All Chapters of The Omega's Redemption.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Evans’ POV“Can you hurry up with those dishes?” Kim’s voice cut through the silent tension of the pack house kitchen like a sword, making me jolt in fear. The plates in my hands already felt weighty, my fingers trembling as I forced myself to keep working.“Yes, ma’am, I just have a few left.” I replied, keeping my pitch as submissive as possible, my eyes resting on the work at hand to avoid her wrath.I knew better than to test her patience. One more problem, delay or response would involve those hands of her into doing something drastic. The sting of her palm across my cheeks was something I had experienced several times before.Living here in Dawnshade had been more of a nightmare. A life I never choose for myself, yet one I was forced to endure. Sixteen years ago, my life filled with its merriness but was thwarted by the death of my parents. My parents—strong, honorable Gammas—were all I ever had. But that world became a disaster the day they died in that ghastly car crash. F

Evans' POVThe cold air of the pack clunged to my skin as I stepped out of Kian’s chamber, my trembling legs struggling to make its way on the ground, my heart heavier than its normal. The scent of our night together still glued to my skin, mixing with the faint traces of his intoxicating scent that connected us. But there was no warmth left. Only an unbearable and painful hollowness gnawed deep inside of me.He commanded me to leave. No remorse. No hesitation. Just a cruel command that required immediate response, as if what we shared was absurd.The venom of his rejection wasn't immediate—it infiltrated slowly, creeping into my bones as I walked through the silent passages of the packhouse. My fingers clutched at the hem of my clothes, my body throbbing from his touch, my soul shrieking for the mate who had already dismissed me in disdain.“Why didn't he mark me?” Liesendra whimpered inside of me, her presence weak and concerned.I was always aware of Kian’s past—his acts were whi

KIERAN’S POVThe rhythmic scratching of my pen on the paper was the only thing that hung on the room’s silence when the door burst open. My Gamma Ferdinand, rushed in, his breaths gasping in quick not to escape from his lungs. My grip on the pen tightened in what looked like fear at the unexpected intrusion. Ferdinand had never been one to act without a cause.“What is the problem?” I asked, my voice cool but firm.He pressed a hand against my wooden office desk trying to catch his already escaped breath. “Rogues. We found them at the borders of the pack.” A cold sensation swirled thrugh my chest. The last time we had rogue invasion sent Alpha Silver to his current state if paralysis. We couldn't afford another attack, not when our enemies were watching for a flick moment of weakness.“Prepare the warriors for a patrol,” I ordered, rising from my sit. Ferdinand nodded, and within minutes, we were already shifting to oir wolves. I led the patrol team into the thick woods that serve

Kieran POVThe tug of looking for Evans kept throbbing at the back of my ribcage. Not this very moment. But when the scout kept sprawling on the ground below me, his breath running escaping gasps as his eyes rippled with panic, I knew for sure that all wasn't alright.“Beta. Beta….” His words caught in his throat.“What is it? Calm down and talk to me,” I exclaimed, trying to hide the panic that had already started growing deep inside me.“Beta Kieran,” he rasped, bending over to hold the remaining breath in his lungs. “We found something near the western border.”The words sent a shot of jolt down my spine, making me uneasy. I wiped the already forming sweat on my forehead and nodded sharply, signalling for him to continue.“The route to the Nightclaw pack,” he said. “Deep, large footprints. Fresh. And something that doesn't look like rogues. There's something eerie about them.”The thought of Alpha Chris’s paralysis flashed through my mind. Our strong and fierce Alpha who became par