All Chapters of The scent of Omega : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ryse didn't even have time to properly put away the ultrasound photo before a joyful cry echoed through the room:"Congratulations, my love!"Eloise had thrown herself at Nigel, hugging him tightly with an excitement that sounded too real, too natural. Ryse, still reeling from the ultrasound, blinked several times, trying to process what was happening."Our child," Eloise continued, laughing softly.She placed a hand on Nigel's chest, then on her own stomach, as if she wanted to claim the pregnancy. A cold shiver ran down Ryse's spine.Nigel, for his part, remained impassive, but he didn't push Eloise away. Worse still, he nodded slowly and repeated in a neutral voice:"Yes... our child." A blow to the heart. Ryse wanted to say something, to protest, but no sound came out of her mouth. Her throat was too tight, her mind too clouded.She looked down at the ultrasound picture she still held between her trembling fingers. Just a few minutes earlier, she had felt something new, something

There was a silence, as if he were considering her request. Then he burst out laughing, a cold, mocking laugh. “You want to go out?” he repeated. “Do you really think you’re on vacation?” Ryse felt her stomach clench. She knew he would refuse, but she hadn’t expected such condescension. “It’s not that,” she tried to explain calmly. “It’s just that being cooped up all the time is driving me crazy… I’m not asking for much, just to go out once in a while.” “No.” His answer was immediate, sharp as a blade. “But why?” she asked, feeling a glimmer of hope crumble in his voice. “Because I don’t want you doing whatever you want. I’m not going to let you wander off wherever you please.” “I’m not going to do anything wrong, Nigel. I just need some air…” “No.” Ryse felt a wave of frustration wash over her. He wasn’t even giving her a chance to explain. “I’m pregnant, not a prisoner!” she finally snapped. Nigel sighed in exasperation. “It’s the same thing.” The sentence hit her

She placed the camera back on the table and got up to go into her garden. She wanted to enjoy this little corner of paradise, even though, deep down, she knew it was just a gilded cage. The sun was slowly setting, painting the sky a golden hue, as Nigel finally arrived home. The morning air had given way to a heavy heat, but it was the coolness of the garden, seemingly cut off from the rest of the world, that welcomed Ryse, sitting quietly on the bench under the cherry tree. Her eyes were closed, absorbed by the sweet fragrance of the blossoms that filled the air, but it only took her a moment to sense the car approaching. The driver parked near the entrance, and Nigel got out without a word, observing the garden, his eyes briefly resting on Ryse before looking away. He had never really liked this place, but he was forced to admit that the transformation was almost perfect. The garden seemed to offer Ryse a freedom she would never have had in the main house. He wasn't free, but he did

The housekeeper, ever so devoted, looked up from her work when he entered. She seemed to have been expecting his return.“Mr. Harris, are you all right?” she asked, her gaze scrutinizing his tense features, as if she could sense his state of mind.He nodded, though his expression was far from convincing. He had no desire to talk about what had just happened. No desire to share his discomfort with anyone else. He wasn’t even sure he could look at himself in a mirror at that moment.“Yes, everything’s fine,” he replied in an almost monotone voice, before sitting down on one of the gray velvet sofas.He exhaled deeply, trying to collect his thoughts. This was no time to let guilt or confusion overwhelm him. He was a man of action. An alpha, a leader. He had made his decisions, and whatever happened, he had to face the consequences. And Ryse… She would eventually accept her place. It was only a matter of time. He had resigned himself to it. He had never chosen this situation, but he had t

Nigel froze, surprised, and stepped back slightly, a look of confusion creeping across his face. He wasn't used to her reacting like this. She was always affectionate, always ready to support him, even after their arguments. But now, something was different. The air between them was becoming colder, more tense."Eloise... what's wrong?" he asked, his voice betraying the beginnings of anxiety. "Why are you acting like this?"Eloise stood up slowly, crossing her arms over her chest in a defensive gesture. She looked him up and down, her eyes shining with frustration."You don't understand, do you? I know what you're doing, Nigel. I know how you feel about her, that... omega. You haven't stopped avoiding me since you brought her into this house." And don't tell me it's not true, that you're not attracted to her, because I can see perfectly well how you're acting.Nigel's heart raced at these words. Eloise knew. She knew everything. He had thought he could hide his emotions, keep it all t