All Chapters of Twins Fate: The Useless Omega's Awakening : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The atmosphere in the camp felt strained, heavier than normal. Wolves averted their eyes, their whispers halting suddenly as I got closer. My stomach twisted as discomfort enveloped me like a thick mist. Something felt off. “Daisy, hold on!” Rowan shouted, running up to me. His typical carefree smile was absent. "You've experienced it as well, right?" I took a quick look at him. "The murmurs?" The gazes? Absolutely. "What is happening?" He paused, his jaw clenching. "They're claiming... they're claiming that someone within the pack is collaborating with the rogues." "That there's a double-crosser." I abruptly came to a halt. "What did you say?" My tone was sharper than I meant it to be, causing a few wolves nearby to flinch. “Lower your voice,” Rowan whispered, taking me aside. “We have no idea who might be eavesdropping.” I crossed my arms. "Who is facing accusations?" His quietness revealed it all to me. I stepped back, squinting my eyes. "You're the one, right?" Rowan jerke

The atmosphere was so taut it felt as if it could be cut with a claw. All the wolves in the pack assembled in the clearing, their eyes fixed on Rowan, who was positioned at the center of the circle. Chains secured his wrists, yet he did not resist them. He stood upright, his piercing gaze scanning the crowd as if challenging someone to be the first to speak. “You’re all making an error,” Rowan stated, his tone steady yet laced with firmness. "I did not turn against the pack." "How do you account for this then?" Dahlia moved ahead, presenting the incriminating proof, a map of our patrol paths, annotated with unauthorized symbols. Her voice oozed with sarcasm. “Discovered conveniently concealed in your lair.” "That doesn't belong to me!" Rowan shot back, glaring at her. "You sowed it." A wave of disbelief moved across the crowd, soon followed by whispers and grumbles. My father lifted a hand, quieting everyone. “That's enough,” he ordered, his tone allowing for no disagreement. His

The night seemed denser than normal, the atmosphere in the Silvermoon archives laden with the aroma of aged paper and subtle hints of dust. Shadows danced on the walls while the lone lantern I had ignited emitted a faint light. My fingers shook as I turned the fragile pages of an old ledger, my thoughts racing with each new word. The warning from the rogue still resounded in my thoughts. They're arriving... all that you cherish. I required answers, and I required them quickly. If the rogues weren't our true foe, then who could it be? “Let's go,” I whispered quietly, moving a stack of faded documents aside. The family documents were expected to be located here, concealed within centuries of Silvermoon heritage. My mother, Amelia, was mentioned in several ledgers, yet the details were ambiguous, merely listing dates of ceremonies, births, and pack alliances. After that, I discovered it. A tiny, leather-covered notebook hidden behind a pile of worn-out scrolls. My heart raced when I l

Aside from the faint rustling of leaves in the wind, the clearing beside the river was hauntingly quiet. Extended, bony shadows stretched across the ground as the moonlight seeped through the trees. As I entered the open area, my heart pounded loudly as I looked around for the renegade leader Fenris.“On time,” spoke a voice from the darkness. I stiffened, my claws eager to unsheathe, but I restrained myself. Fenris emerged into the moonlight, his demeanor authoritative even with his rugged look. His eyes, keen and piercing, seemed as if they could look straight through me. "You're Daisy," he stated, his tone calm. “The worthless Omega who has succeeded in turning the whole pack upside down.” “Delightful opener,” I responded, maintaining a steady tone. "You pulled me out here, Fenris." “What is it that you desire?” He angled his head, his lips forming a slight smile. "I desire what your mother desired, a future for every wolf." "However, we must first discuss the danger that is pu

The moon rested low in the sky, casting an unsettling light over the woods while Fenris wandered in front of me. His actions were fidgety, his keen eyes glancing at every sound in the foliage. It felt as if he was anticipating something, or someone. “Just say it, Fenris,” I retorted, folding my arms. "You’ve been restless since the assault." "What is it that you aren't sharing with me?" He halted suddenly, his eyes fixating on me. “Do you want the truth, Daisy?” he snarled. "Okay." The wolves responsible for this refer to themselves as The Forgotten. "The Overlooked?" Mira, a short distance off, repeated the name, her forehead creasing. “Who are those individuals?” I requested. Fenris paused, his jaw clenching. "They are exiled individuals." Wolves expelled from their packs for being excessively dangerous, overly ambitious, too... unique. They have joined forces throughout the years, driven by a single objective: vengeance. "Revenge against whom?" Fenris' look grew grim. “Every