I Became the Female Alpha in the Omegaverse world.

Extra Chapter 2

As time passed, Evelyn found herself sinking deeper into the web of emotions Nathan had spun around her. What started as a simple crush had blossomed into something more—a powerful, all-consuming love that made her heart ache with longing whenever he was near.

Nathan, on the other hand, reveled in the control he held over her.

Each day, he played his push-pull game with precision, keeping Evelyn on the edge of hope and despair.

One moment, he would shower her with attention, his words sweet and caring, his touch gentle and reassuring.

The next, he would withdraw, leaving her wondering what she had done wrong, questioning her worth, and craving his affection even more.

For Nathan, it was all a game—a thrilling, intoxicating game of cat and mouse.

He watched with satisfaction as Evelyn danced to his tune, her emotions twisted and tangled in knots of his making.

Every smile she gave, every blush that colored her cheeks, only fueled his desire to see how far he could push her.

He would send her messages that made her heart flutter, only to ignore her for days afterward.

When they were together, he would lean in close, his breath warm against her skin, whispering things that made her feel special—like she was the only one in the world who mattered to him.

But when she needed him most, he would turn cold, distant, leaving her to wonder if it was all in her head.

Evelyn knew, deep down, that something wasn’t right. She wasn’t blind to the way Nathan toyed with her emotions, nor was she completely naive.

But she chose to ignore the warning signs, convincing herself that his moments of coldness were just part of who he was—that underneath it all, he truly cared for her.

After all, when he was sweet, he was everything she had ever dreamed of—charming, attentive, and irresistibly Beautiful.

So she let herself be pulled deeper into his world, ignoring the little voice in the back of her mind that whispered doubts.

She excused his erratic behavior, rationalizing that he was busy, that he had his own struggles, that maybe he just needed time.

She convinced herself that if she loved him enough, if she was patient, he would see how much she cared, and he would eventually let his guard down.

But Nathan’s sweetness was a poison, slowly seeping into her veins, clouding her judgment and numbing her sense of reality.

He was careful, never giving her too much or too little—just enough to keep her hooked, desperate for his attention. And the more she fell, the more satisfied he became, watching as she twisted herself into knots trying to win his affection.

Love, a way of blinding even the sharpest minds. She knew something was wrong, but the thought of losing him, of admitting that she had been played, was too painful to bear. So she chose to remain in the dark, to cling to the moments when he was kind, and to hope that, maybe, just maybe, he would change.

But Nathan had no intention of changing. For him, this was fun—a game he had perfected over the years, one that always ended the same way, with the other person left broken and confused.

He saw the way Evelyn looked at him, the hope in her eyes, the way she tried to please him, and it amused him. He had her right where he wanted her—dancing at the end of his string, completely at his mercy.

And as time went on, Evelyn fell deeper and deeper, her love for Nathan growing stronger, even as he continued to play his cruel game.

She was caught in his web, and every time she tried to pull away, he would draw her back in with a smile, a touch, a whispered promise that made her believe there was something real between them.

But there was nothing real—only the illusion Nathan had created, a trap he had set with careful precision. And as Evelyn fell deeper, Nathan’s satisfaction grew.

He had her exactly where he wanted her, and he wasn’t about to let her go. Not until he had had his fill, not until the game was over, and Evelyn was left with nothing but the shattered pieces of her heart.

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