LOGINNalini
It was as though I'd pass out from anxiety and excitement. I never thought I'd get a chance at education but here I was, at the huge, prestigious gates of Silvermist academy. My evil witch of a mistress, Selene made me trek the whole distance to school, saying I was to filthy to join Julie in the car but I didn't mind, I was all but tired. I sized the gate, contemplating whether to enter or not. The last thing I wanted was to be noticed by anyone. Blast it! I was going to be an outcast anyway. I just needed to get through today first. I tilted my head up, in an effort to hold it high as I went in. Damn! This was surreal. The driveway, the cars, the students, the building...even the skies dazzled me. I knew I hadn't been out of Selene's house in months...so I'd excuse myself for ogling. I stood in one spot without realizing it... "Out of the way, freak!" Someone shoved me and walked past. I came back down to earth. That was when I noticed it. The leering, icy stares, whispers from students. "Hard to believe we have to attend classes with low rank omegas..." I heard someone whisper as they walked past me. "Seeing them makes my skin crawl..." I heard another. "I can perceive the filth from here..." and another. I huffed in dismay. There went my plans of remaining invisible. It was going to suck, schooling with the same people who treated omegas like trash before getting to know them but I had no choice. This was an opportunity to fulfill my lifelong dream of becoming Silvermist pack's doctor. Alpha king Reuben had given omegas the privilege to school like the other kids so I had to stomach whatever insults came my way and first head to the administrative block. Where the hell was it though? There were so many huge buildings, it was hard to tell which was which. I made to ask someone. A girl. But she shrunk away before I could utter a word. The second person shot me a murderous glare. "Get away from me, garbage!" The third person's shrill voice rang out in rebuke. I was done for! I could get lost trying to find the administrative block and miss my classes in the process... A familiar cloud of dejection and despair enveloped me and I felt the tears coming. No! I wasn't going to breakdown on my first day of school. I just needed to ask someone else... Then I saw them. Four people gathered around, laughing and chattering away. They weren't glaring or gossiping about me. Maybe they were nice people. I was going to ask them for directions. I silently walked up to them, my heart in my stomach. I tapped one of them and he turned to me. "Good morning..." I began in a small voice. "Please I'm looking for the administrative block. Can you be kind as to show me where it's located?" The boy cocked an eyebrow. "Did you just touch me?" He hissed coldly. It was then I knew I was wrong. The repulsive stares I got from them made me realize that they weren't nice at all. The boy continued, his face red in anger. "How dare a low rank puppy touch me? Do you know who I am?" I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I didn't have the time or strength for this. "I'm sorry about that" I mumbled and made to leave but he roughly grabbed my arm, halting my movements. "Not so fast!" He barked. "Get on your knees and apologize and then I might just consider letting you go" I felt my heartbeat surge in defiance. I glared at him, struggling to free myself from his grip. The hell I was going to kneel before him! "Let go of me!" I hissed under my breath. The douche wasn't listening. His lips curved into an evil smirk as he signalled the people who stood with him and they held my arms, forcing me to kneel. I struggled against them, trying and failing to hold back the torrent of tears that was coming. Why did my first day of school have to be this bad? "What's going on here?" I heard someone ask in a calm, authoritative voice. The expressions on their faces changed instantly. The ones who held me let go of me with a kind of speed that seemed funny. I turned to see who it was that could make them this frightened and I gasped in awe. This had to be the only good thing that had happened to me today. Nothing could be better than seeing his face. He looked so good, staring at him made me forget how to breathe. I knew I hadn't seen much boys because Selene always kept me indoors but damn, no guy could look better than this one. "Alpha prince Timothy..." the rude boy from earlier called with a shaky voice. I felt the hairs on my nape stand. What did I just hear? An alpha prince? Could my day get any more dramatic? "Remind me how I feel about bullying..." there was a charming yet menacing lilt to his voice that made my stomach do little flip flops. The rude kids from earlier immediately scrambled to their knees. "We apologize, alpha prince Timothy. It'll never happen again!" They all chorused, voices and knees trembling. My mouth flew open in surprise. "Scram!" He growled and they quickly got up and ran off. He closed the distance between us, peering closely at me, he asked "Are you okay?" My heart pounded in my chest as I felt a rush of excitement from Dahlia, my wolf. Was I feeling this way towards someone I just met?Nalini It started like a slow death.Day by day, piece by piece, Myron faded from me.He didn’t avoid me entirely—not at first. But every time our paths crossed in the crowded corridors of Silvermist Academy, his eyes would slide past me like I was air. No flicker of recognition, no trace of the fire that had once burned so bright between us. Just indifference. Cold, cutting indifference.And yet, the bond between us wouldn’t quiet. It hummed beneath my skin, restless, confused—pulling me toward him even when my pride begged me to turn away.The worst part wasn’t his silence. It was watching him live.Laughing with Terry and Lax in the courtyard. Throwing his head back in that easy, careless way that used to make my heart stumble. And then there was Julie—always Julie. Draped on his arm, whispering into his ear, stealing his attention with that saccharine smile.Every touch of hers was a knife. Every glance he gave her, a twist of the blade.I tried to be invisible again, to melt int
