Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega 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 ?

My eyes went straight to his eyes, and I gulped at the hardness of those orbs. He looked like he was monts 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 sa wrapper, shirtless from the waist up. The beautiful wolf tattoos on his body, made 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 sa.

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

"Bow!"

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

"?" 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 mories 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 , "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 laugh.

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

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

"You were friends with soone 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 , "Why do you claim to know , Oga?"

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

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

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

Since you never t 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 . I’m not so weak Oga that he can treat anyhow he pleases.

He might be muscular now, but that doesn’t an 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 et there. We t 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 ca 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 ?"

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 ti!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, a slut. I might be one, but that doesn’t an that you have the right to call that! I only beca 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 . Though he looked like he was monts from ripping my heart out, the ferocity wasn’t that intense.

"Who the hell are you, little prince?" Storm leaned close to . "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 soone 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 sa character as the ones in Dark Moon.

It could be that each world sses 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 here, he knelt and set his hands as if he were getting ready to accept sothing from soone.

"My prince, I have a ssage 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 ssage? What does the old man want?" Storm sounded bored, not like soone who was about to receive a ssage.

"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 , 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 . But that was the least of my worries. He ripped my polo off my body, leaving naked, in the presence of my best friend.

"No!" I scread.

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

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

"Let go." I cried out.

Storm rubbed his nose before he faced 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 to kneel like I did the day ago, so you can do anything you wish, to ?" 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."