All Chapters of The scent of Omega : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The sound of the cloth rubbing against the polished wood echoed softly in the light-filled room. Ryse was focused, wiping every surface with the meticulousness of a task she knew by heart. She had just finished making the bed, and the perfectly taut white sheets gave the room an immaculate appearance. Here, everything had to be perfect, spotless, without the slightest trace of dust or neglect.She tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear and stepped back a few paces to inspect her work. The large guest room, which hadn't been occupied for months, was now ready. With an automatic gesture, she picked up her bucket and cloth, then headed toward the quiet hallway. Ryse's days were always the same: from morning till night, she took care of the cleaning, the laundry, and sometimes the cooking when help was needed. It was a well-established routine, a discreet existence within this immense house where she had grown up without ever truly belonging.She walked along the corridor with its w

Mrs. Harris placed a hand on her son's shoulder, a flicker of concern in her eyes. "My darling... Is it true? Can you smell her that strongly?" Nigel clenched his jaw, trying to sort through his thoughts. He was an alpha. This kind of reaction wasn't normal.And yet... something inside him screamed that Ryse was a problem.A problem he had to eliminate before she destroyed everything he had built.Nigel was still struggling to catch his breath. His heart pounded furiously in his chest, and the lingering nausea showed no signs of abating. Mrs. Harris placed a firm hand on his arm. "Nigel... talk to me. What's wrong?" He remained silent for a moment, staring blankly ahead. Then, he clenched his fists, his jaw tightening as he tried to contain what he had been suppressing for years. “I can’t…” His voice was hoarse, broken. “I can’t stand the smell of omega pheromones anymore.” Mrs. Harris and Eloise exchanged a surprised look.“What?” Eloise breathed, incredulous. Nigel closed his eyes f

Ryse took a discreet breath before approaching.“Good morning, Madam. Good morning, Mr. Nigel, Miss Eloise.” Her voice was calm, polite, exactly as it should be. But as she placed the teapot in front of Mrs. Harris, her gaze instinctively drifted to Nigel. He wasn’t looking at her. Not even a glance.He was simply staring at his plate, his jaw clenched, as if her mere presence were unbearable.Ryse gave nothing away and continued serving. She placed a plate of pastries in front of Eloise, who thanked her with a polite smile. Then she reached out to Nigel to refill her cup of coffee.That’s when he exploded.A sharp crack echoed through the room as he slammed his fist down on the table, making the silverware rattle. “I don’t want this!” he snapped. A heavy silence fell over the room. Mrs. Harris immediately put down her cup, a flash of authority passing through her eyes.“Nigel, what does this attitude mean?” But Nigel ignored her, sitting up abruptly in his chair. His burning gaze fin