All Chapters of The Omega's Surge: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Myra's PovMy ears suddenly turned tone deaf as the sentence struck a chord. And a chord that snapped as it was struck.It felt like I was dead, but my body still pulled my soul back inside, struggling and promising that it wouldn't let go. Even though I wanted it so bad to do so.But yet, even more, I wanted so badly to see the face of who was talking. I strangely now wanted to see who this person was. As a rapidly growing desire pushed me to see their face; and count the contours, to see the color of their eyes, their hair, and trace their demeanor.And strangely...To find out what they would think of me.My thoughts ran wild and almost mad as I replayed the question in my brain:"Are you sure she's my daughter?"My heart thumped painfully as my consciousness began flowing back down roads of memories I had made a choice not to go back to.And I wandered off to all that mom had said about father dying. About how he had gone out to sea to travel, to work in a distant pack area. And

Myra's PovMy scream came out as a muffled moan, as the cloth that held my mouth was still there. But to the monster in front of me, my screaming came out as a joke. As it laughed at my fright. And a laugh that boomed into an echo around the room."I don't think a think a child born of me would ever be this frightful?" the man laughed.I stayed frantic, breathing heavily as my eyes rolled over the towering man. Seeing his features disjointed; standing too out of place for each other.As his dark hair flowed beside his ears gracefully, but his eyes stood the color of the shadows behind him. His mouth flashed a set of crooked teeth, yet he possessed fine muscles that bulged and swayed underneath a black shirt that was too tattered and torn.I froze at the sheer height of him, and grimaced at the stench of beer that oozed from him, as he stood so close.He held a bottle in his hand, and I wondered what was in it, but from the smell of him, I could guess.The room around us was riddled w

Myra's PovThe laughter was sickening. But it stopped again. And this time finally.As the huge man moved over to a stool, raised it up and sat on it; then leaned forward with the beer bottle still in his hand. Holding a drunk sneer on his face."No seriously, tell me..." he snickered, "What kind of bargain is that?" he chuckled, humored."Where a man is paid by someone else to kill his own daughter, and he'd actually do it?..." he asked, gesturing each word with his head, mockingly.But then he paused. Taking a slow glance at the bottle in his hand, before suddenly staring aimlessly at the distant wall.He seemed to freeze.As there was a sudden silence. And it engulfed the room; sharp enough to slice steel, and low enough to hear a pin drop."How stupid do you think I am!" he yelled, getting up suddenly.And the sound was disturbingly loud, reaching wide across the room with a high and deep force; making a bang like a fired fowling piece. I could see Francis' eyes roll back in an

Myra's PovBut I didn't want to believe it. And I struggled hard not to. Yet I just couldn't dispute it.Because by nature, only wolves of the same family could read each other's minds through a connected mind link. As it was meant for parents to contact their cubs if they ever got lost; and for cubs to call for help when they found themselves in danger.It wouldn't connect with anyone outside the family. And now I frowned in disgust, wondering if I and this brute were actually family?But I sighed in relief as another thought came to mind. As he could only read my thoughts and I couldn't read his.That meant we weren't fully connected...And that meant we weren't really family. And at least not directly.But that didn't make any sense? If we weren't fully family then he wouldn't be able to read my thoughts at all? He wouldn't have any access since he wasn't completely part of my bloodline?I didn't know how else he still managed to do it, and now I wondered if this drunk psychopathic

Myra's PovThe man laughed as he saw my thoughts form into surprise on my face. And I couldn't hold it back myself.As this was the same man I had seen when I got lost in the forest. The same one who dragged the dead body I found laying in that clearing, and chased me when he found out I was following him.I couldn't believe it."I see you remember me now?..." he asked loud, and with a chuckle.I watched him move over to a table at the far end of the room, then pause. "Our time together was quite a race don't you think?" he laughed, raising his head.But I stayed frozen. With my mind going unstable amidst scattered thoughts.Because how did he find me? How did he meet Reyna's parents? How did he know about the castle? About Noah? That I was the one who followed him?It had been dark and the trees covered everything in shadows. I had run head first with arms swinging wildly, screaming as I tried to run past my own hurting feet.He couldn't have seen my face? Or tracked me? Or even kno