All Chapters of The Omega's True Mate : Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

Azreon's eyes remained on me as the frown on his face deepened. His reaction to my words was a mix of surprise and confusion. For a moment, he didn't say a word, his eyes occasionally glancing at the boiling pot as though it held the answer he was meant to give me. "It looked exactly like mine?" Azreon muttered slowly, more to himself than me as he ran his hands over the table in front of him. His body stiffened and I could see that he was filled with unease. "My type of magic, Elora, isn't one that can be attributed to just one person," he said, his tone measured. "I was taught by one of the greatest mages to ever live-my father-and he taught many other students too. But..." he paused for some seconds, his eyes traveling down to the table, "... that fact that the spells the rogues used and the smoke they left behind stands out to you that it seems so much similar to mine, it... it is troubling, to say the least." Azreon was right. I recalled seeing the healers in my pack perform ma

I crouched low, my senses high at alert as my eyes scanned the area. The undergrowth in front of me rustles softly, signalling the arrival of my prey. I took a deep breath and slowly began to crawl towards the noise, all the while muttering to myself. "You've done this before," I whispered, my voice barely audible even to myself. "You've don't this before, Elora. You've done this be--" Before I could finish my sentence, the rustle in the undergrowth grew louder and suddenly, bout of it jumped a little brush rabbit. I paused in my steps as our eyes met. The forest seemed to stand still for some moments and my heart began pounding loudly against my chest. This was my first hunt in the pack and I had to take back to my group a prey before I could get accepted. This was my chance to get it and and my lack of patience was already causing it to spiral downwards. "Stay," I muttered softly as I took small steps towards the rabbit. "Stay still--" My words were immediately cut short as the

"Again!" "Again!!" "Again!!!" I slowly stood from the floor, coughing as I tried to grab on to my staff. Dirt and mud covered my entire body and my vision blurred. I lost count of how many times Alexander had brought me to the ground but each fall was painful than the last. "Go again," I heard Alexander say as I struggled to stand on my feet. "But this time, try not to attack me blinded. The staff is an extension of your body. Use it as such." I nodded slowly, coughing as I used the staff to push myself up from the floor. I then stood in the fighting stance that Alexander had showed me as my mind raced with thoughts. I had tried everything that I could but still could not land a hit on him. It seemed like his teaching wasn't working at all. "Tell me when you're ready, Elora," Alexander said, his voice pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked up at him and found him crouching lazil

The entire weapon room carried the smell of iron and I couldn't tell if it was the weapons hanging around or the blood-stained swords discarded at the front of the room. I hit my foot against a small helmet laying on the floor and winced softly. This place really needed a clean up.Carefully stepping over the rusting weapons casually laying on the floor, I made my way to the other end of the room where most of the arsenals were. It also was more cleaner there and the stinging metallic smell seemed to dosippate slowly as I headed in that direction."Thanks for letting me tag along, Alexander." "I don't think I had a choice." A small smile tugged at my lips as I turned from the alpha to the cluster of weapons hung on the shelf in front of me. I grazed through the shelf, my eyes scanning the blades there. One caught my eyes and I made to reach for it when Alexander stopped me. "You're