Karla's Pov
Why? Why was this happening to me? I just wanted to live, I only wanted to stay alive and be who I really was. So why? Why did I have to be an Omega? Why?! I questioned no one in particular as I stared at the night sky, pain racking through my body. The night breeze sent goosebumps rising across my skin, and I shivered from the pain and cold, flinching when my cold tears hit my neck.
I had been outside, on the fields for three hours. It was nightfall, but no one had come to look for me. The sounds of crickets continued to echo in the silent clearing, but amidst the pain, I couldn't help but laugh.
“Pathetic. This was really pathetic.” I muttered, groaning as I pushed myself to stand up. The pain had reduced, and the bruising around my body had begun to heal, “The perks of being this way, I guess.”
What was I? An Omega. But what sort of Omega? I had no idea. One could say I had a blessing from the Moon Goddess Selene ever since I was a child. I healed fast, faster than normal werewolves, even Alpha's. And everyday, I had my blood taken from me. By my classmates, by elders, by everyone I came across. Not only was I a filthy Omega, and outcast, but I was also a freak.
At least, that's what they all called me. Bits and pieces of my flesh had also been torn away.
“This is going to hurt a lot. I better get home soon.” I muttered under my breath. The pain of skin mending together always made me lose my mind. And they knew it, but they didn't care. They always wanted to hurt me. I stood up and began to walk, quickened my pace, eager to get home before the next wave of pain knocked me off my feet. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a pale glow over the field, but even the beauty of Selene’s light couldn’t comfort me. Not when I knew I was alone in this cruel world.
The pack house came into view, it's dark silhouette looming against the night. My heart clenched. I wasn’t sure what was worse, being out in the open, vulnerable to another attack, or returning to the pack where I was nothing more than a punching bag.
As I approached the back entrance, something caught my attention. Voices, hushed but urgent, floated through the air, I stopped dead in my tracks, hiding behind the large oak tree that grew near the entrance. My heart pounded in my chest as I listened closely.
“The boys need to find their mate soon. It’s crucial for the pack’s future.” The voice was deep, authoritative, it was Alpha Joan.
I frowned, leaning closer, what were they talking about?
“They’ll be eighteen tomorrow.” Another voice chimed in, one of the elders, “If they don’t find their mate by the full moon, we could lose everything. The Moon Goddess has warned us before.”
The words sent a chill down my spine. They were talking about the quadruplets… Your tormentors, my brain supplied.
“That wretched girl is turning eighteen tomorrow too, what are you going to do about her?” I heard another voice, my ears twitching as they stepped closer. I quickly hid behind a tree, hoping that they would not catch my scent. I could not move from where I was or they would hear. But I peeled, trying to see who was coming.
“Bryan and Julia.” I whispered, biting my lips. They were the people who took care of me since I was a child, after both my parents died. They were the ones who spread the news about my abilities to heal, the ones who brought attention to me. And they were talking about me, why?
“That's true. And just like the Alpha's sons; she has to get her mate tomorrow. What are we going to do if she actually gets her mate? We already promised her to Alpha Darwin if the Blue Ridge pack, he's coming to take her soon. If she gets her mate, we'll have to return the money.”
I froze, my blood turning to ice. They sold me? My breath stopped and I pressed my back against the tree, my hands shaking uncontrollably, Bryan and Julia had promised me to Alpha Darwin, the Alpha of Blue Ridge pack?!
Alpha Darwin was notorious for one thing, taking young girls and placing them into his harem as long as they didn't have a mate or were rejected by their mates. He tortured them, raped them. And that was the kind of man they were sending me to?! I couldn't breathe, I had to leave. I had to get away. I was planning on leaving on my eighteenth birthday, but I couldn't wait any longer, who knew what they were going to do with me tomorrow.
I turned and sprinted back into the woods, heart racing as adrenaline surged through me. I needed to pack my things, everything I could carry and leave before they could find me. The moonlight guided my path, illuminating the way through the dense trees, but I could hear the distant footsteps echoing in the night, growing closer, pursuing me. They had caught my scent the moment I ran.
Panic surged through me. I couldn’t let them catch me. I sprinted harder, limbs pumping as I darted towards Bryan and Julia's cabin and when I reached the small cabin, I threw open the door, and dashed inside, gathering only the essentials, clothes, a small amount of money I had managed to hide, and a picture of my parents. As I stuffed everything into a worn backpack I heard footsteps outside, growing louder, and my heart dropped. They were coming for me.
“Kayla! Get out here!” Bryan’s voice called, thick with panic.
I didn’t wait to respond, I dashed to the back door, my escape route and ran into the forest, quickly calculating my way out. The darkness swallowed me as I ran, the world around me a blur, I couldn't hear any more footsteps. They might have given up, I thought, but I didn't stop running. However, that was also short lived.
A figure lunged at me from the darkness, tackling me to the ground with a sickening thud. The wind knocked out of me, I struggled against the weight pressing me down, panic clawing at my throat.
“Get off me!” I screamed, trying to shove
Bryan away, but it was no use. My vision blurred, and before I could register what was happening, a fist struck my temple, sending sharp pain radiating through my skull, dark spots exploded in my vision, and everything went black.
When I woke up, I was still enveloped in darkness, but I was tied up. I sniffed the air, panic engulfing me.
