I Am Not An Omega, I Am The Queen Of The Deep Sea Chapter 08

I Am Not An Omega, I Am The Queen Of The Deep Sea Chapter 08

“Mother…” Alaric’s voice shook. “Is it really you? 

How can that be…?” 

Torren chimed in too. “You… you’re real?! I thought 

you were just a legend…” 

Morrigan hugged her shark plushie, looking both hopeful and thrilled. “Mom… I never knew you could be this powerful…” 

“Thalassa…” Vaelor opened his mouth, his voice so 

hoarse it was almost unrecognizable. “I…” 

I heard every word they said. But there was no joy 

in seeing them again. I stood above them and 

looked down. 

Vaelor met my eyes for a few seconds. Then he did something no one expected–he dropped to 

his knees. 

The wolves‘ eyes went wide. They couldn’t believe 

what they were seeing. The strongest Alpha in the 

north was kneeling in front of everyone. 

“Alpha Vaelor!” 

“Dad!” 

Alaric rushed over to help him up. Vaelor shoved 

him away. 

“Don’t touch me.” Vaelor’s voice was low. 

“Thalassa. I was wrong. Come back with me, 

okay?” 

“Come back?” I laughed. “Back where? Back to your little cabin?” 

“Not a cabin.” Vaelor shook his head. “You can do 

whatever you want. You want to attend council meetings? Go ahead. You want to go to the beach? Go ahead. I’ll never stop you again.” 

“Oh?” I raised an eyebrow. “Then what do you want 

me to go back and do? Keep being your Luna? 

Keep cooking for you, raising the kids, getting 

laughed at during banquets?” 

Pain flashed across Vaelor’s face. 

“The people who laughed at you,” he said through, 

gritted teeth, “I’ll make them pay.” 

“Hah.” I let out a single laugh. “Vaelor. Let me ask 

you something.” 

“Are you regretful now because you realized you 

lost someone you love? Or because you realized 

I’m powerful?” 

Vaelor opened his mouth. Nothing came out. 

“Don’t bother answering,” I said. “Your silence is 

answer enough.” 

“No, that’s not-” 

“Enough.” 

I turned around. Stopped looking at him. 

Cassian walked up from the side and stood 

beside me. 

“This is the strongest Alpha in the north?” 

Cassian’s voice was low, but you could hear the 

sarcasm dripping off every word. “Kneeling there 

in the water like that–he’s not even as impressive 

as a damn jellyfish.” 

“What did you say?!” Torren lunged forward. Alaric 

held him back. 

Cassian didn’t even glance at Torren. 

“At least jellyfish have some sting,” Cassian 

continued his mockery. “What about you? You 

can’t even protect your own pack. You’re down 

there on your knees, playing the victim, hoping Her Majesty will take some pity on you?” 

Vaelor’s fists clenched. Veins popped on the back 

of his hands. 

“Shut up.” His voice was barely audible. 

“Did I say something wrong?” Cassian spread his 

hands. “You can’t even beat me in a fight right now, 

can you?” 

Murmurs rippled through the hall. Alphas from 

other packs whispered to each other, clearly 

enjoying the show. 

Morrigan stood off to the side, clutching her shark 

plushie. “Mom…” Alaric grabbed her hand and 

shook his head. 

Vaelor slowly lifted his head. 

“Thalassa. I’m not asking you to forgive me.” 

He paused. 

“But please… at least think about the children.” 

I stopped walking. 

“What they’re going through,” Vaelor’s voice 

trembled. “You can feel it, can’t you? They’re 

hurting too.” 

I turned around and looked at my three children. 

Alaric stood in the water, pale, his lips bloodless. 

Torren stood behind Alaric, leaning against a pillar. 

His breathing was fast. 

Morrigan was the most obvious. Her face was 

white as paper, her lips cracked. 

After the Sea God’s blessing left them, their 

bodies had been suffering the backlash. 

I was silent for three seconds. Then I raised my hand. A silver–blue light flowed from my fingertips 

toward the three children. 

Morrigan blinked. Her thirst vanished. “Mom…” 

I lowered my hand. “Your suffering is gone,” I said flatly. “From now on, you won’t be affected 

anymore.” 

“Vaelor. Our relationship ends here.” 

“I’ll choose a new consort for myself.” 

“And that person. Will definitely not be you.” 

Vaelor knelt in the water, all the strength drained 

out of him. 

“Guards. Escort these wolves out of the hall.” I 

gave the order coldly. 

The guards guided the wolves toward the exit. Alaric led Morrigan. Torren followed behind. Morrigan kept looking back at me, tears streaming down her face. But she didn’t call “Mom” again. 

She probably understood by now. 

Some things can’t be fixed just by saying “Mom.” 

After they left the hall, I turned to face the 

remaining guests. 

“Everyone.” 

My voice carried through the entire hall. 

“At today’s feast, I only want to announce one thing. We, the sirens, are back.” 

“The Shadow Trench is my territory. No species will violate our borders. If they do, they will face 

the sea’s revenge.” 

I gave a slight nod, turned, and walked up to the 

throne at the back. 

Cassian followed behind me, standing at the side 

of the throne, one hand on his sword hilt as he 

scanned the room. 

“Your Majesty,” he said quietly. “That thing you mentioned earlier… about a consort…” 

“What about it?” 

“Do you… have someone in mind yet?” 

“Not sure yet,” I said. “But someone seems pretty interested.” 

Cassian immediately turned his head away, his voice muffled. “I don’t.” 

“I said ‘someone,” I laughed. “I didn’t say it was 

you.”