LOGINThey were right, it's been years since we heard that I won't be able to give birth again, a change might happen in another year. Then all of a sudden, I heard the sound of the breaking of the air and I quickly dodged to the side. Then, I felt a stinging pain on my waist. When I looked down, I saw
But whenever I remember the look on their faces before they turned back at me and the fact that I still had their mark on me, I would lose the courage to hurt myself. Also, there was a part in me that wanted to take revenge for my daughter but in the condition that I was in at that point, I could n
EMILY'S POV. My face was a mask of resignation, a facade that concealed the raw ache of my sadness, my true emotions hidden beneath a carefully crafted veneer. My movements became slow and deliberate as if the weight of my sadness had settled upon my bones, making even the simplest tasks laboriou
"What took you so long? Did you forget that we were waiting for you?" The mean looking woman said but I just kept quiet without saying anything. "Now, that everything is done, I hereby use this chance to banish Emily from this pack, she will not enter the vicinity of the pack no matter what, now s
B..but, I was helpless. There was nothing I could do, I did not want them to suffer for my mistakes. They've not done anything wrong and it was all my fault so I should suffer for my mistakes. "Stop dilly-dallying around, let's do the ritual." The old man said again and I finally stood up weakly.
EMILY'S POV. "She can't stay here any more and that's final, if you continue to disobey, you will be sent into the pack's inner dungeon for ten years or even more." The hunched old man said and my heart skipped a bit Inner dungeon? Why were they so cruel? In every pack, there must always be tw
I stepped off the bus, feeling completely drained after my long shift at work. I walked to the door of my house and reached for the doorknob, but before I could even turn it, a blinding slap hit me across my cheeks. I stumbled back, completely dazed, and fell to the ground. My head was ringing, and
Lincoln sneered at his younger brother but backed off, taking a step away from me. I felt a small sense of relief wash over me, but it was quickly replaced with a sense of fear as Lincoln leaned in close to me, his breath hot against my skin. "Remember," he whispered, "we're not done with you yet."
I woke up to a loud banging on my door. My heart raced as I heard my brother's voice shouting, "Open up, Omega! Don't make me break the door down!" I knew I had to move quickly, or he would follow through on his threat. I jumped out of bed and ran to the door, my heart pounding in my chest. My hand
As I opened the door to my home, I was met with the sight of my stepmother, pacing back and forth while on the phone while hunching occasionally to scribble something down on a piece of paper. I immediately tensed up, wondering if she was speaking to Mr. Gareth, and if he had called to complain abou







