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 knew he would return to check on the young boy we captured, but I didn't try to follow him, knowing he needed to discover the truth on his own. Kim, the culprit of more than 10 mass homicides, has one peculiarity, and that's murdering those who fully trust him. For now, Brys is safe. I doubt he has gotten to the point of being targeted by Kim — just yet.

"My prince, do you need me to check on him?" Ray fell in line with me as I went over to the blueprint room, trying not to think of Brys.

What he said is true. I need to stop acting like he's out to cheat on me any chance he gets, but I can't help it, not when he's too cute for his own good.

"No, don't. I need him to discover the truth on his own," I continued down the hall, pretending like I didn't have the urge to turn around and stalk him instead of going forward.

What will you do with him?