Crowns and Claws: The Omega's Revenge

I know what I am about to do is incredibly stupid, but I simply have no choice. There is only one way out of this pack, and it's through the scouts. So I need to join them–no matter what. The plan is simple, maybe even stupidly straight forward: join the moonborn trials, pass the tests, join the scouts and desert the first chance I get. It's technically treason, but I'll cross that bridge when I get there. It would be a simple plan–if this hag would just leave already. Hag being my uncle’s charming wife. With a smile she informs me for the hundredth time of the multitude of chores she has prepared for me today: clean her silver, scrub the floor, dust the shelves, make the beds, yada yada yada. Nothing I haven't heard before. “Now, off to it girl” she says, locking the door behind her. I don't move immediately, I know she delayed this morning on purpose, fully aware of what today is and not trusting me to obey their order to not go. So I stay still and listen. I hear her bre

He doesn't say a word, but the arena goes silent like a graveyard.He shifts his gaze to where the other Alphas are seated and the leader of the Alphas gives him a small nod. To which he sighs.“Let's get this over with, little wolf” he says, and I swear the class exhaled. He walks to the center of the ring.I look again to the Leader of the Alpha cadets; he resembles the man that may or may not kill me today. Fingers crossed.Twins, handsome twins, but the leader doesn't sport the magic eyes like his brother. Magic eyes because I have no other words for them, they are entrancing, tempting and different colors; One the color of the earth and the other of the heavens. My gaze shifts to Talia and her stupid smirk, and she looks right at me. I already know what she's thinking: “You did this to yourself”. I did, and I am going to survive this, like everything else that came before.I move to the center as well, stopping a few feet outside his reach just to be safe. “Well class” the ins

The blow comes from Talia's right hand–Dena. it sends me flying into the wall.My spine trembles on impact as the shockwave travels through my body.I hit the ground gasping for air.My mind is racing.That's harder than she's ever been allowed to hit me. It felt like Talia herself hit me.Now I'm scared of what will happen if she actually does. And she will, I've been through this routine before.They each get their turn before the Luna to be.Maris takes me by the hair, how typical of her.She forces me up just in time for Rhea's blow to meet my chest. The pain travels to my heart–sharp and breathtaking.I would've fallen to my knees, but Maris still has my hair. And I don't think she plans on letting go any time soon. Usually they target places where the bruises can be hidden till they heal, even when they know I heal rather quickly for an omega. But not today; they just saw me take on an Alpha, surely I can handle much more than they usually dish out.Maris confirms this when

To survive–that’s my goal for the next three months. “There can be no distractions” I whisper to myself as my eyes scan the arena for him. His scent still clings to me like he's standing before me again, trying to choke the life out of me or am I the one holding on to it? It should have faded by now–his scent–washed away by the rain as the sky wept for me. But it hasn't. I can't figure out why or why he saved me. His kind usually doesn't pay attention to mine–omega–much less going out of their way to save us. “Get settled,” the instructor–Tavian– orders and the remaining cadets quickly fill the empty seats. “Now that's done with,” he starts, “ we can begin this year's preparation for the Moonborn trials” Applause and whistling rise from the crowd. Of course, they're excited. To pass the trials is to be given a guaranteed chance at a good military career. And despite the dangers, the trials actually have a low death rate. You can't exactly kill off wolves the king needs for

No wolf is born equal. We are told it is the will of the Moon Goddess—Lunne. But she didn't stop at the classes; Alpha,Beta and Omega. Even within the bounds of each class, no two wolves had the same amount of power. No matter how proud and arrogant an Alpha was, he knew there would be an Alpha stronger and faster than he was. And that difference in power is key to everything in our world.And I can see that power, like pale white smoke, radiating off every living thing I've seen, even humans. As a child I called this white smoke—aura.Garron's aura was on the level of an Alpha and almost double the size of Dorian's, but there was something hidden in white; little specks of black like nothing I've ever seen before.“This shouldn't concern you” my brothers echo.They're right. And it doesn't, so I shove the thought deep in my mind and lock it behind a door titled ‘distractions’ and I cannot be distracted, not when I'm so close now.“I can't believe that just happened” Corrin says, sna