Omega: Reborn Without Becoming Innocent

CHAPTER SIX

LOCATION: BLOOD MOON PACK

NYRA OF BLOOD MOON PACK

"Nyra?" He queried, furrowing his brows in confusion. "What sort of dream is that? The only Nyra I know is the Blood Moon Pack's queen, King Derula's mate," he said, while she sounded more confused. But she knew what she saw in that dream; she knew how she looked in that dream.

"Apologize to her this minute, Nyra."

"Derula," she remembered herself calling that name. "Derula, you don't mean I should..."

"What do you think I mean?" He sounded harsh while she screeched, her chest feeling heavy. She was burning so high even when this was just a dream; she felt her heart shaking with disgust and disdain, yet she couldn't speak. She lowered her head in a small bow.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable..."

"You didn't only make me uncomfortable; you made me nearly lose my child because of you," Eidlene whined, almost breaking down in tears as she turned to Derula, who was there to console her. And she, as invisible as a needle whose world was thrown into a haystack, had no clue on how to be found, claimed, or even needed. Does that mean that her times with Derula are forever over? When she haven't even figured out having a life that didn't belong to Derula.

All she did since she came into the pack was beg for approval, beg to be recognized, beg for her name to be spoken more than once. She wanted her fame to supersede as nothing but Derula's woman, Derula's queen. How will she start now? How will she start building her reputation now?

"Queen Nyra is really doomed down," she heard someone whisper as Derula led Eidlene away without even looking back, without stopping to snap her back to reality to indicate that all of this was a dream and never real. Could never be real...

"Is she even our queen now? Aren't you seeing our new queen at Derula's side? She's more or less a waste now."

"Don't you think this is better for the pack? If only she can leave us and stop gracing us with her presence too, we will be okay."

Nyra heard all of that and she dared not break down and cry. She walked away, heading towards the room she shared with Derula.

"What are you doing here?" Derula suddenly asked. He was half naked with Eidlene unclad and on top of the bed, frowning like a pest had come in again to disrupt her peace, especially now that she had an important conversation to have with King Derula.

"Uh..."

"This room doesn't belong to you anymore. I had my betas remove your things and move them to the guest room."

"Already?"

"What do you mean by already? You still think you have a place here?" he said, while Nyra's heart broke more, shaking with more pain than it could ever imagine. He seemed to sense it. "If you chose to stay and share, you know you have to accommodate Eidlene. She's the new bride and she's pregnant; she needs all the care she can get. You wouldn't know how that is since you have never had a baby before."

Was the last part supposed to sting, or comfort her, or make her feel better? She had no idea, but she smiled anyway. She smiled like that was the only option she had left.

"Alright, I will leave the two of you then to have fun," she said. She turned around, grabbed the doors, and came out, closing them behind her and pausing for a moment as it felt like her heart were being shaped like ice.

"I don't like her and I don't know what she's still doing here! You told me you'd get her out of my sight when I move into the palace. How come she's still here and you're still accommodating her!" Nyra heard the sharp yelling of Eidlene's voice.

"It's just for some time. You know she has no one else to rely on if not me. I can't just take her out into the street when she knows no one except me."

Just how did she make her life revolve around one person? King Derula?

Her legs led her away slowly, without bowing down to the exhaustion or the feelings. She dragged her feet to the supposed guestroom where she thought she would meet her things.

"This is not the room our king sent your stuff to," a maid instructed, running her eyes over her with no atom of the respect she used to have for the queen. "It's the one across the hall, just by the garden."

Nyra smiled and then nodded, dragging her feet to the end of the hallway. She opened the door of the guest room and the sheer darkness of the room made her heart stop. She gasped, her legs freezing as her eyes fed into the darkness. She clicked on the switch and the mess of the room nearly made her choke. The dust, the spider webs, the way her things were littered everywhere... in a room like this?!

She bit her lower lip. This is not the time to break; this is not the time to cry about injustice when there was no justice for her in the first place. Someone can only complain of how unfair it is when they've met fairness. She hadn't met that, so how could she say she's been treated unfairly?

She sighed and walked in, dusting and cleaning. She transformed the entire space into something sparkling, something that she didn't see hours before.

She took a shower and got to lie on her bed, the only peace she could find after all that had happened to her through the day, until her eyes drifted into sleep. She went to those familiar dreams where she always escaped, the dreams that made her not feel entirely worthless; a different world where she was everything she had wished to become.

"Navine was not found in the pack, Lyzara." The man who was the most handsome man, even more than Derula, stepped into the dream, towering over her as her face contorted with more confusion.

"There's no way you can tell me that Navine is not in the pack."

"Instead of worrying about Navine or dreams, why don't you worry about me more? Hm?" he asked, stepping closer to her. "You need to take a rest. I'm having a meeting with the councils. I don't want you barging in like you did last time. If you have some spare time, try taking your lessons on shooting arrows more seriously."

He turned to leave while she grabbed a hold of his hand.

"You really don't think... we... should consummate our marriage?"