บททั้งหมดของ The Omega Claimed In Shadow: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Olivia’s POVI keep my eyes on the cracks in the concrete, trying to shut out the mice digging through the walls and the steady leak from the ceiling that’s been running since I got here. My blanket is thin and stiff, but I shift anyway, testing how far I can stretch with the ankle chain biting into my skin like a reminder I’m still here. Blood from last night still trickles from my nose in slow, warm drops; at least the swelling has gone down enough that both eyes will open now. Rasp, rasp, tick, tick. The sounds never quit. I slide onto my side, pulling the blanket higher over my legs even though it leaves me exposed to the cold floor. Sam, I miss you so bad it hurts to breathe. Every single night I reach for you in my dreamsyour green eyes laughing, Mom’s short bob bouncing when she hugged me like the world could never touch us. We used to run under the moonlight with the pack, all of us shifting and howling until the stars felt close enough to touch. I wince. My wolf has bee

Mason’s POVYears. I’ve burned through actual years hunting down Dan. The man once held Alpha status over the Arthur pack, but after losing his wife and son, he abandoned every responsibility tied to that position, including the basic requirement of registering his daughter’s updated location. Rumors circulated for a while questioning whether she was even biologically his. Her wolf classification had never been formally documented whether every wolf owes the council that report eventually: Alpha, Beta, Gamma, or, in exceedingly rare cases, Omega, a designation so scarce most supernaturals never encounter one firsthand. She should have been formally introduced into supernatural society by now. Arthur’s daughter was supposed to walk through my school’s doors last week, registering for her first semester of classes. Instead, here I sit, still chasing ghosts. The council finally tracked Dan down last night, thanks to security footage capturing him brawling inside some dive bar. Vampir

Maddox’s POVFrom my vantage point, I track the new girl as the Headmaster guides her further into the building. Bruises mark practically every visible inch of her skin, fear radiating off her in waves. Yet somehow I can’t pin down what she actually is, and that gap in my perception irritates me far more than I’d care to admit. Something tugs at me toward her pull I’ve genuinely never experienced before, not once, not like this. Sure, I’ve got my crew, functioning almost like our own twisted version of a pack. But this urge is pushing me to trail after her? Impossible to ignore.I keep myself concealed carefully. The Headmaster’s a vampire, after all, capable of detecting the faintest sound from ridiculous distances. Fortunately, his attention stays locked entirely on his new charge, oblivious to anyone tailing him. When they finally halt, I realize exactly whose door they’re standing before the widowed Alpha’s room. Rage ignites instantly within me. Something about picturing her slee