Novel & Cerita Daphne Omori

The bodyguards stopped them from reaching over but the old lady invited them in for a conference instead. Daphne was getting cold feet, she never expected herself in such a spotlight. Her dream was to live her best life low-key, provide for her grandmother and get married to her long-term boyfriend which was Daniel. It all started fading when she had that one-night stand with Black and now she’s stepping into a whole new world. Her heart beats rapidly against the wall of her chest as she stepped into the spacious building bustling with workers. Old lady Williams would smile at her every second to calm her down.

’ Dark mussed, enjoying the tension inside the room. ‘You can’t blame me for fucking your woman. You are always out of the territory, seeking for that goddamn Daphne !’ Darius roared. The grin on my face vanished slowly as he mentioned Daphne ’s name. I grasped the blinds until they almost crushed in my hand, especially when my ear caught Lennon’s response. ‘It’s my fucking duty! Daphne ’s also my mate!’ 'That was impossible!"

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

To prove the truth, the accused Alpha’s hormones are burned until the Omega’s unique scent signature is extracted. Every Omega carries a distinct scent when in heat. One that has the power to attract a specific or a few Alphas. But the rarest of Omegas—those deemed most special—have a scent strong enough to draw any Alpha, from far and wide. And Denny… he possesses that kind of scent. My hormones were burned. I didn’t scream like I should have. Not because it didn’t hurt, because it did, but because the guilt of betraying Denny hurt far worse than anything they could inflict.

I shake out my hands next and start pacing back and forth. “You okay, Ophelia?” Daphne appears by my side, her phone in hand as always. She’s dressed in a t-shirt with my name printed across it and a pair of jeans, with a blazer thrown on over the ensemble. She reminds me of Carolanne, and I’ve dubbed her my older sister. She’s been so attentive, helpful, and even kind to me. I’ve cherished her advice and compassion, so I know I can share my anxieties. “I’m nervous as hell, Daph. I don’t need to be. I’ve been rehearsing for months and know nothing impedes me.”

A sharp kick to my face sent me sprawling backward. My eyes burned as sand and dirt scraped against them. I gasped, my hand flew straight to my bleeding nose. “Who is your Luna?” Cynthia sneered. “I am no Luna to a useless omega.” I trembled, my body screaming in exhaustion. “Please, ma… I didn’t do anything. I am just a lowly omega.” She squatted and yanked my hair up with her fingers, dragging it so hard I felt my scalp pulling out, “An Omega that's mated to my man, my husband!” she hissed in anger before pushing my head back, “You're not innocent Omega, Daphne. Like I said earlier, I have heard about you!”

"So what if he's an omega? He's popular in our pack because he's smart. Top of his class, to be precise. He also knows how to fight. The only thing he's lacking is money and family background." "Daphne, you shouldn't be praising him right now!" I hissed, running my fingers through my hair in agitation. "Fine, I promise I won't tell anyone. Now fix yourself because I have something to show you." I snapped my head towards her, curiosity piqued. "What is it?" She nodded towards the door, her expression serious. "Follow me." We slipped out of the club and into the shadows behind it. Just as we were about to make our way to the secluded area, a blonde girl with three others flanked behind her blo

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

Ophelia threatened. Daphne was sobbing hard. "Ophelia let her go." I couldn't watch this anymore. Ophelia smiled at me. "Fine," her grip loosened but then she looked at me, wickedness glinting in her eyes as her lips stretched into a broader, more deranged kind of smile, "on second thought I don't remember taking orders from you." Before I could process what was happening there was a sickening crack and thud. Ophelia broke Daphne's neck and threw her to the ground like she was nothing.

But does kamur feel the same way? The sun was just setting when Dala left her house to go search out for Cara. She got dressed in a green silk gown, and put on the scent which smelt of lavender. It was part of the gifts she'd gotten when she got married to Kamur. Dala had just finished getting ready to step out when she ran into Kamur. He was mute and his gaze travelled from her head down to her toes, she saw something in those grey eyes of his, something she'd seen the day he had kissed her.