Chapter Summary: MY Sale Alpha 191 – An Omega For Sale (Freya) by Internet
In MY Sale Alpha 191, a key moment in the Internet novel An Omega For Sale (Freya), Internet delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
Chapter 191
Chapter 191
Mystery Person POV
I hummed a broken tune as I made my way through the woods. his was my favorite part, walking alone in the most dangerous place at ungodly hours of the night.
Having power of any sorts came with some sort of invisibility that others couldn’t comprehend. I felt on top of the world. No one could see me if I didn’t want them to, or talk to me, or touch me.
It was lonely here for sure, especially since the form I had decided to take was one that wasn’t very appreciated within this particular community but I would be damned if I let it deter me I was this close to my goal, very very close and then it would be all worth it.
Every pain, every suffering, the patience, the fails, every tears, frustration, every single thing that I went through to begin this process and see it through till this time would be worth it.
There was a time where I had been uncertain about how long it would take to finally bring my plans to fruition, there was a time where it didn’t look like it would ever be possible. Then I had moved to counting the weeks, days and now…
There was only a few hours left. In a couple of hours, this pack would be hit by something so strong, even their king would not be able to save them, even the strongest of men that this pack have ever produced would bow before it. I would finally . have that thing that I have always wanted, I would finally win.
I continued my journey deep within the woods, not minding one bit that the rough ground and fallen branches were scraping against my bare feet, not minding the branches that I couldn’t see, wiping me straight in the face. Those things didn’t matter right now.
Finally, I found it.
The one thing that had the power to complete my ritual. The one thing that I needed to take my plans to the next stage.
Kneeling, I carefully picked it out of its place where it had been hidden and tucked among other herbs that would help disguise it to the people who didn’t know exactly what they were looking for, or to the people who knew but were not patient enough to search.
It wasn’t called a rare herb for nothing.
Once I successfully plucked it out, I wrapped it in the linen that had been tucked around my waist and continued my journey. I had one hour to bring this to her or it would be useless
And I would be damned if I let this process get ruined because of a singular, little but most important bit.
I stalked forward, hurrying in my steps. The night was getting darker, proof that the morning was coming.
It was still pretty interesting to me that the night was the darkest just before the light came. It was at this point of the night that the hunters gave up, this was the point where everyone was at their weakest and in their deepest sleep but this was also the shortest part of the night.
It took only a snap and it will all be over. Light would chase away the dread, the prey, the weakness. This was the most crucial part of the night, a part that if one didn’t seize when they had the opportunity, everything they ever worked for could go to hell.
I could see the light coming from the cottage up ahead of me and I hurried towards it. I had spent enough time already and I needed to complete this process before morning came, before my big day!
It took everything in me to not be able to squeal into the night. I was so close to finalizing it all that I could taste victory on the very tip of my tongue.
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But I wasn’t naive, neither wax I foolish. I learnt patience at an cly age but also learnt something else. I learnt to never count my chicks before they hatched. Never ended well for anyone.
I pushed open the wooden door. Darkness greeted me and it was at this point that Lhated not being a werewolf. A sharper
my mission
Sense of vision, hearing and scent might have gone a long way in helping me acc. not being a werewolf. A sharper
I blindly reached for the walls hoping to find a switch and when did, I flipped it on, sighing in relief, when bright light flooded the room.
“You’re late.” The woman that had been sitting in the dark said, making me jump a little.
AD
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