The Alpha's forbidden omega mate - Chapter 250: Chapter 250

Marcus POV:
Flashback:
"Leave, Vivian. And don't come back."
My words were cold and harsh, echoing in my study.
The familiar scent of pine and leather, the scent of my Alpha power, was a bitter reminder of the control I craved, a mask hiding the pain and emptiness I felt ever since she left.
Vivian.
My mate.
My Luna.
The she-wolf who'd stolen my heart, then shattered it, leaving behind shards of pain and the bitter taste of failure.
She stood before me, her hair shining in the moonlight.
Her blue eyes, usually so bright and full of life, were now clouded with sadness, reflecting the love we'd shared, a bond I’d broken, a destiny I'd rejected.
“Marcus, please,” she whispered, her voice breaking my heart.
“Don’t do this. Don’t push me away. We can… we can fix this. We can be… a family.”
"There’s nothing to fix, Vivian.” My voice was rough with pain.
I couldn't even look at her.
Her lavender and vanilla scent, once so comforting, now intensified the ache in my chest, the emptiness I'd felt since she threatened to leave, to take our son away from me, from the pack, from his destiny.
“You made your choice. You chose… them… over me, over our son, over the pack. Now you have to live with the consequences.”
“They’re not… them, Marcus. They’re us. They’re part of our pack. They deserve our protection, our respect, our…”
“They’re weak, Vivian!” I roared, slamming my fist on the desk.
Anger, fear, and insecurity raged within me, a storm I couldn't control.
“They’re a liability. A threat to our strength, to our future. Omegas… they’re just… breeders. Tools to be used, to be controlled. They’re not… equals. They’ll never be… equals.”
My words, harsh and cruel, hung in the air, creating a chasm between us.
They reflected the darkness that had twisted my heart, the legacy of pain I was desperate to escape, the fear I couldn’t control.
I saw the hurt in Vivian’s eyes, the disappointment, the betrayal.
It mirrored my own pain and shame, knowing I was pushing her away, driving her toward those rogues, those traitors who’d filled her head with foolish ideas of equality and compassion, a world where omegas weren't subservient.
It’s their fault, this… this distance between us. They’ve poisoned her against me, against the pack, against our… destiny.
The Kezrach larva, a parasite that had infected my bloodline generations ago, whispered its dark thoughts in my mind, amplifying my fear and anger.
Omegas are weak, Marcus. They’re a threat to your power, to your legacy. You have to control them. Dominate them. Break them.
“You’re wrong, Marcus,” Vivian said, her voice soft but firm, challenging my authority.
“Omegas are not weak. They’re not… lesser. They’re… they’re just… different. They have a strength… a power… that you Alphas… can’t even… comprehend.”
“Don’t lecture me about strength, Vivian,” I growled, my amber eyes burning with a fire fueled by the Kezrach larva.
I was consumed by a need to control, to dominate.
“You’re an omega. You’re meant to submit. To obey. To… breed. That’s your purpose. Your… destiny.”
“And what about love, Marcus?” Her voice was a whisper now, filled with a sadness that made my heart ache.
“Where does love fit into… your vision of the world? Of our… future?”
“Love?” I scoffed.
The word tasted like poison, a reminder of my own inability to feel, to connect, to love.
“Love is a… distraction, Vivian. A weakness. A… a… liability. It has no place in a world where… survival depends on… strength. On… power. On… dominance.”
“You’re wrong, Marcus.” Her words were quiet but firm, challenging my very core.
My wolf snarled, wanting to silence her, to break her.
“Love is… everything, Marcus. It’s what makes us… human. It’s what… binds us together. It’s what… gives us… hope.”
She paused, her blue eyes meeting mine, filled with sadness, longing, and a love that mirrored my own, a reflection of the bond we once shared, the connection I had severed.
“You’re afraid of love, Marcus,” she whispered.
Her words pierced the armor around my heart, the walls I had built to protect myself from the vulnerability of loving her.
