All Chapters of The Weak Omega's Redemption: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Pay attention, Anna." The sharpness of Thalion's voice sliced through the silence of the old woodland. With an intensity that made me writhe, his glittering eyes pierced me.I inhaled deeply, attempting to calm my pounding heart. Like a coiled spring, the energy in my chest was poised to explode. The air around me was charged with excitement as the other wolves observed, their faces displaying a range of reactions from interest to doubt."You have to keep it under control," Thalion said. "How do you expect to use your power in combat if you can't even channel it in its most basic form?"I felt the warmth of the mark on my arm pulse in sync with my heartbeat as I clenched my fists. "I'm trying," I responded, my voice laced with frustration."Merely trying is insufficient," Thalion yelled. "Feel it. Give it orders. It is yours; you are not its servant."Lucas crossed his arms and stood a few steps away. "She might have an easier time if you didn't give her orders like she was a soldier

His words reverberated in my head. "Close your eyes, Anna," his commands uncompromising. "Take in the energy that surrounds you. Pull it in. Allow it to lead you."I let my eyes drift shut and exhaled slowly. It was like attempting to capture smoke with bare hands, yet the subtle hum of power beneath my skin was growing more familiar. It escaped my grasp, leaving me exhausted and frustrated."Anna!"The sound of Kael's voice caused my eyes to open. His face seemed extremely stern as he ran toward me. Lucas, his face a mask of worry, jogged to catch up behind him."What's happening?" I got to my feet and asked.Kael took a moment to respond. He lowered his voice after taking a quick look over his shoulder to be sure no one else was listening. "Just now, a scout came back. Both of you must hear this."I got a chill from the tightness in his voice. At that moment, Lucas came up to me and briefly touched me with his hand, offering a silent reassurance."Where is Thalion?" Lucas inquired i

The first rays of morning seeped through the canopy, the woodland was strangely calm. The cool morning air caress my skin as I sat by myself on a rock next to the stream. My thoughts raced with uncertainties and anxieties, and sleep had become elusive. I was troubled by the scout's report of Crescent Grove's devastation, and the howl from the night before continued to reverberate in my mind like a gloomy echo.I had been awakened by something else, though—a sensation that was like a whisper calling my name from deep within my chest."Anna."The clearing seemed deserted, but I flinched and spun around. My chest was thumping in my ribcage. "Who is there?"Quiet.I ran a hand through my hair and let out a shaky gasp. Perhaps I was finally feeling the effects of the pressure. However, a wave of energy swept through the air as I turned back toward the stream, and I realized that I was not alone."Anna," the voice repeated, a little lower.

"Lucas!" I called.“I’m here,” he answered, his shirt torn and stained with blood. Relief came over me, but it was short-lived as I took in the exhaustion etched into his face.“What now?” I whispered, my throat tight.“We find Thalion,” he said firmly, though his eyes betrayed his doubt.We proceeded together through the devastation, stepping over fallen bodies and shattered weapons. The pack that had offered us sanctuary, strength, and answers was now in ruins.“There!” Lucas pointed ahead.I followed his gaze and saw Thalion slumped against a jagged boulder, his breathing heavy. His once-imposing form was now a shell of itself, his robes saturated with blood that pooled beneath him.“Thalion!” I cried, running to his side.His eyes flickered open at the sound of my voice. “Anna,” he rasped, his voice scarcely audible.“Don’t try

I snapped awake as the previous night's events suddenly came back to me. The recollection of the growls in the forest and the rush of adrenaline I had when Lucas and I stood together, prepared to face any challenge, made my heart hurt.The stress had been enough to keep us up most of the night, even if the attack never materialized. Lucas was sitting by the now-extinct fire with his back to the wall and his eyes closed when I turned to look at him. His brows were furrowed even while he slept, as if he was still struggling to release the weight that was on us.I pulled the tattered blanket across my shoulders and sat up quietly. Nightshade—Oliver, Maia, and all I had left behind—was on my mind.I was no longer able to run.The choice became like a big stone lodged in my chest. Retaliation was no longer the only factor. It was about liberation and confronting the monster that had ruled every aspect of my existence.I stood, and Lucas open