All Chapters of The Omega's Redemption.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kieran’s POVLike an iron collar, the Nightclaw Alpha's mistrust weighed heavily on me. The pack was a broken entity, trapped between awe, dread, and the harsh truth of the war that was drawing nearer and nearer ever since the battle, when Evans' mark had blazed and wolves had bowed before her voice. Evans was at the centre of it all. She was evolving. In the energy that crackled around her, invisible yet sensed by every wolf that dared to stand too close, as well as in the way she carried herself, her shoulders squared as though she were carrying the weight of something invisible. In the past, I had witnessed her retreat, repressing whatever supernatural force was residing within her. Now, though? It was now becoming lost in the cracks. The pack sensed it, too. The Nightclaw Alpha, Gregor, strode in front of me in the dark council chamber, his annoyance obvious. "Kieran, you run the danger of being here. It's worse with Evans around. You expect me to let her stay

Kieran’s POVI didn't hesitate when I heard the crash coming from Evans' chambers. My instincts sharpened as I tore down the corridors, my wolf charging forward. My stomach twisted into knots as the air was filled with the smell of blood. Evans dodged a dagger as I threw the door open, her golden eyes blazing with fury and strength.In the little candlelight, two shadowy creatures hovered above her. I knew it was her fault that one was already falling, but the other was relentless.The assassin was too quick. Too talented. He aimed his flashing blade toward her throat, seeing her eyes from the flick seconds already closed for the acceptance of defeat. I shrieked. “No!”I made a lunge at the figure.I tackled him in the middle of his blow, and a savage snarl tore from my breast. We rolled over jagged wooden splinters and smashed onto the floor. He got up fast and flipped over, but I was there immediately, my fists swinging, hitting his ribs with a crack that made my stomach turn.

Chapter 55: The Eclipse’s WarningKieran’s POV “But what do you really do?” I asked the figure who by Evans was the *Eclipse Coven*He let out a guttural grin. “You act as though you don't know.” “I have passed the message to your leaders already.” he said, his tone stern and brave.I could feel the stench of every word. Every movement that seemed powerful as I couldn't dominate or gain control over the situation. “And….”“...And.” the warm smirk remained on his lips. “Oh! Don't worry. You will know soon.” He said, turning out towards the window when a knock hit at the door.“Beta Kieran!” A delta guard called from the other side of the door. “I have been looking for you and luckily I found you.”I lost patience from the guards words. “Just shut up! What do you want?” My voice was loud and stern.The figure called before flying through the window. “Goodbye beta Kieran! I will see you soon.” He said, before letting out a dark laugh.I darted my eyes back to the door. “And who is calli

Kieran’s POV I was disturbed by the mark on Evans' wrist, holding her wrist in awe and curiosity. “Any visions again?” I asked her.“Yes. I had one that was deadly.” “And it was about you.”“Me. What business do I have with your Queen's visions and dreams?” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Her eyes furrowed for a flick moment as she shrugged. “You were in danger, Kieran. You were bound and set to be killed by strange people.”I chuckled, ignoring her words as my eyes rested on her burnt wrist. “You are just a day-dreamer girl.” I said, parting her back. “That can't happen. I am the great Beta Kieran.”“Kieran, my dreams…..” I was interrupted by his hoarse voice.“Let's just forget about that and focus on the real thing. What's the meaning of the strange mark time on your wrist?” I asked, my voice stern and unwavering.The image was still etched in my memory as I stood outside the war chamber. As though branded by the Moon Goddess herself, the ancient, twisted symbol seared in

Kieran’s POV As I paced outside the Nightclaw council chamber, the air was heavy with the smell of moist ground and burning wood. Within, the elders discussed the outcome of Evans' trial in quiet tones, which were a mixture of fear and respect. I balled my fists. Beneath my flesh, my wolf skulked, restless and uncomfortable. Evans had gone through the sacred ordeal, and I had seen her stumble through images that made her relive her worst nightmares. She had seen me standing over her body at the conclusion of it. When she came out, her mark throbbing on her wrist, her breathing ragged, her eyes locked onto mine. The unspoken words between us had been more powerful than any blade, even yet she had remained silent. Did I really have to betray her? The doors of the chamber creaked open, and the Nightclaw Alpha, Cedric, stepped out first, his face carved from stone. His piercing golden eyes locked onto mine, unreadable. Behind him, Briony and the other elders followed, their exp