All Chapters of Rebirth of the Omega Queen: Ravished by the Alpha King : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Twenty Missed Calls (2)

SILAS Her voice reached me before she even stepped into the study. I didn’t move from where I sat behind the desk. One hand pressed against my forehead, the other resting on the arm of the chair, my gaze fixed on the window. The room was dark, lit only by the desk lamp and the faint glow from the fireplace across the room. I hadn’t shifted from that spot for over an hour. I was exhausted. And angry. Twenty missed calls. Not one returned. My wolf had gone ballistic, pushing me to go after her and I listened. I drove forty minutes straight to her school just to be sure she was alright. The drive wasn’t easy. My heart wouldn’t slow down, my mind running through every possible thing that could have gone wrong. I was worried. Confused. I kept asking the moon goddess to keep her safe, just in case something had happened. And then I found her. Safe. Smiling. Laughing with a vampire. "Silas?" Mara’s voice came again as the door opened. I felt her presence the moment she

Jealous Eyes Across the Crowd

MARA He actually left. I paced around his study, my chest rising hard as anger burned through me. That arrogant bastard. My lips still tingled from the kiss and it only made me angrier. My body felt hot, weak in the knees, and completely out of control. I hated it. Hated the way he could touch me and make my thoughts scatter so easily. I stopped near the desk and gripped the edge tightly. “You will regret this,” I muttered under my breath again as I stood facing the mirror. The worst part was that he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Every touch. Every kiss. Every look. And that stupid smirk on his face before he walked out. I groaned in frustration and dragged a hand through my hair before moving toward the window. The cold glass beside me reminded me of how he had pinned me there only minutes ago. My face heated instantly. Moon goddess. Why did my body react to him like that? Suddenly, my phone rang out bringing me out of my thoughts. I reac

Carried Away

Quincy’s eyes widened the second she saw Zion standing beside me. “Zion?” she repeated slowly as she walked up to us with her hand firmly wrapped around her teddy bear. I hated seeing her with it. Did Silas win it for her? Zion’s fingers tightened around mine for the briefest second before he let go calmly. Silas stared at us, his eyes lingering on our hands for a second before he looked up. "I didn't expect to see both of you here," Quincy started as she tightened her hand on Silas's. "This is Silas Sinclair, my special friend. Silas, this is Zion, the top male student at the medical school. " I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I heard Quincy introduce Silas as her "special friend". "Hello Quincy's special friend," I said, extending my hand out as I held his gaze. "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you too," Silas said taking my hand. Both of us held each other’s gaze for a second too long. His grip tightened around my hand slightly, warm and firm, and I imm

Who is Quincy to You?

"Finally, I know your secret." Silas smiled as he stood with his arms folded. He looked proud of himself as if he knew some sort of life changing secret that he could use against me later. My eyes darted to his. "Shut up. It actually hurts." The room became silent for a second before Silas reached out and grabbed a glove out of the glove box beside the doctor. "I'll do it." he said as he casually slipped it on like a professional. "What?" "I said I will check on it. Just lend me your office and don't disturb us." Silas said like he was giving an order to a subordinate. The middle aged doctor glared at him. "Are you a doctor? I can't just leave my patient with—" "Out." The doctor blinked, confused. "I beg your pardon?" "I said out." The doctor opened his mouth again, probably ready to argue, but Silas was already pulling out his wallet. He took out a black card and placed it on the desk. The doctor's eyes flickered to it. "Whatever this office earns i

Who is Mara to You?

Silas's POV For a moment, I simply stared at her. The question caught me off guard. Not because I didn't know the answer. But because out of everything that had happened today, that was the one thing she wanted to know. The engine hummed softly as the car idled in the hospital parking lot. Sunlight streamed through the windshield, casting a warm glow across her face. Mara was looking at me expectantly. Waiting. Was she jealous? "Quincy is like a sister to me. Nothing else." I said before turning my gaze back to the road ahead. In one swift movement, I pulled the car out and headed toward the mansion. The ride home was quiet. Much quieter than I expected. I expected Mara to argue with me. Maybe continue asking questions about Quincy. Maybe be jealous. But instead, she remained silent. I glanced at her a few times during the drive. She was staring out the window. Thinking. About what, I had no idea. By the time the mansion came into view, I was alr

