All Chapters of The Nerdy Omega’s Three Protectors : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Four Weeks LaterAuthor’s POVThe school break had finally arrived. The boys had settled into Macmillan’s family beach house on a private island, where the crash of waves and the endless stretch of sand promised peace.Outside, the air was sharp and biting. A relentless wind swept across the open terrace, carrying the briny tang of the sea and the faint, wild cries of seagulls. Aiden had been standing out there for hours, and all he wanted was to escape back inside to the warmth. But Jordan wouldn’t let him. Jordan was his first instructor, he stood beside him, voice slightly muffled by the protective mask covering the lower half of his face. “Since your pheromones aren’t leaking right now, you need to learn to produce them on command, deliberately, not by accident.”“Jordan, how do you expect me to concentrate when it’s freaking freezing out here?” Aiden’s voice rose a few octaves, teeth chattering.“I’m standing in the cold with you, Aiden,” Jordan replied, his tone patient but

**Author's POV**Over the past two weeks at the vacation home, Aiden and Orlando’s sessions had not made any progress.Aiden refused to let his emotions show. Orlando refused to stop pushing.As always, Aiden stormed out of the room in a fury, the door slamming behind him with a sharp crack that echoed through the house. Orlando remained behind, eyes closed, fingers pressed to his temples as another migraine bloomed behind his eyes.Macmillan had offered to use his power, the Ink of Unmaking lime he loves to call it, to peer through Aiden’s defenses, but Orlando had rejected the idea outright.“The only way to help him is if he opens up himself,” he’d said quietly.“Maybe you’re going about it the wrong way,” Jordan muttered.They were gathered in Macmillan’s father’s study. “How else am I supposed to do this?” Orlando asked, frustration sharpening his voice. “I’ve been trying for two weeks. I’ve tried everything, and nothing works.”Jordan leaned forward. “Did you try talking to hi

Aiden's POV After our heartfelt moment at the beach, my sessions with Orlando had become much smoother. He helped calm the storm inside me, gently reminding me that none of it was my fault and that I had three people who loved me deeply. His words wrapped around my heart like a warm blanket, easing the sharp edges of guilt and self-doubt.For the first time in a long while, I felt lighter, I wasn’t broken. It was okay to feel, to show emotion, to speak up when something wasn’t right. But healing had taken longer than I expected. Three weeks had slipped by in a haze of trying to get me to be able to control my powers, leaving us with only this final week before school resumed.In the process, I’d also learned to control my pheromones with far greater precision. The once-unruly scent that used to betray my emotions now responded to my will. I felt ready to face the world beyond the beach house.Well… almost ready.The others believed it was time I learned to defend myself. That’s w

Aiden’s POV“That’s it, you’re doing great, Aiden,” Macmillan gushed, clapping proudly as I punched and kicked the heavy sandbag he’d set up for me. Each solid thud echoed across the training area, the rough fabric scraping against my knuckles with every strike.After resting for half an hour, we returned outside to continue my self-defense lessons. Macmillan had been endlessly patient, just like the others. Even when I fumbled a move, he bit back any laughter and gently corrected me.I guess he had learned from his earlier mistake.“Have I gotten the hang of it yet?” I asked, panting like an overheated dog, chest heaving.“Just a little more practice and you’ll be good to go. I still need to teach you the vital points to strike when someone’s on top of you or holding you from behind,” he replied.I glanced down at myself. My shin bone was mottled with faint bruises and dusted with fine sand that clung to my sweat-slicked skin. My arms were flushed red and bruised, the skin hot and t

Author’s POV: A FEW HOURS AGOWhile Aiden rested peacefully in his room, his three protectors gathered in the living room, engaged in an intense conversation about him.“I have noticed that I am not the only one who has feelings for Aiden,” Macmillan began.“And while in this house it has become something less hidden, it’s like all of us are trying to make him like us while helping him gain control over his ability.” he added.“We are all friends, and I wouldn’t want any issues between us because of Aiden. So, for our peace of mind, I want you all to back off,” Orlando said firmly.“Why should we back off? Why don’t you back off?” Macmillan fired back. “I have loved Aiden since day one, when he first walked into our room. I deserve to be with him.”“It doesn’t matter who fell first or who loved him first,” Jordan interjected. “What matters is who he loves. Who is Aiden into among us all?”His question silenced both Orlando and Macmillan. Jordan continued, “We can’t just make decisions