“You’re afraid of… losing control. Of… being… weak.”
Her words, a truth I couldn’t deny, mirrored the dark whispers of the Kezrach larva, the fear that had consumed me, the need for control that had poisoned our love.
“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about, Vivian,” I stammered, my voice betraying my insecurity.
She had seen through my facade, glimpsed the monster lurking within me.
“Get out, Vivian,” I said coldly, pushing her away, hiding from the love and regret that threatened to shatter me.
“Just… leave. Go back to… to them. To the… the rogues who poisoned your mind. This pack… this family… doesn't need you. We’re… better off… without you.”
“But what about… Rowan, Marcus?” Her voice broke, a reminder of the son we shared, the bond that connected us, a love I had tried to claim as my own, a possessiveness fueled by the darkness within me.
“What about… our Pup?”
“He’s a Magnus, Vivian,” I said, my voice a growl, avoiding her eyes, unable to face the pain they held.
“He’s… my son. He doesn’t need… an omega. He doesn’t need… you.”
She hesitated, tears welling up in her eyes.
I felt a reflection of her pain, the love I had rejected, the bond I had broken, the future I had destroyed.
“You’re wrong, Marcus,” she whispered, her voice firm, speaking a truth I knew deep down was right.
“He needs you. He needs me. He needs… love. And if you… if you can’t give him that… then I… I have to take him… away from this… this darkness. This… prison.”
“You’re not taking him anywhere, Vivian!” I roared, my wolf snarling, his claws wanting to stop her, to control her, to possess her.
“He’s mine, Vivian! Mine! And you’re… you’re nothing but a… a…”
The words died in my throat.
I saw my monstrous behavior, the ugliness I had become, a reflection of the darkness that had consumed me. Shame washed over me.
“Just… go, Vivian,” I whispered, my voice broken with guilt and regret.
“Just… leave. And… and take your… your love… your… compassion… your… weakness… with you.”
I watched her turn and walk away, her scent a fading memory of a love betrayed, a bond broken, a destiny denied.
As the door closed, the silence was deafening, reflecting the emptiness inside me.
A single tear escaped, a tear of grief and regret, for the love I had lost.
Alone in the darkness, crushed by the weight of my choices, knowing I had pushed her away, I made a desperate vow, a prayer to a force I didn’t understand.
I’ll find you, Vivian, my wolf howled mournfully, echoing my broken heart.
I’ll fix this. I’ll make things right. I promise.
But even as I vowed to find her, a chilling certainty, a premonition of approaching darkness, whispered in my mind.
“It’s too late, Marcus,” the voice of the Kezrach larva hissed, reminding me of the darkness I had embraced, the power I had craved, the control that had twisted my love. “You’ve already… lost her.”
Years later, I stood in the ruins of the spirit realm, surrounded by the stench of blood and magic.
The memory of Vivian’s scent, a phantom touch, reminded me of the love I'd denied, the bond I’d broken.
Regret and grief washed over me, a realization of my mistakes, the path I had chosen.
“She was right, wasn't she?” my wolf whimpered, his voice reflecting my shattered soul. “She was right… about everything.”
I had been a fool, a coward, blinded by insecurity and the whispers of the Kezrach larva.
The darkness had poisoned my heart, twisting my love into a need for control. I had pushed her away, believing I was protecting her, making her strong.
But I had only made her vulnerable. I had made us weak.
And now… now she was gone.
Taken by a darkness I had helped unleash, a sorcerer who craved her power.
“It’s my fault, isn't it?” my wolf howled, mourning our lost love, our broken destiny. “I’ve failed her. Just like I failed… Vivian.”
But as despair threatened to consume me, a new resolve ignited within.
A fierce determination, fueled by the embers of my denied love, sparked a hope that refused to be extinguished.
“I won’t fail you again, Vivian,” I whispered, vowing to fight against the darkness that had taken her, that threatened everything.
“I’ll find her. I’ll bring her back. And I’ll avenge… everything.”