All Chapters of The Chosen Omega: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lilieth"Oh, my dear, isn't it wonderful?" my mother exclaims as she holds my letter of admission into the Noctem Lunae Academy. Her eyes are filled with tears, and she looks like she might get a heart attack. "My daughter, in the academy! You don't know how proud I am!""Mom, please calm down," I say to her as I place my hand over her shoulder. I'm worried about her health. Just last month, we had to take her to the healer because she fainted after raging at my older brother Corey for being out late drinking with his friends. It's all he does. All day. Drink, drink, drink."I'm sure this is some kind of mistake, Mom," I tell her even though it hurts me to see the light in her eyes dim. "Remember, I'm an Omega. We don't get into Noctem Lunae. We don't compete to become Luna. That's only for the Alpha- and Beta-borns.""That's right," my sister Anice quips from the other side of the room. She's stationed near the window, filing her nails for the dance tonight. A dance we're all meant t

Lilieth"What the hell is going on?" Larena asks as she watches the drunk omegas who were staring at the two guys a few moments ago step toward them, caging them in."They're not from here," I simply tell her."What?" she asks, horrified. "Oh no, there'll be trouble.""Lots of it," I agree, watching them still. I don't know why I care so much. That guy hurt me, didn't heed my advice, and has now walked into the trouble I warned him of.I should look away the way everyone else probably will and try to enjoy my evening.But I can't.Dammit, I can't. And I don't even know why."Hold this," I tell Larena before handing her the cup of water she bought for me. "I need to try to stop this before it gets out of control.""Lilieth," she says, using my full name, which is something she never does, "don't be crazy. How are you going to stop them from getting jumped? You're crazy!""Just hold it," I tell her impatiently before stomping toward the group. I see Daryl at the head of the group. He's

CadeonThere can only be one reason why the Omega from last night is here, standing beside Instructor Wylde. She's the Omega who qualified to enter Noctem Lunae?Her?She stares back at me defiantly, something akin to anger glowing in her cerulean gaze. Her chin is tilted and her arms are on either side of her. I don't detect an ounce of meekness in her. The way she's steadily meeting my gaze is considered offensive in some parts of the region. Omegas have been punished for less. Beside me, someone clears their throat. I look left and see my father watching me sternly. Despite his declining health, he has come to watch me give the speech. This event means a lot to him because it means my Alphahood will be complete. An Alpha without his Luna is no Alpha at all. I grew up hearing these words from him, and now, my time has finally come. His look makes me realize that I haven't said a word in a few seconds, perhaps more. I've been staring at the Omega instead of focusing on my speech

LiliethThis morning, the sun is hiding behind the clouds, causing uneasiness to bubble in my chest before spreading through me like a slow, numbing poison. Had it risen, I would've felt the inevitable force of a new dawn upon me, filling me with optimism while clearing away the pessimism, the same way the rays of the sun clear the darkness in the sky after a long night. Instead, the sky is gray. The color of death, disease, and shattered hopes. According to my mother. I sigh, knowing that it's time for me to go. Instructor Wylde warned me not to be late, and thinking of it now, he said those words in a way that suggested that he didn't think I'd be on time for the first class. Maybe it was just to provoke me, or maybe push me to be there early because he expects the opposite. Either way, it worked. I'm on my way to the place they call The Grounds right now, walking as quickly as I can, every step fueled with an anxiety that runs bone deep. My breath comes out in puffs as I make m

Cadeon The voices behind me grow louder and louder, and I can hear what they're saying even from where I'm sitting. "We fund the event, but we have no control over what the instructors decide to do. We don't have authority over certain matters," my father is explaining to Dana and Harwick Donshaw, who so happens to be our Second Beta. "You know this as well as I do."The Beta replies roughly, "But there has to be something we can do! They've allowed that Omega to humiliate our daughter in front of all the other students! She has a migraine so bad that she can't open her eyes!""I'm sorry to hear that, but, lamentably, there's nothing we can do. We can only wait until the end of the quarter."A few more angry words are uttered by the Donshaws before the goodbyes are said and they leave our house. Sighing in a way that gives away his exhaustion, my father returns to his desk and sinks into his chair. He eyes me from across the table and says, "Now this is a disaster.""Another complai