Omega to Alpha

Athena“Go!” my mother's tensed whisper rang in my ears as the noise drew closer. This was the end of my life eventually. There was no escaping again. I was finally joining the rest of my kind or maybe get killed for ever trying to decieve the Alpha. It was as though the tears dropping from my swollen eyes were drying immediately as they fell as I lifted my tiny body out of my room window while my mother dashed out of the room in panic.“Don’t you dare lie to me, Rowan. Her scent is all over here,” the murderous voice echoed as I heard my father stand in my defense. This was the first time the Alpha visited our home. This was the first time he ever stepped into our house. Somebody must have seen me while I was running. I scolded myself as I sat in fright, shivering and suppressing the cry ready to burst out of my mouth. It was a hard rock to bite that night. “I would never lie to you, Alpha Gonzalo. I and my mate have been the only inhabitant of this house after my son joined your wa

AthenaThe young boy gave me a nasty look as he spoke with urgency. “I haven't seen this face around here…” The young man was immediately interrupted by who I just knew was a Shaman, “Tell the Alpha the enemies are stronger than we are but he can proceed if he believes in miracles. I'll be here if he needs my physical presence. Hurry now.”“But the Alpha…” “Do as I say, Charles. You may leave now” The boy dashed out of the room after what seemed like a minute of confusion. My mind raced in panic as I heard about the presence of the Alpha. There was nothing that could convince me from thinking that it wasn't finally over. But did it have to be on my birthday? My whole body was shivering from the thought until the Shaman spoke, “you shouldn't be here, young man. Today's training is about to begin.”I was caught between running away or telling the shaman the truth. But, what if the Alpha caught me on my way out? What would become of me? What if the Shaman hands me over to the Alpha hi

AthenaAlthough I hadn't met him, I knew he would be just as heartless as the Alpha. I limped out of the school's premises hating my legs and the terrible pain in my abdomen. A random reptile crossed my path. It ran over my worn-out shoes. What a mistake it made. I crushed its head with my heels, stamping my feet aggressively until it was impossible to recognize its form as a once colorful spiky lizard. Countless times my mother had thought I needed a therapist after killing a stray cat the last summer. No one accepted the fact that it ate my pet fish, Goldie—the only loyal friend I ever had. How could I let that slide? I turned to continue my journey home, leaving the dead carcass for the swarm of flies settling on its bruised body. I strode down the almost deserted streets. It was one of those days I enjoyed the bliss of freedom and what it felt like to be part of a learning institute, though unwelcomed. I should be sorry for the Alpha's potential loss of his only son, but I wasn't.

(an omega curse)Athena I blinked rapidly unable to fathom what was before me. The girl that responded to me earlier left my side as soon as a hefty-looking man approached me. His chest was bare. The only clothing on him was the hide of a leopard around his waist, such that a flimsy view of his muscular lap was exposed. The beards on his face were so much that his mouth was almost invisible.“When did you arrive?” the husky voice inquired. I used to think my father had the scariest voice but I was proven wrong right on the spot. I began a tireless palpitation as I struggled to crawl away from him, moving on my already-bruised elbows. Sporadic coughing flew out of my mouth in replacement for an answer to his question. He pulled me by my hair towards what seemed like a thatched house in the midst of forest ground. The chaotic noise diminished as we approached the onlookers—a large group of young females and a scanty number of males. All looking unkempt and scrawny. I could tell I was t

AthenaWe retired back to the omega’s quarters, which had soon become a home I was not ready to accept. We all marched along in our numbers into the thatched house. I didn’t acknowledge the massiveness of the house until that night. There was a large hall behind the masters’ lodge. Old rusty bunks with tattered beds were scattered all over the place. It was like a heap of organized mess, with a stench of rotten food hanging painfully in the air. Everyone slumped onto his or her bed. I looked out for an empty space for myself. Luckily, I found one at the extreme corner, close to the only tiny window in the room. It was no surprise that everyone took off their clothes immediately after they got in—there was only one source of ventilation. I was still fully dressed, still in shock that such a place harbored living beings. It looked exactly like an abandoned store room for unused household items. I slumped on the bed, as my body wanted. I sneezed for a minute stretch before I could adjust