Adora "Dad, please let me go for the mating ball; this is my last chance." My pleading gaze was fixed upon my dad, hoping that the ugly spirit of stubbornness upon him would leave him alone. He sat beside my mom on the old sofa in the living room; his face cold as ice. "You shameless fool! This will be your twenty-fourth ball. Do you think that money grows on trees for me to continue wasting it on dresses for an occasion where you cannot find a mate?” I looked away, staring at the peeling paint on the wall and the few family photos hanging when we were much happier. Arguing with my dad would be foolish since he could lock me up if provoked. So, I remained calm. I was Omega, an unwanted blood type in our society, but even omegas find love. I've seen others find their mates at the ball, ever since I began attending month after month since my seventeenth birthday. My mate didn't need to be alpha or beta; all I wanted was someone who would make me happy and complete me. "Dad, pl
Adora All of my excitement flew out the window and dissolved into pure hurt and disappointment. My mate was tall with brunette hair and wore designer clothing. He looked about my age and had an aura of wealth around him. His girl was hot, wearing a long red dress with a slit that exposed her creamy thigh. My breath hitched when I saw how happy and in love they appeared. It was common for people to be in relationships before they met their soulmates. Still, it was heartbreaking to watch my mate happy with someone else. I stepped forward hoping he'd notice me and feel our bond. He did and turned around sharply. His eyes doubled in size and stayed that way for close to a minute. His girlfriend noticed and clung to him like a scared rabbit. Then the shock subsided, and he glared at me like I was the most disgusting thing on earth. "No, it can't be," he said, his voice cold and harsh, denying the truth."Get lost, Omega. I can never be your mate." My heart felt a gushing pain. I was
Thor Before we captured the girls, my beta, Conan, and my twin sister, Reina, gathered over fifty rogues, giving them instructions on what to do. "Alpha Thor doesn't want any bloodshed unless it is necessary. Calm your fucking nerves," said Reina as she ran a hand over her bald head and handed them guns.I stared at her in admiration. Reina was five months pregnant, a miracle after nine miscarriages since the birth of her first child. She was strong as a hulk and could command an army of rogue werewolves, controlling men, including me.Conan's bright lipstick shone like neon lights. He was intersex, having both male and female sex organs. It was incredible how the most unlikely people had the most strength. The rogues dressed in all black. We were from different packs; some were omegas, tired of molestation from their pack mates, some rebels and others had their reasons for leaving their pack, but we all shared one thing in common. A pound of flesh. Revenge ignited our blood li
Adora The night crawled like wounded insects and my limbs trembled with fear. Everyone was restless, huddled together in this hell hole, staring with wide eyes.The fear of dying wrapped around us. Although it was certain that Thor wouldn't hurt me, it didn't stop my heartbeat from racing so fast that I felt the physical pain.Some of the girls sobbed quietly. Although our dads were on the way it seemed the rogues had overpowered them. After long hours of staying wide awake, daylight streamed through the boarded-up windows and lit our faces. It was a cold, grey morning, matching my mood. My mouth tasted like sandpaper. Memories of last night filled my head. Thor felt insulted after I asked him to reject me. Of what use was a sexually appealing murderer? I'd rather spend the rest of my days in the sisters sanctuary. "Time for breakfast," a female rogue announced. The aroma of pancakes wafted down the dusty hallways making me want to drool. Four women, including the bald lady from
Adora Thor's eyes darkened in anger. "Conan, stay the hell out of this.” "No," Conan sneered, reaching for me. Thor sprang into action, grabbing Conan's shirt and pushing him out through the door. Just then, a loud bomb-like bang echoed. Our dads were here! Pure relief surged within me and I flew out of the room. The rogues coked their guns while some held very sharp-looking cutlasses and axes. "Adora! Over here!" Morgana cried, grabbing my hand. My heart raced as the rogues clashed, and before the girls got to the clearing, everywhere was chaotic with broken bottles and the coppery taste of blood. I joined the girls, screaming for help. My side vision sighted Thor knocking my dad's friend, Silas, with the butt of his gun, and on his left hand was an ax with silver fury. Silas' daughter wept at the top of her lungs. Alpha Carter's sword was bloody as he thrust the side of a rogue. The rogues were winning. I heaved when Baldy swung an ax on someone's head and it burst open
Damien,The moment I set my gaze on my mate, I took a quick, sharp breath, and an unexplainable sadness spread across my body. It was like an invisible, hollow space opened up inside of me.She stared at me wordlessly, her mouth dropping open, as startled as I was that we were in the same class.My skin shivered, as though I had just been drowned under the water for days. I felt sick to my stomach, wondering how I was going to cope with seeing her every fucking weekday.Without saying a word, I walked past her briskly, like she meant nothing to me. Like she was not the only one in my thoughts all weekend.A million thoughts went through my mind while I walked up the aisle and settled in a hard plastic seat. My bond with her was wrong on all levels. I couldn't leave Shirley for her. I owed Shirley my life.Although I couldn't deny that it was tough to see the longing in Adora's gaze, neither could I deny my heart that turned over with strong sexual charm.Adora was fucking beautiful an
Adora My day was useless. I couldn't focus on any lecture; the professor's voice sounded like a buzz in my ear. All that filled my head was Damien and the look of disgust on his face and how he walked away, pretending like I didn't exist.The bond was strong, tugging at my heart, but what could I do when my mate didn't want me? He was going to break it, that's for sure, which means that I'd have to move to the sister sanctuary forever and live in isolation and loneliness.I stood up abruptly because I couldn't bear the thought of being in that prison. I needed to talk to Morgana. Grabbing my bag, I rushed out of the room and didn't care if I missed the rest of the class.Using the mind link was not allowed on the school premises because it could cause lots of distractions. But I needed to talk to her and mind-linked her, hoping she was not too busy."I need to see you, Morgana, it's urgent."She responded immediately, "What's wrong? Can't we talk through the mind link?""No, I need
Adora "What's the point of talking to him?" I said, holding in my tears."Please don't cry," she rubbed my back.I shrugged. "I don't even have tears in my eyes anymore. It's just crazy that the moon goddess is hell-bent on destroying my life.""Don't say that, you know that's blasphemy," she warned me with a soft tone. "If you want, I can talk to my dad. He has the right to summon Damien; he's the alpha after all.""Thanks for trying," I said, "but I'm done."I got home and dropped my bag on the couch. I could hear the blast of music from upstairs, thanks to my noisy brother, Nolan.My grandma was in the kitchen, stirring soup and humming a tune. They were all happy, not knowing the pain I was going through. Well, it's not like I planned on telling them; I didn't want them to worry."Grandma, you shouldn't be standing for too long or even stressing yourself because of the arthritis,” I said, announcing my presence."Oh, please," she chuckled, and I stared at her hands, which were sw