIUS POV) Something is wrong - I feel it before I could even undersood it. A pressure beneath my ribs, tight, restless,unsettling. My wolf has been restless since, pacing the inside of my mind like a caged beast denied territory. I stood alone in the courtyard of Ironhaven and breathe in the night air. Nothing smells different, neither did it look different, but something had shifted - It feels like a thread being pulled slowly from my chest. I close my eyes, and there it is again - A thinning, a stretch. It's the bond,not broken. But resisting me. My wolf snarls low in my skull- Mine. The word echoes with instinct, not sentiment, nor love, but claim. I do not need to see her to know. Ivy. She is somewhere within these walls — and yet she feels farther than she did this morning. That is not distance, this's interference. Another Alpha. The realization settled - Lucian. I do not need confirmation. I know his presence, his ugly scent, his Alpha aura .He c

The twins were asleep. Finally. Mira’s hand had stayed wrapped around Lucian’s finger until her breathing evened out. Arin had pretended he didn’t need comfort, but he shifted closer to Lucian before drifting off. Lucian didn’t move until they were fully under. When we stepped out and closed the door softly behind us, the quiet hit like a held breath. The tension from earlier hadn’t faded. Lucian didn’t speak as we walked back into his room. He shut the door and locked it without thinking. I stood near the center of the room, arms folded tight across my chest. “When he looked at them he looked at them like he already knew,” I said. Lucian’s back was to me. “He suspects.” “It’s more than that.” He turned. The expression in his eyes still calm “I felt him near them,” he said. “My wolf reacted.” “So did mine.” Silence stretched between us. Thick and electric. “I hate that we’re here,” I whispered. “I hate that he can walk the same ground as them.” Lucian