บททั้งหมดของ His Elusive Omega, His Resolute Alpha: บทที่ 191 - บทที่ 198

The effect was instantaneous.As soon as the gunshots sounded, all the bodyguards and the army personnel who had been stationed around us rushed closer, just as the locals started screaming and running out of the village towards the surrounding forest area.The bodyguards and the military all had their guns drawn. The head bodyguard, a guy named Samuel, took both my other and me by the arm.“Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy, I understand this is an unexpected situation, but we have many strategies and plans in place to prevent any harm from happening to you. Follow our instructions to the letter, and we’ll manage to get out of here unharmed. Understand?”My mother was paler than a ghost and shivering. Her Omega scent, which was normally so light and soothing, was shot with the bitterness of fear, and when I took her hand in comfort, she squeezed back with unexpected force.“Yes, we will,” I promised him, trying to keep my head about me even though I was shit scared. “Lead the way.”I had heard gu

I had never seen anyone die before.Don’t get me wrong, I had been to funerals. My Papa’s was the first that happened in the family, just two years after Nana left. I heard people say he died from heartbreak. I had been a teenager then, old enough to understand that, and that as an Alpha, people didn’t really like it when I cried.So, to keep myself from crying, I kept glaring throughout the funeral, holding back the tears. People whispered that I was angry with Papa for chasing away Nana, but even back then, I didn’t think so.I just wanted to be strong. To be a Kennedy. To be man enough to be called my grandfather’s grandson.They didn’t know that every minute I could, I ran to the bathrooms to cry my heart out. The second was my Nana’s. Of course, it was the hardest, because I wasn’t just reeling from her death; I was hurt by her leaving. I’d grown out of the toxic ‘boys don’t cry’ mindset by then, and I allowed myself to tear up when she was lowered to the ground. I had been so

The sewer smelled like ass.Putrid, unwashed, crusty, crusty ass!I hated my life so much as I walked near it, John leading the charge. I was gagging the whole way, trying to hold back any sound, but he had the most peaceful, passive expression on his face like he was taking a stroll in a field of daisies.The worst thing was the amount of houses that lined the sewer, with window opened towards it no less.“How do people live like this?” I sked for the millionth time since we excaped the little shack we’d holed up in. “How are you not affected by this?”“This is nothing compared to the stench of rotting bodies.”I boggled at the back of his head.“Dude, what the hell kind of thing happened to you for that to be the answer?”“War,” was the simple reply, and really, it was my fault for asking. “Now shut up. Had I know you were such a chatty cathy I’d have insisted on taping your mouth shut.”I opened my mouth to retort, but realized that I was about to prove his point, and snapped it sh

Fire.All I could feel was heat.Heat and the smell of roasting beef, yet unlike every other time, it didn’t make me salivate this time, but want to throw up.My ears were ringing, and my body was…heavy. I didn’t think I could get up. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but gravity seemed to have a stell hold on me.And oh, everything hurt.It hurt to think.Hurt to breathe.Hurt to…exist.I could vaguely hear people screaming through the ringing, but it wasn’t in a language I understood. It did seem familiar though.I don’t know what happened next.My consciousness slipped into a black void.*“Adam,” someone said. “I told them I was your friend to keep them from killing him. Hope that’s okay with you.”Who…who was that? Why couldn’t I see him? Why was it so dark?Something cold touched my arm, but instead of relief, all it brought was pain.“Strange thing was, I didn’t have to bargain for long. I think they agreed because none of them spoke good English, and they needed to talk to