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TRANSMIGRATED I CAN HEAR THE PSYCHO ALPHA INNER VOICE Novel Cover

TRANSMIGRATED I CAN HEAR THE PSYCHO ALPHA INNER VOICE

One minute, I was a medical doctor rushing to work. The next, I woke up as a lowly omega inside the pages of my favorite werewolf novel The Psycho Alpha. Alpha Zachary Black. The cruel, ruthless, dangerously sexy Alpha of the Redwood Pack. The same man who kills anyone who breathes wrong around him. Especially women. He hates them. Despises weakness. And he definitely doesn't believe in love. And he chose me as his personal omega. But there's something wrong with me. I can hear his thoughts. Not just random thoughts. Dirty thoughts. Dark, possessive, obsessive ones about me. His so-called "personal omega." He thinks I'm weak, fragile, breakable... but he also wants to ruin me, claim me, devour me. Every time he looks at me, his inner voice screams things his lips would never dare say out loud. I should be afraid of him. I should run far, far away. But how do you escape someone who owns your body and now, wants your soul? Worse, he's starting to suspect I'm not who I say I am. Because I'm not just Christy, the omega. I'm a stranger in this world, trying to survive a plot I already know ends in blood.
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Chapter 4

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the Omega quarters. I felt weak and very hungry. I thought I had died from the shock, but here I was alive again. Oh God just take my life please.  

"Elie, how are you feeling? You hit your head really hard when you fainted."

  "Fainted?" I scoffed. "I wish I had died instead of fainting. At least it would have been a painless, natural death, instead of that psycho Alpha hitting my head against the wall or strangling me like he always threatens."

 "How long have I been unconscious?" I asked Joan.

  "Four hours."

 "Four hours?" I repeated. Why didn't I just sleep forever and escape this place? It should have been forever.

 "Here, eat. You haven't had anything all day. Maybe that's why you fainted twice," Joan said, handing me a plate of meat.

 "Meat? After seeing that psycho Alpha slit people's throats? I don't think I want to eat meat or have anything to do with it." I'm not a cannibal.

  "Joan, I don't want meat. What about soup with vegetables? Or something to snack on that doesn't have meat in it?"

  "We are wolves, Elie. We need to eat meat, or we'll grow weak."

  "I'm not a wol-" I stopped myself just in time. Or they will think I'm crazy if I tell them the truth.  "Just get me soup. Without meat," I said to Joan.

 "Okay. But Elizabeth wants you to go back to the Alpha's office once you've eaten and rested enough."  

That's it. That psycho really wants to kill me now. Can't Elizabeth send someone else? Why must it always be me? I didn't even feel like eating anymore. Then again, maybe I should who knows if this will be my last meal before the psycho Alpha kills me? Joan brought me a tow boiled hard eggs. Gosh don't they have real food in this werewolves world?" 

 "I haven't been laid in a while," I heard his voice the moment I stepped inside his office. "I need a new toy. The last one got too clingy, so I killed her."  

Horny wolf, I muttered to myself. What girl in her right mind would want to sleep with a monster like you?

 "Good evening, Alpha," I greeted, bowing my head.  "Hmmp." That was his way of responding to my greetings.

 I tried to walk toward the corner, but I tripped and fell flat on my face. Now this is getting more embarrassing and scary i said to myself.  

"Clumsy toad," he muttered. "She can't even walk properly but she's cute. Never had a blonde. I wonder how she tastes. Long legs. Round ass. Plump lips. and those ocean blue eyes. 

 I quickly got up from the floor and used both hands to cover myself. Psycho. He's undressing me with his eyes. Horny bastard.

 "You are Elie, right?" he finally spoke.

  "Yes, Alpha," I replied.

 "You' will be my personal Omega from today henceforth, the others omegas are not allowed to come in here. You'll stay with me at all times."  

I stared at him in shock, my eyes wide. I wanted to protest, but I dared not. I kept swallowing my saliva until I started choking on it. I coughed violently. Me? His personal Omega? Why? Why me? God, please take my life now. Take me!!! I screamed in my head.

 "Why does this toad look so shocked and scared just because I said she will be my personal Omega? Am I that bad?" he thought to himself.  

"You are not just bad. You're evil. You are a psycho, I replied silently. No one wants to be close to you I said to myself.

 "Or maybe she's just thrilled to be my personal Omega. Silly toad."

 Thrilled? Who? I rolled my eyes inwardly. This psycho actually thinks I'm excited? He must be mad.

 "Are you okay?" he asked.  

"Yes, Alpha. I'm just so excited about being your personal Omega," I lied.  

"I knew it! I knew she's happy. Nobody can resist me," he grinned. She's quite interesting.  

This psycho really thinks so highly of himself. No one can resist you because you kill them before they even get the chance to resist you.

  "I feel like taking a walk around the pack. I wonder why Chris hasn't returned yet. If he wasn't my Beta and best friend, I would have killed him a long time ago. I don't need any of these useless guards. I will take this toad with me."

" Huh? Me? Why me? Does he plan to kill me the moment we're alone? Oh God, there's no escaping him now. He walked toward the door but stopped when he noticed I wasn't following him.

 "Does she want me to break one of her fingers before she starts walking?"

  "No!" I shouted and ran toward him, bumping into him in the process.

 "Silly toad," he muttered under his breath and continued walking. I followed behind like a lost puppy.

 "I hate this place. I hate being the Alpha. I wish I could run away. Why does it look like it's going to rain? I shouldn't have come out, I hate rain but whatever. Since I'm already outside, I'll check on my mother.

  "Why are all the girls in this pack dressed half-naked? Disgusting. Can't they wear proper clothes for once?" 

  Oh God, This psycho talks too much. Why does she have a problem with the way those girls dressed. He suddenly turned to look at me.  

"She's half-naked too. Are they trying to seduce me? But I don't mind if this toad seduces me."  

"Pervert. Why would I want to seduce a psycho like you? You'd break me in two before I even get the chance to seduce you, I thought.

  "Where did these three guards come from?" he muttered. "I told them I wanted to be alone."  

 I turned back and saw three guards following us. Oh God. He's going to kill them for disobeying him.

 "Good morning, Alpha," a pretty young girl in her early twenties called out, running up towards him excitedly. She was dressed in a very beautiful sundress, 

  "Is she this psycho's girlfriend? Or one of the pack girls trying to seduce him like he said?"

   "How dare you touch me!! The Alpha roared his body vibrating as he held her tightly by the neck, she was struggling to breathe, how dare you try to seduce me? He said tightening his grip on her neck, you deserve to die and with that he smashed her head on the ground.

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