The Forbidden Breath

"Wow, you're a maid?" she asked. The corner of Quincy's mouth twitched as though she was trying very hard not to laugh. Mara didn't miss it. Neither did I. For a brief second, the two women stared at each other. "Maid," Mara repeated calmly. "Is there a problem with that?" Quincy scoffed at her before turning to my nanny. "Nanny Sarah, I'm thirsty. I want some juice and snacks. Make her serve it." Quincy said pointing to Mara as if she was a servant. I stepped forward, about to stop her when Mara spoke. "I'll do it." I turned sharply toward her. "Mara." She didn't look at me. "It's fine," she said quietly. "It isn't." I protested. Quincy raised an eyebrow. "Why not?" "Because she's your classmate," I said, my voice firm. "It would be awkward for her to serve you." Quincy stared at me, scoffing. "Awkward?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "Yes. Mara—" Before I could say anything else, Nanny Sarah spoke. "Why would it be awkward?" she ask

The Mark On Her Wrists

MARA I stared at Silas. He carried me into the living room and sat down on the couch with me still in his arms. I was weak and exhausted, and my breathing was still uneven. My clothes were soaked and I could barely keep my eyes open. Silas adjusted his hold around me and looked down at my face. “Mara, can you breathe properly?” he asked, his voice low. I nodded slowly. “I’m trying,” I whispered, taking another careful breath. He watched me for a few seconds, making sure I was okay before looking toward the others in the room. That was when I noticed Quincy staring at us. She stood a few steps away, her eyes moving between Silas and me. She looked confused, and I knew she was trying to understand why he had reacted so strongly when he found me. “What is going on between you two?” Quincy asked, folding her arms. I looked at Silas quickly. He said nothing. Quincy took a step closer. “Why are you so concerned about her?” she asked, her voice becoming suspicious

I Want You

The pain in my wrist combined with the fact that I had just been submerged in water all came crashing down on me the moment we walked into the room. Silas reached down gently, placing me on the chair near the bedside but keeping his hands on me for a second longer than necessary. I immediately pulled away. “I can manage,” I said, refusing to look at him. Silas studied me with that irritatingly calm expression of his. “You nearly drowned.” “And yet, I'm still alive.” “That doesn't mean you're fine.” I rolled my eyes and looked away. I was tired of him acting as though I was some helpless little girl who needed to be watched every second. Without saying anything else, Silas turned and walked into the bathroom. I watched him disappear before looking down at my wrist. The skin was swollen and red, and every small movement sent another sharp pain through my arm. I stared at my injured wrist. I still wasn't healing. I had waited for days for my wrists to heal like th

Nothing More Than Attraction

The kiss was hard, hungry, nothing gentle about it. His lips forced mine open. His tongue swept in, tasting the river water still on my skin. His hand at my nape tightened, holding me exactly where he wanted me while the one at my waist dragged me even closer until there was no space left. I made a small sound against his mouth. My good hand fisted in his shirt. The pain in my wrist flared, but it only sharpened everything else. The press of his chest. The way his hips pinned me to the sink. The raw need in the way he kissed me like he had been holding back for days and finally stopped. He broke the kiss just long enough to drag his mouth to my jaw, then lower, his lips brushing the wet skin of my throat. “Tell me to stop,” he growled against my pulse. I didn’t. Silas kissed me again, harder this time. The kiss was demanding, leaving no room for hesitation as his hand tightened at the back of my neck and held me against him. His other hand moved to my waist, his fingers sett

Your Luna Queen

"Miss!" I called out, raising my hand as the professor walked by. She stopped and turned toward me. "Yes, Ms. Bennett?" I raised the cracked flask. "There's a problem with my equipment." Several students turned to look as she walked towards my table. "What problem?" I placed the flask carefully on the table. "These aren't the equipment I'm supposed to have." She looked down at the equipments. Her expression changed immediately when she noticed the cracks. "Where did you get these?" "They were already here when I arrived." She picked up the flask and examined it. "As the top student, my equipments should be different. These equipments are all full of cracks. None of them will give me the accurate answer." I said. The professor stared at me for a moment before a mocking smile appeared on her face. Then she laughed. I frowned, completely caught off guard by her reaction. I had expected her to replace the equipment or at least investigate how damaged

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