All Chapters of THE ALPHA KING’S HATED OMEGA: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Demi's pov A king should be an example. One who was firm, just, and morally upright. He shouldn't be one to make harsh decisions or engage in oppressive actions. He should be rational and not be caught fighting except otherwise and most importantly he shouldn't be perceived as weak. And in just one night, Eros broke almost all these rules all because of me and now we were at a table in an enclosed room. The only familiar faces I knew were those of Elara, Dmitri, Eros, and Anya. The rest faces were foreign, they looked older and also very important and they weren't too happy and I could tell with the gazes that were sent in my direction. "So we are trying to understand what is going on here?" It was one of the older men that spoke, "Can you explain your majesty?" The man's question was directed at Eros but his gaze was locked on me and I cowered a bit in my seat. "Face me." Eros growled, his voice was grave in a threatening way, "I can smell her fear, don't look at her, d

Demi’s pov There wasn’t a particular reason for my stench, so if someone were to ask why I stunk, I couldn’t quite pinpoint but if I was asked to explain on a broader level, I would be able to give various reasons. I often wondered why my persistent odor still hadn’t gone even after being here for months and bathing regularly, getting on a few hygiene products and perfuming. Every other thing was changing, my wounds were healing and I looked better but the stench was still an issue that set me back on my progress to maintaining confidence. I wasn’t surprised when Elara called me aside after the meeting, she had explained that I would be moving to the other side of the pack since I had to be away from Eros and Dmitri as the rules state that neither of us was to see each other before the fight. And after she moved me in, she asked me about my stench and its origin. I have been deprived of baths for long, had poor hygiene situations even when on my period with the blood caking to

Demi's pov The moment the horn was blown, both wolves swung into action and my eyes were keyed on them. Dmitri's dark wolf transported himself to the center before Eros's could reach him and he bent his head, a blast of light sweeping across the field, throwing Raphael, Eros's wolf with so much force that he landed with this back against the wall, sliding down to the ground. I gasped, just as others did and the victorious howl that came from Dmitri's wolf pierced my hearing making me reflect on how partial he was, fighting against Eros with his powers while Eros had been stripped of his. Come on mate, Harlyn cheered silently, you can do this! It was like Raphael had heard Harlyn cause a low guttural growl came from him and he stood up slowly, eyes going to us, his gaze locking on mine and what looked like a wolfish grin came from him before he turned around, and broke in a full run heading for Dmitri as if our little interaction had just fueled him. Dmitri'

Demi's pov News spread faster than wildfire, in different versions, recounting the happenings of the weekend. While I never heard from Dmitri again, the rumors traveling around my existence and origin or what was so special about me didn't bother me either as my mate was still unconscious even after two days of trying to bring him back. His breathing was steady but his eyes had refused to open. I had heard Elara and Bopha as well as the healers arguing about whether my presence contributed to his worsening state but I didn't care much for that as my mind was always on trying to get Eros to heal as well as taking care of Haris. He was glued to my side as always, calming me down and telling me made-up fantasies of the activities that we would do when Eros was finally awake and he tried his best to cheer me up. I often found myself softening up and playing with him but the moment he was asleep or I was alone, my eyes welled with tears at the thought of my mate's state. I had hea

Demi's pov Sadly, for the very first time, I realized that Anya didn't lie. Even if I desperately wanted it to be a lie, I wasn't. As I stalked down the hallway with the slowest steps I have ever taken, I recalled the events from my meeting Eros, and with each evolving scene, my chest constricted, my heart beating erratically. From the moment he found me, from looking at me fondly in the forest to shying away, the other wolves taking stances seeing me as a threat to him. The red patches on his skin when he touched me, the way he avoided me and how he always sneezed when around me, his sudden disappearance when we first met, he had been sick from meeting me, I made my mate sick. I wondered what might have caused his condition and aggravated it this much if there was a cure for it. For the causes, I couldn't think of anything but for the cure, I knew that if there was one, they would have gone ahead with it by now but here he was, still stuck with the condition while I, his mate,