The Omega Every Alpha Wants As Their Luna

See the King

Nia’s POV

Slowly, I sat back down. The silence in the hall still pressed heavily against my skin.

I could feel the stares from every direction, but I kept my expression calm and folded my hands neatly on my lap like my heart was not beating too fast inside my chest.

Beside me, my father looked confused. Like he could not understand where those words had come from.

The discussion resumed moments later, though the atmosphere had changed completely. No one sounded casual anymore.

“The Omega makes a fair point.”

My eyes lifted slightly. It was the Alpha seated closest to my father.

The same one who had smiled at me earlier.

He leaned back comfortably in his chair, completely unaffected by the tension in the room. “My patrol units near the eastern crossings have also noticed changes in rogue behavior,” he continued. “Their attacks are becoming more coordinated. They retreat too quickly and too cleanly to still be acting like scattered criminals.”

A few Alphas nodded reluctantly. “The outer territories need stronger response systems,” he added. “And smaller packs should not be left waiting days for approval before receiving military support.”

A few Alphas nodded reluctantly. Others looked irritated that he was openly supporting me. I glanced toward him briefly before looking away again.

I lifted my eyes toward the throne. Darius was still watching me.

His expression remained calm, unreadable, almost cold.

But something about the intensity of his gaze made it hard to breathe normally.

Even with the distance between us, I felt it. That pull. Faint and dangerous. But still there. The mate bond should have died the moment he executed me. But somehow, it had survived with my soul.

And every time his attention settled on me, my body reacted before my mind could stop it. My chest tightened. My pulse slowed strangely. Like some invisible thread still connected us despite everything that had happened. I hated it. I hated that I could still feel him after the way he destroyed me.

Then I noticed Lina. She wasn’t looking at me. She was watching Darius. And for the first time since entering the hall, she looked uncomfortable. Her fingers tightened slightly against the armrest of her seat before she quickly relaxed them again.

The sight stirred something ugly inside me. Did she notice it too?

The bond between Darius and me? Or was she suddenly feeling insecure?

The rest of the Submit continued for nearly another hour. More discussions followed. More reports. More strategies. But the atmosphere never truly relaxed again. Not after my interruption.

Not after Darius kept looking at me like something about me disturbed his peace.

Finally, the royal scribe rolled up the final scroll. “This concludes the Annual Submit.”

Chairs shifted across the hall immediately. The Alphas rose to their feet. Darius stood first. The room instinctively straightened with him.

Lina rose beside him quietly.

For one brief moment, Darius’s gaze moved across the hall—

and landed on me again. That same strange pull hit my chest instantly. Sharp this time. Almost painful.

My fingers curled tightly at my sides. His expression never changed.

Then he turned away and walked out of the hall with Lina beside him.

The guards followed behind them, and the massive doors closed shut.

Only then did the tension in the room finally begin to ease.

Quiet conversations slowly returned as the Alphas started filing out of the hall one after another. But I remained seated.Trying to steady my breathing. Trying to ignore the lingering warmth of a bond that should not have survived his betrayal.

“Nia,” my father said the moment we stepped outside the grand hall.

His voice was low, tense. “What has come over you?” He turned fully toward me, still looking unsettled. “Do you realize you could have landed me in trouble with King Darius?”

His eyes moved over me carefully, almost like he was trying to recognize the person standing before him. “This is not the quiet daughter I raised.”

I let out a small breath and rolled my eyes lightly. “I’ve changed, Father,” I said. “Ever since the rogue attack.”

That part, at least, was true. Nia was gone and in her place was me, Serafina. And becoming Nia had changed me even more.

“I had to speak,” I continued calmly. “And you know everything I said in there was right.”

My father opened his mouth to respond, but another voice interrupted him.

“Alpha Theo.”

We both turned. The Alpha from the hall who had supported me approached us with calm confidence, his steps unhurried.

Up close, he looked even more striking. Tall. Broad shouldered. Dark hair falling slightly over sharp grey eyes that seemed to notice far too much. There was something dangerous about him. An intimidating aura. But Queen Serafina had never been intimated by any Alpha.

“Nia surprised us today,” he said smoothly. His gaze shifted to me.

And stayed there. Not rudely. But intensely enough that I suddenly understood why people paid attention when he spoke.

My father gave a short laugh. “Alpha Kael, I was just saying the same thing.”

So this was Alpha Kael. The moment my eyes properly met his, something strange happened. A sharp memory flashed through my head. Not Serafina’s. Nia’s.

A younger Nia standing near a training field, secretly watching a group of visiting Alphas. Watching him, Kael.

I felt the nervousness she had felt. The quiet excitement. The hidden admiration she never spoke aloud. Then suddenly—my chest tightened as a strange warmth spread through me without warning.

I froze. No. Not again. The feeling was softer than what I felt with Darius. Not as deep and consuming but new. Awakening. But unmistakable. A pull. My stomach dropped. Goddess…Was Alpha Kael Nia’s mate?

For one terrifying second, I forgot how to breathe. Because the emotions weren’t mine. They belonged to Nia. The attraction.

The awareness. The instinctive pull toward him. But I could feel them anyway.

Kael tilted his head slightly, studying me with quiet interest, like he noticed my sudden reaction. And somehow, that only made the strange pull stronger.

“I'm glad you're fully recovered, Nia.” Then he smirked. “You speak boldly for someone who has spent her life in silence,” he said. There was no mockery in his voice. Only intrigue.

I was still trying to steady myself when footsteps approached from behind. A royal guard stopped before us and bowed respectfully to the Alphas.

“His Majesty requests the Omega’s presence.” He said quickly.

The words hit me like ice water and I froze instantly. My heart skipped hard against my ribs. Darius wanted to see me.