The Rogue Prince Is Secretly An Omega Chapter 33 Novels & Stories

Why did I-? “Rose!” Rune’s body shielded her from the wolves who were already closer than she thought. As he held her to his back, he snapped at the wolves. “One more step and I will feed you to the silver sharks.” One of the wolves spoke to Rose’s surprise. “Alpha Rune? Oh. No. No.” The masculine voice jeered. “You are just Rune. The fucking rogue.” Bitterness filled that voice and it made Rose curious. She peeked a little and saw that the wolves were now in human forms, the wrappers around their waist barely hiding their schlongs from those that wished to view.

I stopped fighting, I stopped trying to be weak, the victim, the broken Omega. I let the raw, primal energy of my Omega side, the part they had tortured and experimented on flood my senses. I let out a cry, it wasn't a scream, it was the cry of an Omega in distress, a high sound that came out through the marrow of my bones. The Rogue’s grip didn't just loosen, he recoiled as if I had set him on fire with my voice, as he dropped me, choking and trying to catch my breath. The Rogue slumped to his knees, clutching his head in agony, his breathing coming in frantic, panicking whines.

I learned the ways of rogues: how to move without leaving prints, how to listen for danger in the spaces between silence. And slowly, I changed. The omega who once bowed her head in the Moonbane hall was gone. What replaced her was leaner, sharper. A creature born of hunger and stubborn will. Sometimes, I thought of Isaak. Not out of longing, but anger. I thought of his face when he said I reject you. The coldness. The pride. And then, that night under the rain, how it had felt when his walls had cracked, when something real had replaced that cold rejection.

The wealthy-looking boy bearing the emerald flag that represents the team Bloodlock stepped forward and lit up the cauldron. “Cecillion Bloddlock, we thank you for your bravery and sacrifices,” the headmistress declared. “We thank you for your bravery and sacrifices,” everyone mouthed in unison. “Brute might and bravery were displayed by Ruffus Moonbane, the patethic omega who quickly turned into an alpha and took the throne of the Lycans. He howled under the moonlight and fought many battles. He was a true warrior who soared and made things possible through his actions,” Miss Foxglove went on.

I stayed silent for a few seconds, ' I want to know she is alright after what happened,' I said. I couldn't even believe it myself. They scoffed, not buying it. I was the cold alpha Prince who got things done even if it was killing people. I couldn't care about some rogue girl. I cut the mind link. The two rogues were yapping about something, but I tuned them off as I waited for my beta and cousin. I was relieved to see them, only so Arlon could stop talking about some young stunning Luna of his, who he cheated on with this woman.

Even though it is not held by the Royal Family, there is still a Prince here, so the security is really strong. The problem is that their opponents are not in their right mind. Rogues. The rogues they see now, the ones with red eyes, the ones who kill wantonly and mercilessly. For them, especially the alphas, they only want to satisfy their carnal issues. That's one of the reasons why omegas fear them too. Cathy took another deep breath and sat down. She reached for the bag and then took the envelope that was in her locker earlier. She lifted it and peered inside to see if there was anything unusual in it, and when She saw that there was none, she was relieved.

They parted to form a corridor, and a familiar figure strolled through, voice dripping with contempt. "How pathetic, dear brother. Didn't I tell you never to come back?" It was Adrian's own brother — the one who'd stolen everything from him. Adrian's eyes burned the moment he saw him. "Damien, you have the nerve to show your face? If you hadn't set me up, I never would've—" Blood erupted from his mouth before he could finish. Seeing Adrian so broken, Damien looked positively delighted. His grin widened, features twisting into something ugly. "You'd better remember your place. I'm the Alpha now. You're nothing but a rogue who got thrown out of his own pack."

He turned to Silas. "Who is this, Alpha King?" he asked, staring at me. "Why would you bring an omega with you?" The words dropped into the hall like a stone into still water. Everything went silent in my ears. An omega. That was what he called me. Not Luna. I saw Silas's eyes change to wolf. He was still. The kind of stillness that came right before blood. My fingers brushed lightly against his arm, a silent warning for him not to move yet.

Miyamura ends up asking Sorahiko to get him a cup of coffee. Cowardly. He knows. He just needed a break— He needed to clear his head. That was too much at once. ‘That alphas are at the top, betas are below, and omegas are at the bottom’. ‘An omega like me cannot disrespect a dominant alpha like you’. ‘What I do know is that there is nothing you would tell me to do that I could refuse’.

Hassiba also stood and couldn't take her eyes away from the ring. “My omega seems beyond capable . . .” said the prince while staring at Hassiba. When she heard the prince’s words, Hassiba shrugged and accidentally met the prince’s gaze. The prince’s gorgeous pair of eyes were piercing the deepest part of her soul. In an instant, Hassiba’s knee wobbles she almost tripped if the butler didn't catch her on time. ‘I—I was marked?’ she questions. “Yes. I marked you. Such a rare omega can never fall to someone else's hand.” It was voiced casually that making Hassiba feel that she was an object, ready to be given away to those people that would gain tons of benefits from her mere existence.