All Chapters of His Mute Omega : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Roman’s P.O.VThe warmth had totally fled from Snow’s body. I held her, my hands trembling with helplessness I had never really known except the day my blood was cursed. No matter how much of my cursed lycan blood I desperately forced past her lips, she remained deathly still, her once-soft skin turning a sickly shade of blue. I pressed my forehead to hers, inhaling a scent that was already fading, slipping through my grasp like fucking smoke. FUCK!The one thing the gods had given me that should have been mine to protect…that could have healed me. And I failed.My grip on her delicate form tightened. The coppery scent of her blood still clung to the air, mingling with the salt of the sea and my rage. That fucking vampire. The bastard had snuck aboard and drained her. And for what? I haven’t had anything to do with vampires for a long time. The last time we discussed was years ago when they were coming to some of the packs on the outskirts of my kingdom and stealing omegas to drain an

Roman’s P.O.VThe world cracked open beneath my feet. She was pregnant. A strangled sound clawed up my throat and I barely held back the bile rising in my mouth. My dead mate was carrying my child. And I didn't know. I hadn’t protected her.A shudder wracked through me. My fingers trembled as I latched onto Eric’s lapels, shaking him hard enough to snap his bones were he human. “Save her!” I rasped, voice barely human. “Please, I’ll give you anything you fucking want.”Eric’s expression didn’t change. It remained cold and detached, barely fucking blinking. It was as if I were talking to a rock. How could he truly be her mate and be this nonchalant? Vampires truly were cold-hearted assholes. Suddenly, with an almost bored slowness, Eric peeled my hands off his jacket lapels. “She’s been dead too long,” he said flatly. “There’s nothing I can do.”No.No.Agony detonated in my chest and a sound I didn’t recognize ripped from my throat. Liga thrashed wildly in my psyche, howling his prot

Snow’s P.O.VFire.It raged inside me, burning through my veins like molten lava, scorching every nerves in its path. I had no mouth to scream through, no voice to beg for it to stop, but inside my head, I shrieked. Louder than I ever had.My body jerked and convulsed. arms flailing wildly, legs trashing against something soft–sheets, maybe? and my back arching as if something inside me was trying to tear me and leap out. The pain was excruciating, an inferno licking every inch of my skin. It felt like my insides were melting, reshaping into something wrong but no matter how much I writhed and begged in my mind for it to stop. It didn’t.I fought against it as hard as I could. I screamed, soundlessly, but all of a sudden, my lungs seized and my muscles locked.Then all at once, I couldn’t move again.The fire burning me alive also vanished and the pain disappeared so suddenly it left a void in its wake, like a terrifying absence of feeling that made my soul ache. My back had been arch

I scrambled to shove the pregnancy test stick deep into the shirt top pocket, before hstily unlocking the bathroom door. Roman’s towering frame filled the doorway and he’d been clearly waiting for me a while. Once i fully opened the door, his eyes swept over me and his frown deepened.Panic surged in my chest and I quickly looked away from him. Had he seen the test?Before I could retreat, his large hand cupped my face, tilting my head up so his piercing gaze locked onto mine. “Why are you crying?”Oh.I lifted trembling fingers to my cheeks, feeling the sticky remants of blood tears dried into flaky streaks. A weak smile tugged at my lips as I wiped at them. ‘Nothing.’ I mouthed at him, shaking my head. ‘I was just overwhlemed.’His eyes narrowed at me and his frown didn’t fade, but the Lycan King didn’t press me further and instead offered me his hand.I hesitated slightly before placing my smaller ones in his and his fingers curled around mine. Holding, his gaze, I begin to slowly

Roman's P.O.VShe entered the dining hall like a dream made flesh, a vision draped in deep blue silk. The fabric clung to her, kissed every curve, and yet, it wasn’t the dress that made my cock harden—it was **her**.Gone was the timid little maid who used to keep her head down and her shoulders hunched. Now, she walked with an unspoken power, an effortless grace that set my wolf on edge. He growled in my mind, **demanding**, *Mine. Ours.*I silenced him with a snarl.This was dangerous.Not just because she was **too beautiful**, but because of the secrets I carried. The ones I **could never** let her uncover.She didn’t know the truth about her resurrection, about what it had cost. She didn’t know the **psycho vampire king** who had brought her back only did so because he wanted something far more valuable in return.Our child.I had felt the shift in her the moment she took her first breath after dying. I had sensed the faint, fragile heartbeat nestled inside her womb. I had watche