His Elusive Omega, His Resolute Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

It was bizarre when I first heard it, but in a strange sort of way, rather fitting.Memory loss worked strangely. When I opened my eyes in a sterile hospital room six years ago, I didn’t know anything, but I knew some things.I knew how to talk in English, though I had something of a stutter, and my accent was distinctly American. I knew how to use cutlery to eat my food, although my hands shivered and tremored.I knew that I was human, I knew I was male, but my designation? I had no idea what that meant, or what it had to do with me. I didn’t feel anything was wrong with my body because everything was wrong: I’d been in a traumatic accident, and there was a thick bandage wrapped around my head.I hurt all over, and I was confused, aside from having a blank memory.I knew that wasn’t normal.Afterwards, when I could finally walk on my own, and the doctors said that I just might never recover my memory, they told me that I was a Beta, and I had no reason to distrust them. Betas were ave

It had been two hours, and Colton was still in the operating theater.The doctors, Smith and Everton, told me that the surgery was going to take a minimum of three hours. The device they were installing in Colton’s brain was actually a delicate network containing microdoses of drugs as well as extremely expensive and extremely high-tech nanobots that would spread across his brain to repair the neurons on a microscopic level.I sat outside the operating theater, my leg jumping with the notes. There was a paper cup of cold coffee in my hand. I’d gotten it from the vending machine, hoping to drink it, but after the first sip, it felt too bitter, making my stomach turn. I knew it was all in my head, because our family companies never carried shitty coffees.It had been two hours, and there was still no news. I kept telling myself that if the surgery had gone south, I would be the first to know. The very fact that I haven’t been meant the surgery was going well.Everything would be okay, b

“Mr. Kennedy,” Dr. Everton said when I kept staring at Colton without even breathing. “Are you alright?”“I…he…he…” I stuttered, my mind trying its damndest to find the memories I was looking for. “I don’t think I’ve ever told him that I was a Quarterback!”Dr. Everton’s brows furrowed. “That can’t be right. You two are such good friends, surely you had spoken of it earlier.”“I mentioned that I did football in the passing, but I don’t think I mentioned what position I played in,” I insisted, racking my mind to find such a conversation.“Human mind rarely remembers all the conversations it has had, Adam, even with the people closest to you,” Dr. Everton patted my shoulder. “Why has this gotten you in such a shape?”“I don’t know,” I admitted, feeling defeated for some reason. “It’s just…the way he said it reminded me of someone else.”Including the fact that he seemed so surprised at how big I was. Clearly, Colton knew me, and my stature was one of my defining features.He’d acted as i

We rushed back to the recovery suite in record time.My breath caught when I saw the commotion in Colton’s room. Doctors and nurses were flitting in and out, and before we even reached the room, the doors slammed open, and the doctors wheeled an unconscious Colton out of the room.He looked unnaturally limp against the sheets, and there was an oxygen mask over his face. His head was being held in place by a nurse, and he was deathly pale.As soon as the doctors rushed him past me, a heavy, pungent smell assaulted my senses so hard that I couldn’t stop myself from gagging.“What’s going on?!” I demanded before my dad could, running behind them. “What happened to him? Where are you taking him?”“He seized!” Dr. Smith replied. “We had to sedate him. One moment, he was sleeping, and then his eyes flew open, and he started to shudder. We had to sedate him.”“What?!” I exclaimed. “Was it the nanobots? Did the surgery go wrong?”“I don’t know, Mr. Kennedy, we’re taking him to find out what e

“I’m Revon Hawthorne!”As soon as I heard those words, I froze on the spot.It had been so long since I heard those words in such an order that I couldn’t comprehend them. At first, I thought I was hearing things in the chaos of the Medical and Diagnostic Imaging Unit.Nurses and doctors were running around trying to make sense of scans they had gotten from Colton, and the man himself was in a special suite where he was once again hooked into all sorts of devices, reading his vital signs.There was a one-way glass window looking into the room, and I saw it when Colton rose from his bed like a man possessed. Even from a distance, I could see how wide his eyes were. Two nurses went in to handle him, but he wouldn’t calm down.Even in his post-sedation state, he was too persistent for the nurses to handle on their own, given that they couldn’t be too rough with him either. He started screaming at them, asking them to let him go.And then he started calling for me.I didn’t even think twi