Todos los capítulos de The Omega's Wrath [ A Werewolf Romance]: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

Some betrayals destroy your heart. Others awaken the monster sleeping inside it.The first time I smelled my mate on my sister, I was standing outside the room where they planned to destroy my life.Lucien's scent clung to her like a second skin—cedarwood, winter smoke, and the sharp, intoxicating spice that had haunted my dreams since the night I turned eighteen.My mate.My sister's lover.I stood frozen in the corridor, one hand pressed against the cold stone wall, while laughter drifted through the half-open door."You're certain she suspects nothing?" Evelyne asked.Her voice was soft. Sweet. The same voice that had comforted me through childhood nightmares and promised me, a hundred times, that she would never let anyone hurt me.Lucien chuckled."Seraphina suspects whatever she's told to suspect. She's an Omega, Evelyne. Give her a kind word and she'll mistake it for devotion."Something inside my chest cracked.I should have left. I should have run before they saw me, before t

I stopped fighting.The guards dragged me through the chapel and out into the courtyard.Snow fell beneath a moonless sky, gathering on the palace roofs and the marble statues that lined the royal gardens. The air smelled of iron, frost, and distant woodsmoke. Somewhere beyond the walls, a wolf howled.My own wolf answered with a weak, frightened whimper.I tried to reach for her, but the broken mate bond had left us both shaken. She curled into the deepest corner of my consciousness, refusing to emerge.I couldn't blame her.We had been abandoned by everyone we trusted.Beyond the palace gates lay the forbidden forest, a vast wilderness stretching across the northern mountains. Its trees were older than the kingdom itself, their twisted branches reaching toward the sky like skeletal fingers.Children were warned never to approach its borders. Hunters told stories of strange lights between the trees, of voices calling from empty clearings, of wolves that emerged at dawn with blood on

“Now, child, tell me how much you hate them.”The question drifted through the darkness, soft as a whisper and heavy as a tombstone.I could not see the creature speaking to me. I could barely see my own hands. Yet I felt its presence surrounding me, pressing against my skin, my bones, and the deepest corners of my soul.I swallowed.“Enough to want them dead.”The darkness stirred.For a moment, there was no answer. Then a low laugh rolled through the endless void, so deep that I felt it vibrating inside my ribs.“An honest answer. How refreshing.”Something moved beyond my reach.I tried to pull away, but there was nowhere to go. My feet touched nothing. My hands grasped nothing. I was suspended in a place that seemed to exist outside the world I had known.“Who are you?” I demanded.“Does a name matter to a dying girl?”“I am not dying.”“Your body freezes above my prison. Your wolf trembles inside your soul. Your mate has severed the bond that connected you to his bloodline, and y

The first thing I learned about Kael Draven was that he hated being questioned.The second was that he hated me questioning him even more.“Why did you come to the Forbidden Forest?” I asked.Kael sat opposite me in the carriage, one arm resting against the leather seat, his expression carved from stone. Outside, the wheels crushed frozen branches beneath them. Inside, the air felt strangely suffocating.He had barely spoken since we left the forest.“Do you always ask questions you have no right to ask?” he said.“Only when I'm trapped in a carriage with a man who thinks the world belongs to him.”His eyes lifted to mine.For one dangerous second, I thought he might smile.Instead, he leaned forward.“Let me explain something to you, Omega. I don't think the world belongs to me.” His voice was quiet, almost conversational. “I know exactly how much of it I can take by force.”My stomach tightened.There it was. The monster everyone whispered about.“I suppose that makes you very proud