“Where am I?” I asked out loud, though I knew the answer. The smell of cigarettes flew into my nose and I coughed lightly. This was a drug, they were trying to drug me. I immediately held my breath, though it was no use, I had already inhaled some of it. But before I could think of doing anything, I heard a voice.
“Well, well, well, it seems our newest lady has awoken. If you hadn't tried to escape, I would have let you enjoy your eighteenth birthday, but unfortunately, you did what you did.”
The smell of fat and disease made me gag
, and I instantly knew who it was who was hiding in the shadows.
Alpha Darwin.
Axel’s pov I sat in my room, sifting through some old pictures on my desk. Most of them were old memories, so simple and carefree. I frowned but try as I might, couldn’t shake the anger that had consumed me since the day that woman had entered my life. Karla. That woman. She had rejected me and my brothers in front of people in the pack. She was supposed to be our destined mate, not that it mattered to me in any way. I would never tolerate her; certainly not after this grand display she had turned it into! If she wanted to be stubborn and hate us then fine! I wasn’t going to waste my time anymore trying to keep her under control because she didn’t deserve our efforts. I was going through another photo when my mother, Luna Stephanie, entered my room without bothering to knock. She never did and always assumed she had the right to enter our space. “Axel,” she said steadily. “You have to go and talk to her.” I didn’t even look up from the picture I was holding. “No, I don’t.” “
Karla’s pov As soon as he was gone, the tears I’d been holding back spilled over. I buried my face in my hands, sobbing quietly. How had my life come to this? Just days ago, I was living a simple, peaceful life as an omega. Now, I was trapped in a bond with four brothers who represented everything I hated—arrogance, control, and power used to intimidate others. I didn’t know how long I cried, but the ache in my chest didn’t go away. The bond felt like chains wrapped around my heart, tightening with every passing second. I hated it. I hated them. But most of all, I hated how powerless I felt. There had to be a way out. I didn’t know what it was yet, but I refused to believe Axel’s words. The bond might be strong, but I was stronger. At least, that’s what I told myself as I cried alone in my room. I suddenly thought about axel and how he had acted so smug before me. I hated him. I hated them all. How dare they decide my fate for me? How dare they claim that I belonged to them, l
Karla’s pov Was he being serious? Who did he think he was to tell me what I could and couldn’t do? I growled at him in anger and looked at his brothers. They were so much alike yet I still hated them. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was them. The quadruplets. Axel, Alaric, Lysander, and Kai were all in my room, just sitting there like they owned the place. To be fair they did own the place but still, I didn’t like the way they paraded themselves about like some kind of gods or something. It disgusted me. These men had caused me enough pain and I hated them. They were just as bad as the people themselves. They looked at me as if they’d been waiting for me to wake up for hours. Their presence immediately put me on edge, and the memories of the earlier ceremony came flooding back. I had rejected them—publicly, in front of everyone. Thinking of it made me cringe and I could see why they could be mad at me for doing what I did. But at the same time I didn’t care. I was putti
Axel’s pov I thanked the healer but told him that he could leave while I conferred with my siblings. He nodded and left us alone in the garden as I turned to my siblings. My siblings were still arguing as we sat in the garden. Alaric paced back and forth, muttering angrily under his breath about how disrespectful and bold Karla had been to reject us. Kai, ever the hothead, kept tossing sharp words at Lysander, who was trying to defend her. None of them noticed when I leaned back against the wall, deep in thought. The prophecy was clear: our mate couldn’t reject us unless she hated us so much that she couldn’t stand to be in the same room with us. That thought gnawed at me. Did Karla truly hate us to such an extent? Or was she just overwhelmed? She was an omega, after all—weak and unused to standing up to power. And yet, she’d stood before everyone and rejected not one, but all four of us. As the oldest, I had to think logically. If we were honest with her—if we told her that
Axel’s pov I ignored them. Their words were noise, nothing more. I wasn’t interested in why Karla did what she did or how she felt about it. She wasn’t my choice. She was chosen for us. If she didn’t want to accept that, it was her problem. But even as I thought that, my eyes drifted to her. She was still unconscious, her breathing shallow. She looked peaceful, like she didn’t have a care in the world. It was strange to think that this quiet, fragile girl had stood before everyone and rejected us with such boldness. “Axel, say something,” Alaric said suddenly, turning to me. “You’re the eldest. What do we do about this?” “Nothing,” I said without looking at him. “Nothing?” he repeated, his voice rising. “She rejected us, Axel. Publicly! How can we just let that go?” “What do you want me to do, Alaric?” I asked, finally meeting his eyes. “Force her to accept us? Drag her in front of everyone and make her say yes? If she doesn’t want us, that’s her choice.” “She’ll regret it,” A
Karla’s pov My reply seemed to get Everyone around me shocked but I wasn’t surprised. Why were they? Did they expect that after all I had been through I would just fall in love with the first person I see? What was going through their heads anyway? Luna stephanie stepped up with a sad look on her face. “You can’t just toss everything we’re doing for you away,” she said. “What have you done for me?” I asked in rage. “I’m only used as a doll just to bring your children up to a certain standard. No one cares about me. I’m used wherever I go. I don’t need anyone to talk me into doing anything for anyone. I’m no one’s slave. I am my own person.” “My children rescued you!” I scoffed. “I didn’t ask to be rescued! I already know how this works. Your children will use me however they want and cause me irreversible pain and toss me away. I’m done with that. Let everyone let me be. I’m tired of this. What’s the difference between me staying here and being in Darwin’s hold? I’m still a sl