All Chapters of Divina: The Omega's Awakening: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Marcellous“I’d rather die than allow you all to take me back there!” The voice screamed from the room I was heading to—the exact room where my mate just woke up from. It was sharp, hysterical, and laced with a terror so thick it sliced straight through the heavy hospital air. Simultaneously, the muffled sounds of a physical struggle echoed down the corridor. Heavy boots scraping, glass shattering, and breathless grunts of desperate effort. What was going on in there? My feet moved before my brain could process the words. I excused myself from my sister without a word, hastening my steps as my boots pounded hard against the marble floor. Onyx surged to the surface inside me, his claws tearing at my sanity. "Reach her," he roared in my mind. "Reach our mate!" I grabbed the heavy wooden door handle and shoved it open so hard it slammed into the wall with a deafening crack. My breath locked in my throat. The room was in complete disarray. IV stands were knocked over, liquid spi

DivinaI must be dreaming.I had to be. There was simply no other explanation for the way this towering stranger was staring down at me.His amber eyes held no disgust. No harsh judgment. No cold, prickling criticism. He wasn't looking at me like I was a mistake, or a curse, or a disease that needed to be scrubbed from the face of the earth.It had been two long, agonizing years since anyone had looked at me with anything resembling humanity. Over those endless months in the Black Moon Pack, I had learned to accept the heavy, suffocating weight of everyone's stares. I was the wolfless Omega. The useless parasite. Whenever I walked through the pack grounds, people shrank back as if I carried a plague. They threw gazes of pure revulsion my way, whispered behind their hands, and sneered as if I had suddenly grown three heads in front of them. I was the scum beneath their boots.Yet this male—this massive, terrifying giant of a man—was looking at me as if I actually mattered.No, I snapp

NateMarcellous hadn't done a damn thing since Divina lay there, weak and helpless.He hadn't moved an inch from the edge of her hospital bed. He sat there like a looming, dark sentinel, his massive frame hunched forward, his amber eyes fixed entirely on her pale, still face.I had stood in the doorway of room 124 twenty minutes ago, holding a leather folder packed with urgent documents. “Marcellous, you have that high-stakes summit with the human directors in less than an hour. It’s the energy conglomerate deal. The one that’s supposed to move Draven Enterprises forward and land us billions in international human contracts.”Marcellous hadn't even turned his head. He just kept staring down at his sleeping mate, his fingers lightly brushing a stray strand of dark hair away from her forehead.“Take over as acting CEO for now, Nate,” he had said, his voice dropping into a flat, icy rumble that left no room for debate. “Cancel my schedule. Handle the board. I’m staying right here until s

DivinaDarkness pulled at me, heavy and suffocating, but the terror was louder. It clawed at my throat until my eyes snapped open.A shadow towered over me.My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it rattled my bones. Cold sweat broke out across my forehead, and every single nerve in my body screamed in pure panic.Bernard.He had caught me. Oh God, he had found me. The dark, damp dungeon, the stench of old blood, the iron chains—it was all coming back. The forest, the awakening of my wolf, the strange power, the towering Alpha King who had spoken to me with a voice like velvet... it was all a dream. A cruel, sick fantasy my broken mind had conjured up while Bernard had me locked away.“No!” I shrieked, my voice cracking, raw with hysteria.I thrashed wildly on the surface beneath me, trying to pull away, but my wrists felt bound. Ropes. He tied me down.The sick bastard. I didn't think. I didn't care about the agony tearing through my flesh. I yanked my right arm with everythin

DivinaWithout a second of hesitation, all six armored guards dropped to their knees in unison, their heavy armor clanking loudly against the floor as they bowed their heads toward the tiles. “Yes, My King!” they barked in terrified unison. I froze, my hands trembling at my sides. Nobody... in my entire life... had ever defended me. No one had ever stood up for me. No one had ever threatened to hurt someone else just to keep me safe. In the Black Moon Pack, I was the girl everyone was allowed to kick, hit, and throw trash at. Hearing the most feared male on the continent order his own elite force to protect my honor or pay with their limbs sent a bizarre, overwhelming ache straight through my chest. Still, I shouldn't trust him, right? But his next action let my heart and mind more confused on what to do. A soft drip sounded against the silence of the hall. Marcellous’s eyes darted down to my right arm. Fresh, bright red crimson was dripping steadily from my torn vein