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20. Heat

Myra  My luck lasted till the beginning of the training session. While I knew the others might have come to know about the reason behind my absence, I was not yet ready to face them. What if they hated me for being a vampire’s mate? I clenched my fists and tried to steady my pounding heart. Akira has been silent ever since that conversation and judging by her mood, I guess she is angry or at least not quite happy with me. I sighed and put on my sneakers. I couldn’t hide in my room for long, could I?   Everyone had already started training when I walked in. I winced when Eric landed a vicious punch on the punching bag and for a moment, everyone stared at him while I averted my eyes. “You finally grace us with your presence. Eric has been beside himself, ya know?” Jamie commented, instantly earning a smack on his arm from Vi. I smiled nervously as I headed towards
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21. Haze

Damian “It’s been so long since we came to hunt together,” Melissa murmured as we scoped out the area. Owls hooted from somewhere, camouflaged by their safety. Their hoots echoed through the woods. I hummed at my sister’s comment, trying my best to take my mind off. Until now my family had no idea about my situation. Aaron seemed to have an inkling, but he did not ask me. I twirled the ring on my forefinger absent-mindedly as if it had been a part of me for ages. I had been calm the whole day, not restless like I had been for the past few days. I almost felt...normal. I snorted at the irony. “What?” Melissa asked. I shook my head and we continued searching. “Quiet,” I whispered as soon as I heard a sound, crunching of dry leaves. Melissa complied. As we took the po
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22. Doing What's Right

Damian   Melissa had looked at me questioningly when we had meandered through the forest and come to the part where I had seen Myra numerous times. It was not a conscious choice, really. I had answered her questioning gaze with a mere shrug. But now, I think I know why. Maybe it’s what they called the bond pulling and tugging the two mates until they are bound to meet.    When Myra barrelled at me and I found myself on my back, I didn’t think of throwing her off me. I felt...protective and...pleased. I had almost forgotten that my sister, who had no clue about my mate’s existence, was also present. We exchanged a silent conversation after I divulged the secret and I knew she would keep this to herself. After the initial rendezvous, I realised that my mate was acting so cosied up because she was in heat.
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23. Easing The Pain

Damian   Her alluring gaze and the pheromones that hung thick in the air was all that it took for me to snap. I grabbed her chin and brought my lips down on hers. She let out a breath moan as her lips moved against mine. I bit her lip while she clutched my shirt. Something in me wanted to claim her and I couldn’t help but wished to give in.   ~~**~~ Myra   His hands slid around my waist, the coldness of his touch, soothing my prickly heated skin. I hadn’t realised when I had closed my eyes or when I had settled on his lap. I heard a ripping sound and belatedly realised that my claws had appeared and it was me who had ripped off the fabric. I moaned as his lips left mine and left a wet trail along my jaw and glided down my neck before he settled on my collarbone, worrying
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24. Claiming Her

Damian   I saw the downward slant of her shoulders and the hurtful expression in her eyes and immediately amended my previous statement. “What I meant is, I don’t think your next wave would be any less painful.” I averted my eyes. I have rarely cared for my partner before, rarely tried to actively not hurt them but here I am now, trying to amend my ways. Myra blinked at me as if she was confused and she might be considering the fact that there was no one to educate her about the way bonds worked. My gaze fell on the exposed neck and yet again, I felt my fangs aching yet again. The bruises I left had faded, barely visible and I felt the need to mark the skin up once again.    “You mean...if we get bonded, you will not regret it?” I wrenched my gaze away from her skin to look at her face. She looked hesitant, uncertain, which made me want to protect he
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25. The Degree of Feelings

Dream and Reality   Violet (Vi)   “The fuck is wrong with you, Eric?” I shouted at the dumb beta, who had the audacity to glare at me. It has been two days and Myra hasn’t come back. It has been two days and Andrew was yet to return. We tried to find her, but it seemed she had vanished into thin air.   “How the hell did you lose control, dude?” Jamie asked, his lips marred with a frown. I had never seen him look so serious before. Brandon brooded beside him. “What are we going to tell Andrew when he comes back?” I shouted. Eric growled, but I was having none of it.    “Your mate has been dead for 5 years and now when you see an omega, you suddenly lose control? And try to force yourself on him?” I repeated my earlier statements. Eric stood up and stood i
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26. Stay Away

Damian “What did you call me for?” I scowled at the pair. I rest my elbows on my knees as I look at them while they seem to be exchanging a silent conversation which only manages to make me angrier.  “I didn’t come here to witness how well you guys silently communicate or admire your living room, you know,” I gritted. I had thought Celie was going to say something important, but when I arrived, Andrew wasn’t there. We waited for him for an hour before he decided to show up. Now, they won’t fucking tell me what they wanted me here for and it has been at least 15 minutes since then.  Andrew pins me with a disapproving gaze which I ignore because I wanted to go back dammit. I was oddly getting anxious and feeling that if I didn’t leave here f
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27. The Difference

Myra The high of heat had finally subsided. Funnily enough, I felt disappointed more than drained. The week had been long and tiresome; the bedroom permeated with the smell of sex and blood and Damian was more often than not giving me a sultry look. Apart from that, when we deemed it fit to get some air, we stayed out of each other’s space.  It wasn’t the most ideal arrangement, but I had to work with it. In this whole week, I have never seen him throw any deceitful comment on me or insult my kind, and a tiny part of my heart felt grateful for that. I avoided saying anything negative either. However, I was becoming anxious as to what our future would hold.  In the past few days, Damian had gone out for reasons I had no idea about and he hadn’t bothered to tell me and n
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28. Going Back

Myra It had been too much for me. I let Akira take over, and we trotted out after Damian left. If he wanted me to beg him to let me stay then he was wrong. But the ache was like a constant reminder of my partial rejection. I focus on the running, the way my legs burned and the way the wind brushed against my fur.    The barrier rippled as soon as I dashed in, and heard someone shout my name. My ears perked up and the moment my head swivelled to the direction, a body barrelled into me. I belatedly realized it was Vi. Maybe because of the emotional roller-coaster I had gone through or otherwise, I felt my eyes well up.    She continued hugging me as she muttered nonsense under her breath, but I could detect that she was relieved and happy to see me. At least someone was. “Where have you been? Do you k
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29. Vampire in Wolves' Den

Myra I shot up, feeling light-headed immediately. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked him in disbelief. He grinned. All teeth as he casually perched on the side of my bed. My gaze flicked to the opened window sill and back to him. “I guess I am entitled to meet my mate even though she ran away,” he replied. His grin was intact on his lips. But his eyes said a whole different story. He was mad.  I levelled him with a glare. “Well, someone made it clear that I was only a good fuck.” Damian for his part did not flinch or look remorseful. I don’t even know if he is capable of feeling emotions like these. But he rolled his eyes. “Why do you tend to misinterpret anything I say? Did I tell you that? I said it’s Andrew who wants us to stay apart until things cool down or I have them under control.
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