All Chapters of Fierce return of an omega : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The moment my eyes were open, I looked around to take hold of the room I was in. “But how did i get here”I remember taking the book off its stand at the command of Sybill, a sister I hadn’t known I had. Or was it all a dream It all came flashing back to me, the voices, the fight, the powers that oozed out of me, the book!. And with that thought, my eyes fixated on the book, it had golden covers and was so big and heavy, I had to carry it with both my hands. Another thing I need to do is find a place to hide it; I need to find a way out so that no one can see or sense it. I looked around the room once more and saw a box beneath the bed. I quickly picked it up, put my hand on it, and said some spells, and it opened in a matter of seconds, allowing me to put the book inside. Since magic could do anything, I repeated some spells, and the box closed on its own, and I slid it under the bed. I will soon take it to my own chamber in the morning.Then I remembered….The King!!I turned to

It’s been a few weeks practicing in my private chambers with Sybill, made countless mistakes but still I made so much progress and from her own words “You learnt so fast”. I can still feel the fast moving magic from my soul to my body, now I can effortlessly pronounce any spell and create masterminds in people’s heads. I feel like an old witch, and even though I feel like Sybill knows a lot more about me, she still doesn’t tell me, insisting I find out myself, this journey of self-discovery, I must embark on it as I feel the day closing in on me. Ralph being away for a week now in the war, my baby growing gradually inside me, in a few weeks it will start bulging out and more attention will be on me. Getting away seemed even more harder, when Ralph announced my pregnancy with a big celebration in the place and to every ear that seemed to listen, before he left, he appointed numerous guards and maids to me, now I have more people watching my movement, which is why I stayed in m

The morning light streamed in through the grand dining room windows, casting a soft golden glow over the table where the family gathered. The scent of fresh bread, honey, and fruit filled the air, mingling with the rich aroma of tea and coffee. I looked around, seeing the familiar faces of Ralph’s mother, his sisters, and a few relatives. It was a small number since the others were at war, but the presence of family gave me a sense of belonging. It has been a while since we gathered. We sat together in the rare quiet of the morning, a moment of peace I knew I would soon miss. I watched as everyone was busy with their breakfast, the small talks, the smiles exchanged, the little fights from Missy’s twins who sat across the table and Ralph’s mother scolding them but it didn’t always work. Ralph was still away at war. His absence, while heavy on my heart, gave me an odd sense of relief. It felt as though I could breathe easier, not having to explain myself or my plans. The family carrie

CHAPTER 17She ran headlong into the wind, its cold teeth sinking into her skin. But she didn't stop. Couldn't stop. Her feet pounded against the damp forest floor, every step further away from Ralph's torrent palace. Her throat burned, and her stomach cramped from the weight of the child growing inside her–but still, she didn't. Rey–no, Uriel had tasted being captured in her last life and she couldn't let it happen again. She had slipped past the guards during the night when the full moon was at its highest, using the last bit of her magic to cloud their senses. It wouldn't take long before the Lycan king realized that she was gone. And when he did, he would rage and turn the world over to search for her. But she didn't care. Not anymore. She risked it still and made her choiceShe stumbled, breath ragged, one of her hands wrapped protectively over her stomach, teeth clenched. ‘My child will not belong to him.’ She whispered again and again, letting it become her mantra, her fuel

The morning light cast long shadows as the birds tweet into the quiet dawn. Underneath the trees and mist, Uriel knelt by a stream, scrubbing the blood and ash from her trembling hands. The cold crept through her, slowly and steady. She didn't resist. It was better than numbness.Lowell laid in silence behind her, sleeping a restless and fevered sleep in the abandoned cabin close to the northern border of Ember’s pack, his wounds showing little signs of healing. She could feel the stillness in the air. The clock was running down.Uriel hasn’t slept in almost twenty-four hours and it was obvious in her eyes. Her body felt sore. Despite feeling very tired, her mind wouldn't calm down and the baby in her stirred restlessly as if sensing her discomfort, reacting to every step she took.Lowell’s condition is getting better. He rested on an old sleeping mat in a shadowed corner of the cabin. She had done everything she could, but she could feel her strength was fading away. Every breath sh