All Chapters of ICE- The Alpha’s Unwanted OMEGA: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The Enforcer practically snarled as he shoved me aside, the office door banging against the wall. Every head in the room snapped toward the intrusion.When Ethan’s amber eyes locked onto me, his nostrils flared, picking up my scent. He stood up from the Dean’s mahogany desk. "What are you doing here, Collins?"I shook off the Enforcer’s iron grip, smoothed out my hoodie, and stepped into the room with my head held high. "I’m here to see Dr. Harris," I said, then looked at Ethan with a tilt of my head. "Are you his patient too? Is the ice finally cracking?"Dr. Harris looked between us, adjusting his spectacles. "Do you two share a bond?"I opened my mouth to say we were barely acquaintances, but Ethan cut me off with a low, commanding rumble. "Doctor, keep our discussion private. Pack business.""Of course," Harris nodded. "Medical confidentiality is absolute.""I'm leaving," Ethan stated. He didn't wait for a reply. As he brushed past me, his shoulder clipped mine—a deliberate, heavy

I saw the storm clouds gathering on Ethan’s face and immediately bolted upright, crossing the plush rug of the bedroom to meet him at the threshold."You hated the book, didn't you?" I asked, my voice soft but steady as I squeezed past his massive frame to get into the hallway. "Look, you shouldn't just dismiss it because of the cover. It’s a vital text on holistic recovery and how emotional volatility can literally rot your neural pathways. The wolf who wrote it was my lead professor’s own mentor—a legendary Elder in the medical pack, okay?"I kept talking as I reached the living room, snatching the volume off the marble coffee table before he could get a word in edgewise. In the face of my academic intensity, Ethan actually seemed to forget he was supposed to be snarling at me."You should flip through it when you're restless," I persisted, holding it out. "It’s modular. You can drop into any chapter and it still provides clarity on how to keep your beast in check.""Is it really th

I carefully wiped the remaining dampness from Ethan’s skin, pulled the heavy faux-fur duvet up to his chin, and tucked him in securely. By the time I had rinsed the basin in the en suite and returned to the darkened bedroom, his breathing had leveled into the rhythmic cadence of a deep, restorative slumber.A massive, shaky sigh of relief escaped my lungs. I sank onto the edge of the mattress, my eyes scanning the high-beamed ceilings of the master suite. My skin crawled with the memory of my first ninety days in this manor, knowing that every breath I took was being cataloged by the internal security grid.Those lenses were gone now. Ethan was a volatile Alpha with a hair-trigger temper, but he wasn't a voyeur. I stood up, moved silently to my own quarters, and returned with my pillow and a spare wool blanket.Throughout the night, Ethan stirred, his beast restless from the rye. He wasn't fully conscious of his surroundings, and in his haze, he didn't seem to register that a second h

The very mention of Collins Parker’s name was enough to trigger a localized blizzard in Ethan’s mind.It wasn’t as if he was unaware of how fiercely independent Collins was. It was precisely that relentless streak of autonomy that made the boy deaf to every command Ethan barked. To Ethan, Collins was like a patch of black ice—smooth on the surface but treacherous if you didn't approach with absolute caution.Meanwhile, Collins was huddled in the corner of a rustic, frost-rimed cafe, the heater humming as he vented to Isabella over an encrypted line."Between this mysterious 'Mr. Z,' Tyler Dawson’s sudden appearance, and now Charlie Whitaker... I feel like I'm being circled by a pack of hungry Alphas," I rambled, my breath fogging the window. "Tyler shows up out of nowhere, claims he's a broke scout, yet carries himself like he owns half the rinks in Valeria when he's around you. Then there’s Charlie. He knows damn well that Chloe and I are at each other's throats, yet he’s practically

I shook my head, the fatigue from the bumpy journey through the Kingdom of Valeria’s foothills settling deep into my bones. "It’s going to take us another three hours to trek back to the city, Dad. We should just start moving now.""Let’s get some fuel in you first. You haven't had a proper meal since the sun broke. Aren't you feeling the hunger of the pups?" Victor said, his hand reaching out to squeeze mine as he led me toward a small, rustic tavern near the clinic."I guess the hunger is starting to claw at me," I admitted, my hand reflexively drifting to my lower abdomen. "It feels different than it did a week ago. There’s no visible swell yet, but the muscle feels... denser. Firmer."I took my father’s hand and pressed his palm against the fabric of my heavy tunic, right over my center."This is just the first frost, Collins," Victor said with a heavy, knowing sigh. "Wait until the late stages when they start shifting in the womb. That’s when the real weight begins." He looked at