Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega
Chapter 95: We’ve met before

Chapter 95: We’ve met before

My eyes trailed down his yummy body before it went further up. Had this been how Ray was back in our first world, I would have dated him...

Shit, what the hell am I thinking about?

How can I think of another man when my Storm, the father of my babies, is back on the black moon, waiting for me?

My eyes went straight to his eyes, and I gulped at the hardness of those orbs. He looked like he was moments from throwing anyone down the house — however long that might be.

I stood like a fool, with my eyes trained on him. And I would have stayed that way had Storm not coughed. I instantly turned my focus on him.

Just like the day ago, he’s still putting on the same wrapper, shirtless from the waist up. The beautiful wolf tattoos on his body, made me wish to run my hand through them and trace it.

I gulped.

Brys, you need to get a hold of yourself! You can’t think of him like that. He only looks like your Storm, but he’s not the same.

Yet, I can’t help but steal glances at a man who looked like he intended to kill me should I misstep.

"Bow!"

He growled in that voice of his that never ceased to send shivers down my spine.

"Me?" I glanced around.

"Yes."

"Why should I?" I folded my arms and glared at him. "I’m a prince."

At least that was what they said I am. I don’t ever recall being one. I just left Dark Moon and found myself here with no memories of the past host.

He growled, looking more and more like a ferocious beast getting ready to devour any who stands in his way.

Ray took a step towards me, "Kneel."

I stared at him, trying to compare him to the Ray I was familiar with. They don’t look alike, almost like the opposite of who he was.

"Who are you? Still Ray?" I casually asked.

He looked taken aback when he heard my question. The comical expression on his face almost made me laugh.

"How did you know my name?" He snarled at me, taking threatening steps towards me.

"Well," I shrugged. "We used to be good friends, you see. I know you don’t —"

"You were friends with someone from Amal?" Rain growled at him. "How dare you?!"

Oh, oh.

What the hell is going on here?

"No! I don’t even know who he is." Ray glared at me, "Why do you claim to know me, Omega?"

"Omega?" I scoffed. "Aren’t you an Omega too?" I folded my arms and glared at him.

He gasped, sharing looks with Storm before he turned to face me. "Who the hell are you? How did you know about me?" He looked intimidating.

"Like I said, we were friends, Ray. You might have forgotten me..."

Since you never met me in this world. I guess we are strangers to each other.

"Forgotten?" He closed the distance between us, and wrapped his hand tightly around my neck, pressing hard. "Who the hell are you?!"

"Your friend?" I pursed my lips, ready to kick him to the curb should he try to strangle me. I’m not some weak Omega that he can treat anyhow he pleases.

He might be muscular now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t kick him should I wish to do so.

He slowly unwrapped his hand around my neck, "I have never been to Amal before."

"We didn’t meet there. We met at... Umm... a forest! Yes, a forest!"

I didn’t call Dark Moon because I don’t know what will happen if I tell people of this world about the one I came from. Will it cause a problem?

"A forest?" Storm glared at his back. "What were you doing with him in a forest? Were you colliding with the enemy?"

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Ray yelled into my face. "How the hell did you get to know about me?"

I shrugged, "take it or leave it. I know the scent of your pheromones is Pineapple. You don’t like bathing in cold water because it scratches you. You love eating rare steak, yet, you won’t be caught dead telling others about it.

You love sleeping in, almost all the damned time!"

I listed out a few of the things I know about my roommate, shocking not only him but Storm, who was looking at me as if I’m some sort of alien.

He rose from his throne and closed the distance between us, while Ray watched me with a complicated expression on his face.

"But... I have never met you before now!"

"I know." I shrugged, "you don’t recognize me because it has been long, Ray."

"Don’t you dare call me by that! You are just a slut!"

And there it is. Thrown around carelessly, but has a more profound meaning. He’s trying to downgrade me by saying such harsh words to me.

"Yeah, a slut. I might be one, but that doesn’t mean that you have the right to call me that! I only became one to save my neck. Is there anything wrong with that?" I challenged him.

"You —"

Storm raised his right palm and that shut him up very fast. He gulped and glanced back at Storm before he turned to me. Though he looked like he was moments from ripping my heart out, the ferocity wasn’t that intense.

"Who the hell are you, little prince?" Storm leaned close to me. "What else do you know?"

"Aside from the fact your pheromones scent is Orange? I know it changes with your mood. What else....you love to sleep in, but claim it helps your health? You love Strawberries and you hate it when someone else tries to dictate your life."

There is one thing I learned since I walked in here. Aside from a change of personality, both Storm and Ray have the same character as the ones in Dark Moon.

It could be that each world messes them up.

Storm frowned, "who told you all this, slut?" He sneered in my face.

"I just know."

I’ve lived with you guys for a long. Why won’t I know most things about you?

He frowned, "you —"

A knock on the door interrupted him. He turned his glare to the door when it opened after the third knock.

A guard hastened into the room. Like the one who brought me here, he knelt and set his hands as if he were getting ready to accept something from someone.

"My prince, I have a message from your father, the king of the kingdom of Thalma." He bowed low to the ground and raised his head, still with his hand outstretched.

"A message? What does the old man want?" Storm sounded bored, not like someone who was about to receive a message.

"Your return, my prince. There is a festival going on in the Kingdom. He needs you to be there."

Storm scoffed, "and if I don’t?"

The guard raised his head. "My prince, you have to be —"

The words died in his throat when a knife found its way to his chest, thrown by none other but Storm.

I gasped at how precise his shot was. The man fell on the floor, dead, with his blood pooling around his body.

"What did you just —"

The words froze in my throat when he wrapped his hand tightly around my neck, and leaned close to me, with his breath fanning my neck.

"This will be your fate one day, slut. When I get tired of your hole, I will put a knife through your chest." He licked my ear, sucking it into his mouth before he bit down hard on it.

A scream tore through my throat at the pain that went through me. But that was the least of my worries. He ripped my polo off my body, leaving me naked, in the presence of my best friend.

"No!" I screamed.

I headbutted him, hard enough to get him to let go of me.

"Bitch!" He growled while Ray held me back, with my hands tightly joined at my back, so I can only thrash.

"Let me go." I cried out.

Storm rubbed his nose before he faced me with his blue eyes dark in anger. He looked like he was barely suppressing himself. The darkness in his eyes was enough to take my breath away.

He closed the distance between us and leaned down. "You weren’t this stubborn yesterday. What happened to you today? Thought you can act anyhow you wish?"

"Why? Do you wish me to kneel like I did the day ago, so you can do anything you wish, to me?" I snarled at him.

"Hmm." He smirked, "I love the fire in your eyes. It will be great to break you," he leaned down and kissed my left cheek before he turned to face Ray. "Return him to my quarters, and keep him confined until I get there."

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