My Second Chance with the Lycan King

Chloé

“Open the damn door, you omega!” A loud shout echoed from the small door of my cabin.

With an exhausting sigh, I got out of bed and went to the door, but before I could even open it, it was pushed open so hard that I was thrown to the floor.

“Well, well, well, the omega is home!” shouted Tyron, my older brother.

“Please... Leave me alone,” I said, not wanting to look them in the eye.

The truth is that my parents were the betas of the pack, but when my mother gave birth to an omega wolf, everyone was mocked, to the point that my mother didn't hesitate to leave me in this cabin to die.

However, for some reason I was still alive, which seemed to enrage my older brother.

I was only 19 years old, short in stature, and my wolf was so weak that I only saw it when I transformed for the first time. On top of that, my body was thin and my hair was completely red like fire, so many said I was just cursed.

On the other hand, it wasn't long before Tyron's friends approached me with mockery. “They say omegas are only good for one thing. I guess this virgin could be useful for that,” said Michael, the most annoying of all my abusers.

“She doesn't even have a strong wolf. How can she be good at fucking? Fuck, I hope Daniel kicks you out of here when he takes the throne as alpha,” shouted my Tyron, slapping me across the cheek.

“Enough, I don't have time for your nonsense,” I said, wanting to leave the hut and ignore them.

However, just as I was about to turn around, Tyron grabbed my arm and threw me against the wall, causing a moan of pain to echo from my lips

“So you think you're brave, huh? Let's see how strong you are! Damn omega!” Tyron said, raising his hand to hit me.

I closed my eyes, waiting for the blow, but just then a loud voice rang out, “What the hell is going on here?”

Hearing that hoarse, cold voice, I opened my eyes. My heart almost skipped a beat when I saw Daniel, with his training shirt that fit his chest perfectly and his muscular arms.

Daniel was the sexiest guy in the whole pack, and like all the girls, I fantasized about him too. His light blue eyes had a sparkle that drove them crazy; even his scent and his masculine, rebellious aura made him extremely attractive.

The truth is that he had been away for a year for his training as a future alpha, but only a few months ago he had returned to the pack looking even more attractive than I remembered.

However, like everyone else, he also used to bully me. As always, I waited for his insults, but instead he just stared at me with his eyes wide open, as if he had discovered something.

But then, after a few seconds, he shook his head and frowned. “Wow! If it's Chloé, the dumb omega,” he said, causing his friends to start laughing at me.

I looked into his eyes and saw a golden ring settle in his light blue eyes; he blinked quickly. Daniel had always been there when the others mistreated me, but this was the first time I noticed something different about him.

But before I could process what was happening, Tyron grabbed me like I was a sack of potatoes and, along with his friends, dragged me through the woods to a huge lake.

“Come on, my little sister wants to swim,” Tyron said mockingly.

“What? No! Let me go! No! I can't swim! Let me go!” I screamed, trying to hit Tyron's back.

“Shut up, you damn omega!” Tyron yelled as he ripped my dress and left me in my underwear.

“Guys... She can't swim, you heard her,” I heard Daniel's voice behind me.

Despite what he said, Tyron approached the dock and threw me like a toy.

In seconds, I felt my body sinking into the icy lake water as my arms and legs flailed desperately.

“Please, I can't swim, help me!” I screamed, desperately trying to breathe.

However, when I managed to get my hands on the dock, Tyron stepped on my fingers with his feet, forcing me to let go of the dock and sink again.

“You better not cling to life, you little bitch.” I heard the mocking cries over and over again.

I wanted to keep fighting to save myself, until I finally felt my body give out. Water began to enter my throat, and I accepted my fate.

Maybe it was better to die after all; my life in the Red Forest pack was hell.

I simply closed my eyes and let the moon goddess take me with her.

***

I didn't know how long I had been unconscious, but suddenly I felt a pair of arms grab my body and pull me toward a flat, hard surface.

“Come on, you can't die! Wake up! You can do it!” I heard a hoarse voice as I felt a couple of taps on my chest:

“For the goddess' sake, wake up now, Chloé!” the same voice shouted again in desperation.

Everything started spinning when, suddenly, I felt a sharp pain and gasped. For a moment, I was stunned when I opened my eyes and saw Daniel's face, sitting astride my body with his hands on my chest.

In that instant, everything around me disappeared; only Daniel and I remained, but just then he shook his head and looked away from my face.

“Damn it! We have to go. Leave her there, no one must know what happened,” Daniel said, standing up.

Everyone nodded without a word and ran after Daniel. However, Tyron bent down, grabbed my chin, and let out an angry roar, “I don't know why Daniel was spared, but I assure you that you will die soon, little bitch.”

I heard his words and wanted to punch him in the face, but he just spat in my face and walked away.

As soon as everyone was gone, I got up off the ground and ran as fast as I could back to my cabin.

I was used to the ause from Tyron and the others, but something was gnawing at my thoughts. Why didn't Daniel let me die? Everyone would have been happy with that, but he seemed desperate to save me, which left a bad taste in my mouth