Unsolvable_Mystery

“I love you, Brys," Storm whispered.
“Love?” I scoffed. “Do you even know what love is?” I raised a brow at him.
“Of course, I do. I love you, Brys," he repeated as he leaned closer to kiss me. “I've had feelings for—”
The words died on his lips. His eyes grew wide in shock as blood spluttered from his lips. “Wh... What did you just do?” His gaze went down to the knife I drove deep into his chest.
“What's wrong, Storm?” I smirked. "Don't you love me anymore?" I mocked.
Though it hurts me to do what I did, I had to do so, for my safety.
If I don't kill him now, he won't hesitate to do the same to me, in the future...
*****
Mega, a nerd who is obsessed with reading novels and comics, ended up reading a comic that sent his blood boiling. He cursed the omega in the book who was so pitiful that the Alpha used him only to kill him when he felt the omega was useless. 
Unfortunately, Mega had an accident on his way on an errand, and by a sheer stroke of luck, he found himself in the same trashy comic. 
And what was more?
He discovered that he now resides in the body of the omega who was abused by the Alpha he admired. 
Now, he's determined to turn his fate even if it means going against the plot, and his stupid system.
He was determined not to make the same mistake his former host had...

Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega

I found myself bundled to the blanket on the left side of the carriage, while he wrapped a blue and green wrapper around his waist. 


He glared at me as he sat on his chair, looking as if I'm a liability. 


"I can walk with Ray if you don't mind. I won't feel —"


"Don't you dare mention his name to me!" He sneered.


I flinched at the tune, while he relaxed back and closed his eyes, looking bored. 


A smile tugged on the right side of my mouth. It's obvious that the current Storm is jealous. And it's either he doesn't know about it, or he doesn't wish to acknowledge his feelings. 


Throughout the ride, I lay on the blanket watching him until I fell asleep somewhere around noon. 


The sounds of grunting woke me up. I peeked an eye open when I noticed that the carriage had stopped moving. 


I sat up on the blanket, and my eyes immediately went to where Storm was, but he wasn't there. 


A bloody sight