I Am Not An Omega, I Am The Queen Of The Deep Sea Chapter 07

I Am Not An Omega, I Am The Queen Of The Deep Sea Chapter 07

Meanwhile, I was dealing with troublemakers at 

the bottom of the ocean. 

I flicked my tail. The current I created flipped the 

biggest jellyfish over. I stabbed it with my trident 

for good measure. 

The rest scattered in every direction. 

“Your Majesty, are you alright?” Cassian swam up 

to me, his amber eyes full of concern. 

“Why wouldn’t I be?” I wiped slime off my trident. 

“It was just jellyfish.” 

Cassian stayed right beside me, not moving an 

inch. 

I turned to look at him. “Cassian, can you back off a little? You’re starting to remind me of Vaelor’s bodyguards.” 

Cassian’s face darkened. “Don’t compare me to that hairy land mammal.” 

“Okay, okay, I won’t.” I kept swimming. 

He kept following. 

After about five minutes, I couldn’t take it 

anymore. “How long are you going to keep this 

up?” 

Cassian was quiet for a few seconds. Then he 

said in a low voice, “I’m afraid you’ll fall in love with another species.” 

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m not that easy. And 

honestly, no one in the ocean is as hot as Vaelor.” 

Cassian’s face went completely black. He swam in 

front of me, blocking my way. 

“You still think that hairy land mammal is hot?” His 

voice went up an octave. “He lost you, and now he’s putting on this big dramatic act of longing. It’s 

disgusting!” 

“Acting?” I frowned. “How do you know? Did you go check on land?” 

“I was monitoring the coastline.” His voice was muffled. “But that was to prevent a second siren from going to land. Wolves are evil creatures. I had to make sure no other sirens got tricked by them.” 

“The second siren to go to land might still be me.” I smiled. “Since I’m hosting a feast on the coast in a 

month.” 

Cassian’s head whipped toward me, eyes huge. “You’re going to land again?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Do you still love him?” 

His voice sounded pained. Like something inside 

him was breaking. 

“Of course not.” I shrugged. “But if we don’t meet 

again, how can he really let go?” 

Cassian stared at me for several seconds. Then 

he let out a long, relieved breath. 

“Good. I’m coming with you.” 

“No need-” 

“I have to come with you.” Cassian’s tone left no room for argument. “If that hairy mammal tries to 

catch you and lock you in a tank again, I can at least flip his boat.” 

I thought about it and nodded. 

“Fine.” 

The Stormhowl Pack received an invitation from 

the bottom of the sea. On it was a special crest–a silver–blue fish tail. Exactly like the one he’d seen. that day. 

“It’s her… it has to be her!” Vaelor clutched the 

invitation. “She’s not dead! She’s the siren! She’s 

coming back to get revenge on me… I don’t care. As long as I can see her… as long as I can see 

her…” 

He immediately brought the three kids with him. 

“I’m taking you to see your Mom,” he told them. “She used to love you more than anything. Behave yourselves. Don’t disappoint her.” 

The three kids nodded like their lives depended on 

1. it. 

They were genuinely scared now. 

Missing her had wrapped around their hearts like 

thorns. 

Alaric prepared a new gift. This time, the inscription wouldn’t have the wrong name. 

Torren brought some new fish he’d caught. For 

once, he wanted to hunt for his mother. 

Morrigan brought two shark plushies–one for 

herself, one for her mom. This time, she just 

wanted her mom. 

The Siren Feast was three days later. 

It was held in an ancient building on the coast. 

Half on land, half in the water. Guests waded in up 

to their ankles, their pants soaking wet, looking 

miserable. 

“What kind of place is this…” a wolf noblewoman 

grumbled, holding up her skirt and standing on her 

toes. 

“Sirens have weird taste,” someone else agreed. 

But no one complained too loud. Because the 

underwater species were also present. 

When Vaelor walked into the hall with his three 

kids, the water came up to his ankles. Morrigan 

just took off her shoes and carried them. 

“Oh, look who it is. The Alpha of Stormhowl Pack.” 

A burly man suddenly spoke up. Vaelor’s rival, 

Ruric. 

“Heard things haven’t been going well for you 

lately. Border attacks? Dozens of your warriors dead? Too scared to fight back?” 

“Also heard your Luna ran away.” He clicked his 

tongue. “Can’t even keep your own woman–what kind of Alpha are you?” 

A few other Alphas from surrounding packs 

chuckled. 

Vaelor endured the mockery. He didn’t want to ruin 

this banquet. He still wanted to see Thalassa. 

Besides… wasn’t this exactly what Thalassa had 

suffered through before? 

Back then, his friends would surround Thalassa, 

calling her “sickly” and “not good enough for 

Vaelor.” She’d stand there, head down, not talking, 

her eyes red. 

And him? 

He’d hold his wine glass and laugh casually. 

He let his Luna get mocked. 

But it wouldn’t happen again. He had to find her 

and beg for her forgiveness. 

Just then, a loud voice echoed from the depths of 

the hall. “Announcing Her Majesty the Queen!” 

The whole room went silent. 

Vaelor’s head shot up. 

He didn’t know much about sirens. Only that they lived in the deep sea, were incredibly powerful, and almost never interacted with land species. He’d come to this feast because of that fish–tail crest 

on the invitation. He wanted news of Thalassa. 

Even just a clue. 

But when he saw the Siren Queen, his whole body 

froze. 

It was Thalassa. 

How could it be Thalassa? 

She’d changed. 

She walked in wearing a red gown. The skirt was 

covered in countless diamonds and jewels. Her 

silver–white hair fell over her shoulders, held back 

by a crown. 

Everyone held their breath, stunned by her 

breathtaking beauty. 

Cassian walked behind her in a sharp black 

military uniform, like a loyal knight behind his 

queen. 

The room was completely silent. 

“M–Mom?” Morrigan was the first to react. Her 

eyes went wide with disbelief. One of her two 

shark plushies fell out of her hand, and she didn’t 

even notice. 

Alaric stood in the water, frozen solid. His lips 

were trembling. 

Torren’s face went pale. This was the woman who 

made him dinner every day? 

The unfamiliar Thalassa stood at the highest 

point, scanning the room like she was surveying 

her own territory. 

“Let me reintroduce myself.” 

I stepped forward. 

“I’m Thalassa. The ruler of this sea.”