All Chapters of The Enigma Prince & His S-Class Omega : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12Prince Lucien Aster’s POV “I said let go of me!” I yelled, struggling violently against the cuffs, but he just let out a quiet laugh.“You don't know when to give up, feisty little one, do you?”“I'm going to kill you.”“Save your strength for what I'm about to do to you. Resisting will only end with your wrists hurt.”This jerk was right—there was nothing I could do to escape him right now. He had already won, and the more I struggled to set myself free, the more the cuff got painfully into my skin.I’m going to kill him…He leaned down and kissed my neck slowly, triggering the mark and releasing his heavy pheromones all over the room. No matter how much I tried to hold back, my body reacted traitorously to his, my own scent slipping out to meet his.He stopped for a moment, looking down at me. “You are such a work of art.”I spat at him, “Go to hell, you monster.” He smiled, cleaning it off and suddenly grabbed my neck lightly, leaning in until our noses touched in a sof

Chapter 14Prince Azrael Valtor’s POV I covered him properly on the bed after he passed out. I watched him sleep so soundly, proud of what I did to him, and a smile escaped my lips.My hands found their way to his hair, caressing it. I stopped immediately. What was happening to me?Why was I having some strange feelings anytime I was around him?Maybe because he amuses me, and it gives me more reasons to desire him to be my playtoy.I'm not capable of feelings, and he is not an S-class Omega.I found myself doing things I would never do on a normal day.Waking up in the morning, I found him still sleeping very soundly, resting his head on my chest with his hands all over me. I kissed his forehead, stroking his hair backward, and froze.Damn these hands acting on their own.I didn't want his sleep ruined, so I carefully got off the bed without waking him up, heading to the bathroom.The moment I was finished and ready to leave to carry out my activities for the day, I saw his clothes

Chapter 16Prince Azrael Valtor’s POV Lucien was fast asleep when I ordered food for him, leaving it by his side and telling the doctor to take good care of him. I wonder what the doctor was hiding from me, anyway I was glad he was all good now.What I did not understand was why he needed me so much.He was no S-class Omega, but an Alpha, so why did he show the strong traits of an Omega?Maybe I was just overthinking things.I returned to my private property and sat at the dining table with a hot cup of coffee when Magnus walked in.“We need to talk. Not as a Prince to his supreme commander, but as two best friends who have known each other for years.”A quick glance at him showed there was no trace of a smile on his face, only seriousness.“Okay, let us hear it. After this, I need to get some rest.”“Sure.” He pulled out a chair and joined me at the table.“So what is so important that you are looking at me like I stole your Omega?”“That would have been better if that was the case,

Chapter 18Prince Lucien Aster's POV“Take it all in,” he let out a low moan, his fingers gripping my hair tightly to push my head down and speed up the rhythm. He took complete control, forcing my mouth to move until he was satisfied, and I just had to keep going while my throat burned with anger.He suddenly stopped cold. He yanked me back hard by my hair, forcing my head up so I had to look right into his dark eyes. A deep, burning hatred filled my chest as I glared up at him. I hated Azrael so much. Why did my treacherous body continue to betray me by desiring his touch?A cruel man like this never deserved to have a child. I would never tell him about the tiny life taking root inside me. I would rather die than let him have any access to the baby in my stomach, even though I still had no idea how on earth such a thing was biologically possible for me being an alpha and not an omega. “Now you see who you belong to, feisty little one,” he said, tightening his grip on my hair. His

Chapter 20Prince Azrael Valtor’s POV I told myself that it was none of my business whether Prince Ragnar was in his home or not. Why was I getting so worked up about it in the first place?I came to my private quarters to get a quick nap, not to lie awake stressing over who came in and out of his bedroom.I forced my eyes shut, trying desperately to fall asleep, but in less than a minute, I was already back on my feet. My phone was pressed against my ear as I dialed King Therion, Lucien’s father, to arrange a visit.The next thing I knew, I was walking briskly toward my car.“Your Highness, where are you heading? I should drive you,” Magnus said, hurrying toward me across the garage.“I do not need a driver tonight. I will be fine driving myself.”“Wait a minute. Do not tell me you are heading to Prince Lucien’s palace because you are jealous,” Magnus said, narrowing his eyes at me.“I told you I am not jealous. I simply have other important matters to tend to with him.”“Wow, you a