Nalini The world always seemed quieter after disaster—like the air itself was holding its breath, afraid to disturb the ruins of what had been.That was how it felt returning to school.I thought I’d feel relief slipping back into routine, but the moment I walked through Silvermist Academy’s iron gates, the air shifted. Eyes followed me. Whispers trailed behind me like ghosts.“She’s back.”“I heard the Alpha King punished her.”“No, I heard she ran off with one of the princes.”“Which one?”“Does it matter? She’s doomed either way.”Each voice was a dagger I tried not to feel. I held my head high, ignoring them, focusing on the crunch of gravel beneath my shoes, on breathing. In and out. One step at a time.Maxine was waiting by the stairs, her expression somewhere between relief and worry. The second she saw me, she broke into a run and threw her arms around me.“Moon above, Nali!” she exclaimed, squeezing tightly. “Where have you been? You just disappeared!” she finished, her voic
Timothy I didn’t think. I ran.Glass shattered as I shouldered the back door open. Nalini spun around, a cry catching in her throat. The fear in her eyes melted into confusion when she saw me.“Timothy?” she whispered, clutching the bag to her chest. “What—how did you—”“No time,” I said, crossing the room in three strides. “They’re here.”Her eyes darted to the window. “Your father’s men?”“Yeah.” I could hear them circling the building, their footsteps coming closer. “We need to move now.”She hesitated, torn between trust and instinct. “Myron—”“I’ll deal with him later,” I cut in, voice low, urgent. “Right now, I’m getting you out of here.”Something in my tone must’ve reached her, because she nodded, swallowing hard. I took her hand—it was trembling, cold—and pulled her toward the side door.Then a shout split the air.“There! By the window!”A gunshot rang out, the bullet slamming into the wall inches from her head. She gasped, stumbling, and I yanked her down behind the counte
Timothy I’d been searching for her for three days.Three days of sleepless nights, dead ends, and silence from every damn person who should’ve known something.The pack was a maze of whispers, and somewhere in it, my mate was missing.The bond between us burned dully now, like an ember refusing to die. I could still feel her—faint, strained, somewhere close—but the distance was tearing at me. Each hour that passed without finding her chipped away at what little calm I had left.That morning, I was ready to tear the entire packhouse apart if I had to. My father’s orders kept the warriors on alert, his paranoia rising ever since he discovered Myron’s secret bond with her. And though no one said it aloud, I could smell the fear whenever her name was mentioned.Something was wrong. Deeply wrong.I was walking past the west corridor when I heard it—voices from Father’s study. Angry, low, dangerous.I recognized both.Father’s voice was sharp enough to cut glass. Myron’s sounded raw, defen
Timothy Morning sunlight slanted across my room, warm but sharp, like it wanted to cut through the haze in my mind. I buttoned my shirt slowly, watching my reflection in the mirror. Calm, collected, controlled — that’s what they always saw when they looked at me. That’s what I’d trained myself to be. The perfect son. The perfect student. The perfect Alpha in waiting.But the truth was never that simple.The house was alive with the low hum of the pack — warriors switching shifts, omegas scurrying about, the steady pulse of life that had been my world since birth. Everything about mornings here was orderly, predictable. Yet inside me, there was this quiet unease that had no place, no reason, no name.I straightened my tie and exhaled slowly, letting my thoughts wander as I always did when things were too quiet. I had a meeting with the Student Council before school — my team and I were finalizing the plans for the Silvermist Spring Dance. As the head representative, it was my responsi
Nalini The house was too quiet.It shouldn’t have felt that way — not with the fire softly crackling in the hearth, the golden light spilling through the tall windows, and the faint hum of the city somewhere beyond. But silence had a weight, and tonight it pressed against me from all sides.Myron had been gone since morning.He hadn’t said where he was going. Just that he had to take care of something. His tone had been clipped, his movements restless — like he was holding something fragile inside and didn’t dare let it show. I remembered how he’d looked standing by the door, jaw tight, eyes shadowed with thoughts I couldn’t read.And then he’d left without breakfast, without even a backward glance.That had been hours ago.Now the sky outside had turned to bruised purple, the last traces of sunlight dying behind the Silvermist Ridge. I sat on the couch, hugging a pillow to my chest, trying not to imagine all the terrible things that could’ve happened.Maybe he’s with his father, I t







