Let Me Be Your Beta, Alpha

As I watched his figure retreat down the hallway, I bit down the litany for words that were dancing on the top of my tongue to attack him with. I was grateful for his help, and he had saved me when I needed help the most, but what he had said to me right after felt like it had negated everything he had done before. Or perhaps, to mock me more and that is to say, he added more salt to injury.Now that I was alone, my color returned, and cheekily, I put out my tongue. “For your information, sir, you are wrong about me and I am a virgin. And I would never date one of the Betas or Alphas. They are a little too much for me. I like Omegas. So there!” Knowing he wasn’t anywhere near to hear me, I let out a sigh, disappointed.Dusting off the book that I had been holding, I realized that now my mood has been soiled, and I wanted to return home. The book no longer seemed to be worth all of the trouble that it had brought me this morning. With a deep breath, I decided to head home, a basement u

As the attack ended, I found myself wishing for someone who would actually stick by my side when things were getting tough. I looked around for a sign of Devin, but she was nowhere to be found, there I knew I was left alone once again. If only I can defend myself when things like this occur. If only I can fight back when they come to molest me like they’ve been doing. But who am I to deceive herself? Am just a weak Omega who doesn’t have anyone by her side and it felt so hurtful. No parents, no brother or sister. My friend who I can only confine in is no where to be found. I am once again left behind even by the only person I think care about me. Sighing, I stretch out my limbs and got up and decided to make my way away from the kitchen. I looked at my arm and was not surprised to see that a thin sliver of blood had dried up where one of the pieces of the broken dish had cut deep into my skin. I thought about the last time that someone had come to my rescue and realized that it w

Damon’s POV As I stood in place and watched her make a wish, I was surprised to find that she had gotten such a reaction from my wolf. That could only mean that she also indeed has a wolf. Based on the gossip of how weak she was, I thought she was wolf less. And now my mind was unable to stop thinking of her. “Damon, I think she might be our mate. I can feel her wolf, and it makes me feel strong. Her scent is heady. She is ours, we have to act now.” ‘We do not have to do anything,’ I argued, ‘besides, it is possible that she is not our mate and she is just like any other girl. Besides, we do not have the time for a mate. We just lost our father, remember? We have to get to the bottom of that and also take charge of the pack.’ I knew that I was saying this only to convince myself. She might have already loved my father already. Also she couldn’t be happy if mated to me. Dealing with the pack is now the priority for me. She would be a lonely Luna. “Why can’t we do both?” My wo

Sarai’s POV I stood there, speechless, as the head maid continued to rattle off the different jobs that everyone was going to be delivering. I looked around the room to find Cynthia, and she did the same, staring down at me like I was a stain on the wall. It was common knowledge that Simone never had anything kind to say to anyone, ever. Oh, I was upset! I had heard rumors of the other girls who had managed to get through a day working with her and how they had ended the work shifts in tears. The crowd dispersed, and all around me, all of the people who had been paired to work together went in search of each other, so they could get to work. Cynthia crossed the room and made her way towards me, her eyes already narrowing in disgust. “Look here, loser. We are supposed to be working together today, and I have a perfect record. Plus, it is always my job to clean the rooms, and I know a whole lot better than you, so do as I say, and don’t touch anything.” Biting down on my tongue,

Sarai’s POVIt seemed like learning this new information about me had made Cynthia see me in a kinder light, and now she spoke to me, instead of at me. “You know, now that I think about it, you aren’t actually so bad. You’re just doing the best that you can. I still think that you are a slut.”I watched as she walked in front of me and I froze in place, fighting the urge to laugh. Usually when she said things like that, it was accompanied, always, by violence of some sort. Now she had limited it to just being verbal, which shocked me, and I hadn’t decided weather or not it was in a good or bad way. I really didn’t mind it. I suspected that the reason she was calling me a slut was because of the false rumor that had started a while back, telling everyone that I was sleeping with someone in order to get access to the library. I had never even met the man. At least she was happy, wasn’t she? Silently, we both went into the next room, where she showed me all of the steps to actually