The Rogue Prince Is Secretly An Omega Chapter 33 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

one of the male council members sitting at the far end of the table said. Darius stood up immediately. Considering everything that had happened since meeting him less than ten minutes earlier, it was surprising I had almost forgotten he was even there. “Stormfang Pack would be happy to speak for her and make sure she stays safe once she passes the trial.” A wide smile spread across his face, his messy red hair making him look charming in a rough sort of way. “You all know we’re a strong pack, and we already have one blessed omega among us.” Are there other omegas here?

Zora stepped closer, not invading my space, but close enough for me to feel the weight of her presence, the authority radiating from her. “You should know something,” she said quietly. “Training with the omegas isn’t punishment. They are also part of us.” “I know,” I said immediately. “And I don’t see them as lesser.” Her gaze sharpened. “Good. Because if you had, we’d already have a problem.” I held her stare. “Then what is the problem?” She exhaled slowly, measuring her words. “The problem is that the king doesn’t do anything without intention.” Of course he doesn’t.

"Have her bathed and prepared. I want to see what we have acquired." The servants who led me away whispered among themselves, thinking I could not hear. They spoke of the three princes and their appetites. Prince Darius, the middle son, who could break a man in half with his bare hands. Prince Rhett, the youngest, whose green eyes missed nothing and whose tongue was sharper than any sword. I would have to face them all. Seduce them. Make them trust me. Then I would destroy them. The omega quarters were better than I had expected. Clean beds, warm blankets, and windows that actually let in sunlight. The other omegas watched me with curious eyes as I was led to a private room.

At the mention of his name, the man appears, staying just behind the prince as if seeking protection from me. “You act like my beta and his mate before they came out.” My torso leans to the side so I can peek around the prince and smile at the man standing there. He’s an upper omega, probably the son of a low-ranking warrior. His build is lean, and lithe, reminding me of a ballet dancer. He doesn’t seem bothered by me calling out their relationship, in fact, I think he’s grateful. I cannot imagine the hurt of hiding it. “I trust her, Lach, and so does my wolf.” Brodie speaks, stepping forward and grabbing his hand. The Prince visibly softens at the contact, and I cannot help but smile, seein

Elias frowned and growled as if he sensed something terrible. Alex let out a breath to gain courage and continued Jack's words. "What they want next time is not only Alpha's head but also Luna. Their leader made a promise to a mystical werewolf. They cooperate and divide the rewards. The Rogue Leader will have Blood Mood and the title of Rogue King. As for the mysterious werewolves, there is Luna..." I was shocked, not expecting that what they were targeting was me. But I'm just an ordinary werewolf, and I'm nothing special. If he wasn't targeting me to overthrow Elias, then I don't understand what else I have that makes him pay attention.

"I am not a beast. I am an Alpha prince. An Alpha." But he did not answer so I looked up at him pleadingly. "My hands are dirty," I said, showing him my palms. "Not my problem," he replied, entirely unfazed. I felt like I was going to explode. "Fine! Then I'm not eating!" He shrugged again, completely indifferent to the fact that I was on the verge of crying from sheer frustration. "Don't care." I let out a mental scream that rattled my own skull. 'Ahh! What is happening to my life? Why is every Omega I meet here so utterly vile? Was I a mass murderer in my past life? Waahh! Why me?!'

he spat, hissing and baring his teeth. The rogue chuckles. “Feisty, haven't seen an omega fight this much in a long time.” he comes forward and squats, grabbing Sage by the neck and pulling him to a sitting position. He smirks. “We are rogues; we are already half-dead. What do you think you can do to us, huh, princess?” “Don’t touch me with your filthy hands!” Sage barks.

“Three years, Leif. I sat in their kitchen and watched them scrub the floor with my pride. They think I am a weak Omega who ran away to hide in the dark. It is time they learn what happens when the dark strikes back.” Leif’s smile vanished, replaced by something much colder, much older. “Your father has been waiting three years for you to say that. He already gave the order to the frontline commanders. The entire wolf world is about to see exactly what a Rogue Princess looks like when she is done playing nice.” “Let them watch,” I said, staring at the closed double doors of the library. “Let them watch every single thing burn.” Julian POV “Get out of my way, Hazel,” I muttered, shoving my ar

He looked up when my shadow fell across the bars. A slow, dark smirk curved his lips. I stopped. My pulse hammered in my temples. He tilted his head. “Ah. The quiet one. Come to ask me questions, Your Highness?” He looked at me for a while. “You already know the brat is an omega.” Red flooded my vision. My voice dropped to a dangerous growl. “How do you know?” Seraph said nothing. He simply leaned back against the wall, chains clinking softly, and watched me with those pale, amused eyes.

“Bring out the royal omega.” My entire body stiffened instantly. Omega. Even now. Even now that they knew who I was. The King’s expression darkened dangerously. Silas looked murderous. Kael moved toward the doorway. Another voice shouted outside— “She belongs under territorial protection!” Then another— “The throne must be secured through proper mating!” Every muscle in my body locked. Proper mating. Oh hell no. The Prince closed his eyes briefly like he already knew where this was going. I looked at him sharply.