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

Author's POV The female beta approached Xander and immediately introduced herself. "I, Ralia, you must be Xander, the dangerous rogue prince, right?" Xander took a few steps back in anticipation. "Don't be afraid..." "I'm not afraid of you, I'm just wary," Xander replied quickly. "Who are you looking for in the forest of the alphas? Do you want to steal the Alpha's treasure?" Xander chuckled, "The alpha's treasure? Do I look so poor that I would steal from those poor alphas?"

Chapter 33 — Attacked Third Person The lead rogue circled Rhea with predatory confidence. His pack flanked him—six wolves total, all grinning like they'd already won. "Look at her," one sneered. "Standing there like she can actually do something." "I call first," another said, stepping forward. "I want to be the one to mark her. Send the video to the prince. Show him what happens to mates who wander off alone." Rhea's expression didn't change. Calm. Flat. Almost bored.

Her wolf's recognition of me sent a surge of possessiveness through my veins. But then reality crashed down upon me. She was an omega—a lowly rank in our society. And I, as the Alpha King, couldn't afford to have an omega as my queen. The weight of tradition and duty settled heavily upon my shoulders, forcing me to make a decision that tore at my heart. "You're an Omega," I stated, my voice laced with a touch of disgust. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to suppress the conflicting emotions within me. Her head bowed in submission, her whispered confirmation of her status as an omega reached my ears. And in that moment, I made a choice that shattered both our worlds.

“Yes… If we have Seraphina, we can have ties to the northern region, we can expand…” “We have war lurking in the corner and yet my affairs, my personal affairs are what worry you?” I said in a low tone. He fidgeted, the room had gotten tense, his eyes looking around the room searching for support. But he wasn’t going to find any. He knew that. “You know…” “What I know is that you are meant to talk about the rogues, we have a fucking alpha’s gathering in a few days, and yet nothing about that has been discussed, rather you are here gossiping like a bunch of low-class omegas,” I snapped.

“I’ve already made up my mind.” He sighed in defeat and brought something out of his drawer. He slid the folder toward my way. “This is a file containing a list of single princesses in the country. They are all amicable with being married to you, so it’s all your choice.” I flipped through the pages, not even bothering to look at the princesses’ pictures and descriptions. As soon as I see the word “omega,” I immediately flip through to the next page. Fortunately, most of the princesses were Betas, so I stopped when I suddenly saw that one of the candidates was an Alpha.

My cheeks burned bright red, the events from yesterday replaying in my mind. "Your Majesty," The girls greeted, doing a little curtsy. I copied them, but I couldn’t get my mouth to move. He turned around, and his gaze landed on me first. Color drained from my face. "Mate.." my wolf purred again. The sudden realization made my knees weak. The king is my mate, and I insulted him. He's not going to forgive that. "Why is there an omega here?" Zyran asked, turning to Helen. Helen trembled, glancing at me with accusation,

Suddenly, the sound of slow footsteps came from the rear. I spun around to check. A lone outcast rogue stumbled out from the shadows. He froze the moment his eyes landed on me "A-Alpha...S-sinclair" he said out, turning to bolt toward the back window. "Where is she?!" I roared, my face inches from his "The... the omega?" the rogue wheezed "She's... she's gone. You're too late, Alpha!" "What did you say?" I whispered "She was…uhm…sold…not too long ago” the rogue stammered, breaking completely under the suffocating weight of my aura. "She is probably halfway to the rogue territories by now"

Alpha Killan's piercing gaze bore into the rogue's soul, assessing his willpower with a calculating eye. The rogue's face blanched as Alpha's razor-sharp fangs and claws emerged from beneath his skin, a menacing display of dominance that left the rogue trembling in fear. The rogue's throat tightened as he swallowed. The final chapter had arrived, marking the conclusion of the rogue's tale. The Alpha remained deaf to his pleas. Though the rogue longed to offer his prayers to the Moon Goddess, he could not find the courage within himself to do so. The weight of the rogue's doubts and insecurities held him back, leaving him feeling small and insignificant beneath the vast expanse of the night s

"Oops!! Sorry, I didn't mean to be vulgar. We found out you were an omega in Nightwalker. They just adopted you, didn't they? That means you don't have a family or even a pack." "Yes, nothing." "Do you think I can only be defeated by an omega? If you don't know, I am the best girl. And our members are sure that I will win over you." "That's good. It's like having someone to cry with when I beat you." "How dare you fight me? I'll make sure you have trouble walking. I don't care if Alpha Giovanni gets mad at me." "...." I didn't speak anymore. because she doesn't beat me. It looks like it's still closed because I kept quiet. I took a deep breath and glanced at Alpha Giovanni, who nodded at me.

Ransom was growling and pacing in his head, making him even more agitated, as they had been in the middle of enjoying their little Omega’s body when he got the notification that the Alpha King’s convoy had just passed through the gates. He hadn't been able to finish properly and left her passed out, tied to the bed, covered in his beautiful claiming marks as she was still fighting him. Ransom continues to pace but calms a little as images of his Omega laid out in front of him, tears slipping down her cheeks and soft whimpers leaving her lips as he had pounded into her… Alpha Miles is jolted back to the Royal males in front of him when a low growl escapes Prince Rhett’s lips, vibrating his ch