Romans & histoires The Rogue Prince Is Secretly An Omega Chapter 33

“Look who wandered too far from home.” I straighten, keeping my stance between the rogues and pup. “If you take another step, you will regret it.” The first rogue laughs. It’s a low, ugly sound that makes my stomach turn. “You think you can keep us away from our meal, little Omega?” he drawls the last two words mockingly. My fingers twitch and my pulse slows. “Try me.”

"That bastard! No wonder you didn't feel the bond snap when you found out he cheated!" I nodded. "Now do you get it?" Chloe clenched her jaw, her eyes blazing with fury. "Alright. I'm in. I'll go get everything ready. Let that son of a bitch think his mate is dead!" As I watched her leave, I walked alone down the stone path back to the pack house, a wave of heartbreak washing over me. Three years ago, I was just a rogue. Worse, I was an Omega. The bottom of the food chain. Easy prey.

Diane replied. I could perceive the sadness in her tone. Diane is a Gamma werewolf and she's yet to shift into her wolf form although she will be clocking 17 in a few months. She refers to herself as a mini-werewolf and sometimes a pup because her primal instincts are still very much underdeveloped.

Chelsea looked at the Priest then she tightly clutched Rogue's arm because behind the Priest was none other than Agnis whose eyes were fixed upon her like a hidden serpent . ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ Author's note : - Please do check out my other books ♡ ) Im - perfect ♡) your faithful poisonous consort ♡) a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden ♡ ) Superstar chef mommy of villain and villainess ♡ ) Tumbling emotions Thank you ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Their eyes glowed with a muddy, predatory red. Rogues. "Well, well," the leader sneered. He had a scar across his throat. "Look what we have here”. Terror seized me. I took a step back, my knees shaking so hard I could barely stand. "Stay away from me! I have nothing!" The two men on his sides laughed, "You have a pulse, don't you? The Rogue King loves fresh meat. He’ll pay a fortune for a high-bred Omega like you." Before I could scream, the leader lunged. He was fast, faster than any human. His hand clamped over my mouth, the smell of grease and dirt making me gag. I thrashed, kicking and clawing at his chest, but he was like a wall of stone.

A sudden image of Jaxson flashed in my mind—his broad shoulders, his dark hair, his golden eyes looking down at me with absolute coldness as he handed me that cup of bitter herbs. An Omega cannot strengthen my leadership. There can be no complications. A dry, bitter laugh bubbled up in my throat, turning into a shaky sigh. If Jaxson knew about this, his precious pack council would lose their minds. Two royal bloodline pups, growing inside an unranked Omega hiding in the woods, while his fancy high-born Luna sat in the grand hall drinking coastal tea. "Sienna?" Gideon asked softly, watching my face closely. "Are you alright?"

You thought I came all this way to bargain with you over that bitch? Prince Jasper had been dragged off in chains in front of the whole kingdom. He would hang for it, or rot, and either way, she had no more use for him. But the kings. The kings were something else entirely. Two alpha kings, strong and magnificent, ruling a realm, and one fat little omega standing between her and the pair of them. Once Effie was gone, there would be nothing left to stand in the way of a woman with a vial that could turn any heart.

He said, trembling darkly. The second Alpha smiled maniacally, making eye contact with me, he secured a strap around my thigh with unnecessary roughness, and his fingers brushed high enough to make my skin crawl. “Male Omegas aren't that common, wonder if he’s as good as they say. Too bad we can't have a taste, could’ve had some fun breaking him in properly.” My stomach twisted with humiliation. I wanted to shrink away, but there was nowhere to go. The door opened again, and a third Alpha entered wearing a crisp white coat over his broad frame. Wonderful, more Alphas.

I questioned pulling away from his chest and looking up finding his beautiful eyes already gazing in mine. "Because that was their fate, especially after what they were trying to do." I frowned as he raised his hand and caressed my cheek. "Your so called coward alpha used to send the omegas which always radiated a scent that is specifically made for rogues to eat." My eyes widened when his trailed to my jaw hearing his words.

"We'll just take a quick peek on our way. Don't you want to see who he chooses?" I shook my head. "If they catch me—" "Just stay close to me," she whispered, already pulling me through a side passage that led past the great hall. The hall was packed with nobles. We slipped inside with Mitchell dragging me. I held my breath, hoping my omega scent wouldn't give me away, Someone bumped into me from behind and I stumbled forward, losing my balance and fell to the ground. "Who let an omega servant into this gathering?" The Alpha yelled, standing in front of me.