All Chapters of THEIR OMEGA: THEIR OBSESSION: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Maya's POVThe gates of the Raven family estate swung open silently, allowing our transport to pull into the private estate grounds.Through the tinted window, I observed the property.Unlike Stephen's castle, which was an ancient and artistic structure, the Raven estate was a modern compound.The exterior was built from dark slate and towering floor-to-ceiling glass panels. High concrete security walls surrounded the entire perimeter, topped with motion sensor cameras and laser line detectors.Dozens of guards in dark suits patrolled the lawns, carrying concealed firearms and earpieces.The transport came to a stop under the covered driveway. A guard stepped forward and opened my door."Welcome home, Maya," Julian said softly as he stepped out after me, his face showing relief for the first time all morning. "Well, my family’s home, at least. You’re completely safe here. Stephen or his pack scouts can't get within two miles of these gates without alerting our security grid."Lord Rav

Maya's POVThe clock on the training room wall read five in the morning.I stood on the black rubber mat of the Raven estate's training hall, my breath coming in shallow gasps.Across from me stood Julian, dressed in black athletic gear, his stance balanced and relaxed."Again," Julian said, his voice clipped and professional.I dropped into a defensive crouch. My muscles burned from three hours of relentless conditioning.My wolf was dormant and weak from months of confinement, scraped against my ribs, protesting every movement.Julian stepped forward, executing a swift outside sweep aimed at my lower leg. My reaction was a second too slow.His boot caught my ankle and my legs buckled out from under me. I crashed hard onto the mat, the impact knocking the remaining air out of my lungs."Get up, Maya," Julian instructed, holding out a hand.I ignored his hand, pushed myself up off the floor, and spat a drop of blood from my split lip. "I don't need your help up."Julian pulled his han

Maya's POVThe academy disciplinary board did not care about council protection warrants or Lord Raven's political leverage.To them, I was just a student who had violently fought a peer in the main hallway.The penalty was handed down by noon, three hours of mandatory after-school detention, starting immediately at three o'clock.Funny how the same rules never applied to Allison when she openly bullied me.When the last lecture ended, the classroom emptied quickly. I sat alone in the back row of the empty detention room.The door creaked open.Three of Allison’s closest friends stepped into the doorway, blocking the light. They didn't enter the room, standing just outside with crossed arms and wicked expressions."You think you're untouchable because you hid behind some rich councilman's guards today," one of them hissed, her voice trembling with rage from the hallway incident. "Allison is still sitting in the nurse's office with a sprained wrist. You won't get away with this. Once y

Maya's POVThe clock on the academy struck four in the afternoon.I checked my blind spots, ducked beneath the covered walkway near the science pavilion, and slipped through the side entrance of the academy’s books archive.The wing was abandoned, cut off from the main student traffic by walls and doors. At the far end of the long reading table sat Nathan.He had discarded his Alpha jacket. He wore a plain black sweater, his sleeves pushed up to his forearms and a regional calculus workbook spread open before him.He tapped his pen against the paper with his jaw tight. When he heard me approaching, his head snapped up."You're late," Nathan said, attempting to mask his relief with an alpha bravado."I took a wider perimeter to drop my tail," I said coldly, pulling out a chair opposite him and sitting down. "Lord Raven’s operatives are still parked outside the main gates. If you wanted a completely private meeting, you picked a quiet spot."Nathan closed his workbook slightly, leaning

Maya's POVBeside me, Nathan kept his weight balanced on the balls of his feet, his hand hovering near his jacket hem where his gun was concealed.He didn't speak,but the rigid tension in his frame showed he was ready to force a breakout if the door opened.Suddenly, a loud dispatch crackled across a guard's shoulder unit in the outer room."Sector Four! We have visual confirmation of an unauthorized breach near the western library wing! All units move to intercept immediately!"Outside our door, the hand pulled back from the latch."Move, move!" a gruff voice barked in the hallway.The sound of footsteps moving away from our door, fading down the hallway as the guards scrambled toward the false alarm in the west wing.Nathan let out a deep breath, releasing his grip on his jacket. He looked down at me, his eyes wide with a mix of disbelief and focus. "That was too close.""The sector alarm bought us thirty seconds," I whispered back, my voice flat. "Move."We pushed open the service