Chapter 9

Sylvia

I stop to catch my breath, I have been running or rather jogging for a while now my legs cannot take it anymore. I need to rest now, but before I do, I look around to confirm if there was no one following me. I sit down and rest my head in a tree trunk, my stomach rumbles and my eyelids become so heavy. No way I cannot afford to sleep, I am sure I haven't gone that far away from the pack. The only way is to continue with my journey.

I walk the whole day, my body is tired but my mind and heart persevere, I want a new life away from torture and constant heart break. I also deserve a happy life. Who said that Omegas don't deserve to be happy? Are we created only to be picked on by higher ranked wolves? It needs to stop. I know a lot of us end up dead most of the time due to the torture and physical pain they inflict on us. Who came up with this absurd rule? We are also created the same way they did. We didn't choose to be born this way. But we still deserve to be treated well, I k