The Chosen Omega のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

CadeonI knew that the only way Lilieth actually ended up here was because she passed the endurance test and ranked better than all the other females in her age group.But I didn't know just how skilled she was at fighting.The woman I saw moments ago was far from helpless. She fought with concentration and suppressed anger everyone knows is the secret to beating anyone. Our instructor, a man who's since died, told us the secret to winning any fight is to bear in mind that you can and will kill your opponent.That energy is enough to make anyone with a shred of common sense to back away.It's the trick I've used for years.I saw something similar in her. She carried this energy of having nothing to lose or prove, and in the end, seemed surprised that she'd even won.I'm not sure why. She's good.For some reason, the words I exchanged with Timmon last night occur to me, particularly the part where he mentioned he'd choose her if he had the chance. For some reason, those words are hamme

LiliethThe weeks have just breezed by and now, we're closer to the final exam than ever.It's merely three days away.Three.To think that I survived this quarter with minimal support and even less experience blows my mind. But here I am, stronger than I was before and close to nearing the end of my time here.I'm beyond excited to go home. I've accomplished more than I could have wanted and all things considered, I think it was a valiant effort.Again, three days. I can hardly believe it.Concerning the fights in the practice rounds, I've been doing fairly well. I haven't won every single fight but I didn't make a total fool of myself. Also, it helps that I won the very last one, which tends to be the one that's remembered anyway.And it was against Petra Donshaw, the future Luna if the rumors are true.The hate she felt toward me was palpable and even refused to take the hand I offered to help her rise from the ground. Ever since, the tension between us has stretched tight and I fe

Cadeon"Cadeon?"Before I even turn my head, I know Timmon is the one who called my name. I say goodbye to the secretary and tuck the files under my arm.My brother looks at me suspiciously, eyes narrowed and everything. I walk toward him and together, we head outside. "What are you doing here?""I came to collect the reports, Timmon," I reply, keeping my tone steady though his inquisition irritates me. "This is something I have to do. Your point?"Timmon eyes me suspiciously. "Is it? I thought they'd be delivered to you. That's what was being done in the beginning, wasn't it?""Things changed," I lie. "What were you doing in the admin building?""I came to see if Lilieth was here," he shrugs. "It seems she went on without me."I grit my teeth, feeling angry and embarrassed by it in equal measure. The ease with which Timmon says her name annoys me more than I'd ever admit, even to myself. These past few weeks have been hard on me, mostly because I've been at war with myself.Coming he

LiliethPetra shrugs. "No rules, remember?"I keep an eye on the snarling wolf, wondering how I'm going to get myself out of his situation and just how badly they intend to hurt me."You can always back away," Petra claims, her words cutting through the growing panic in my head. "Admit that you don't know what you're doing and overestimated your capabilities. You'll also have to admit that you're nothing but a mutt who doesn't belong."I clench my jaw. The onlookers are silent—a sharp contrast to the first time I was here. Everyone was cheering the fighters on. The crowd had a celebratory feel to it.Not like this."No," I grit out. "I'll never do that. You have a chance to take back what you said about my mother. Do it, and I'll walk away."Petra laughs heartily like I just uttered the joke of the year. She looks around The Den, hands clasped in front of her. "But aren't you ridiculous! Do you not take the hint? This wolf here will rip you apart on my command. You're the one who agre

LiliethAll three pairs of eyes in the room land on me."No," I repeat. "I'm not going home. I'll fight first.""Are you crazy?" Timmon counters. A pause poses like he's expecting me to answer that question. I don't because I suspect everyone in this room knows the answer to that by now. "How can you fight in this condition? Have you taken a look at your leg?""Timmon," Alpha Cadeon says in warning as he cuts his brother a look. Timmon presses his lips together and Cadeon's gaze lands on my face once more. "I don't think it's wise for you to fight in this state. You'd never heal on time and the consequences of causing further damage to an injury are severe."My throat hurts from fighting back tears. I'm angry at the injustice of it all—at the cowardice. The fact that they can get away with what they've done unscathed. I knew that they'd try to sabotage me even if I couldn't have guessed just how badly they'd hit me. And yes, my leg is a mess. Looking at it makes my stomach churn. It's