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85. The Unwilling Candidate
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[Myra] What can an omega dream of in this Supernatural world which strictly follows hierarchy? Maybe finding a mate who is loving, or living a life without being beaten into submission. But becoming a Royal? Becoming a Queen? Maybe not. At least I did not have any such dream. I dreamt of a loving mate, a life free of slavery. But that is not what I got, not at the beginning at least. My parents left me or rather were forced to leave me behind while their lives were sucked out. “What are you thinking?” Violet asks me with a light pat on my shoulder. I blink out of my thoughts and shake my head. It’s nothing serious after all, not anymore. “I swear, this dress was probably waiting for you,” Violet mutters as she straightens whatever crease was still visible even if a little. My gaze flickers back to my reflection — the red gown goes well with my pale skin. The sweetheart neckline and the off-shoulder straps, highlight my collarbone while the cinched corset style of the top makes my
Omega Turned Royal 87. The Nocturnal Wedding Pt 2
[Myra]Jamie fills the silence with his non-stop chatter and it is a welcoming respite. Viola sits beside me in companionable silence, occasionally replying to Jamie’s quips with her own retorts and sometimes joking. It’s a short journey and yet it feels stretched out. I feel sweat trickle down the nape of my neck, trickling down the spine. I shift a little and Viola immediately turns her attention towards me. “Should I crank up the AC?” Jamie asks, glancing at me through the rearview mirror. I nod. “That would be great.” The make-up is a water-based one so one less worry about sweating away the hard work Viola had done. Out of the blue, another image crosses my mind like a memory long-forgotten. I see the glimpse of a castle at night and realise that Damian and suddenly I realise that what is now Andrew’s mansion, used to be our temporary home centuries ago. My throat closes at the thought. My fingers flex around the handle of a clutch purse. “Are you okay? Your heart is terribly
Omega Turned Royal 88. An Omega Becomes a Royal
[Damian] King. The Vampire king. That is what the former King uttered while placing the crown on my head. The weight of the golden crown and the powers seep into my skin as Elder Lana reads the decree, the responsibilities that entail the role. My eyes wander to my parents who look proud, to Melissa who stands grinning and towards my werewolf friends, who smile when our gazes meet. My gaze wanders to my mate, who is more nervous than I am even if she appears to be calm. She stands poised and beautiful. Mine. Possessiveness curls around my dead heart. The echo of these emotions has increased ever since she became my mate. I wonder once again what my earlier self would have felt if he got the chance to become the King. If he was given the chance to rule with his mate? But it is rhetorical, isn’t it? Because we are the same. Myra’s eyes flicker to mine when she senses my gaze on her. Her eyes widen infinitesimally before her cheeks tint pink when she looks at the intent behind my gaz
Omega Turned Royal 89. The Role of a High King
[Celie] “Looking at him won’t change the inevitable.” I am startled by Andrew’s voice. I am not this oblivious. However, today can be exempted considering the whirlwind of stuff that happened and culminated to this day. I shoot a mild glare at him before turning back to look at the King who will probably be a memory when the sun rises next. “Go bother Alexandra,” I mutter as I lean back on the couch, a glass of deer’s blood in my hand. My taste buds have adjusted to the smell and taste miraculously. Alexandra said that it will take a while before I can go back to having ‘human’ food. I can’t wait. Instead of doing what I suggested and going to Alexandra’s room, he takes a seat beside me. My heart doesn’t flutter but I feel a knot form in my stomach. His presence has always done that. “How do you feel about your new position?” he asks. I shrug. “I’ll manage. I will give Damian a hell of a time.” I am not even kidding. That man will pay for what he did today. Only because today
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I lay on the muddy forest floor, my limbs lax. I shook uncontrollably, trying to calm my wolf. Why did the Moon Goddess hate me so much? Why could never have something that I’ve always wanted according to my wish? Why?A sob escaped my lips, unbidden. Pre-monsoon showers had started, but I did not have the strength nor the desire to get up and run back to the pack house. What’s the use? Even if I take my last breath here, no one will care? Especially not my mate.I could feel the raindrops soaking my clothes, chilling my bones. I could hear the rumble of the clouds, but I didn’t want to leave. I drew my knees closer, curling up as my tears mingled with the rain.Fate had never been kind to me and it seems that it never will. The creature I hated the most, the one whose kin was res
Omega Turned Royal 1. Life of an Omega
MyraThere are nights when I fall asleep from being tired. Some nights I take painkillers to numb the dull ache of the bruises that I receive from various members of my pack and then there are sleepless nights that leave me restless and results in me being sluggish the following day. I sit upon the old springy mattress that I have been benevolently given to sleep in and stand up.Taking a sleeping medicine that the pack doctor had slipped into my pocket secretly a few months ago wasn’t an option at this hour. I stare out of the small attic window into the inky black forest. What woke me up? Why can’t I remember the dreams or nightmares that lead me to wake up with a sweat-drenched body? I feel the dull throb in my temples and I hate this.Walking around or pacing about in this small room will definitely wake someo
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MyraHe approached me as I stood motionless. His eyes looked predatory and gait confident. I couldn’t even twitch a finger as he ducked his head and inhaled my scent. “Sweet,” he murmured in a lilting tone, making me shudder. Akira whimpered in my head as he chuckled. I clenched my fists. “Had you been another wolf, you would have been dead by now. Since you, unfortunately, happen to be my mat-”“I, Myra Winters of Blackwood Pack, reject you as my mate.” Silence, oppressing and heavy, followed after I finished saying the one sentence that I had vowed to not utter in my life. Each word felt like a knife dipped in wolfsbane, slicing a piece of my heart slowly. My fingernails dug into my palm as I tried to endure my wolf’s heart-wrenching howls.His gaze remained on me with a look of sur
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