"What's an Omega like you doing here?" he sneered. "Don't you belong in the slum, or something?" His friends snickered at his cruel joke, and I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment. I tried to ignore them and head to the empty table, but Eric wouldn't let it go. "Look at her, pretending to be a real wolf," Eric sneered. "As if an Omega could ever be anything more than a loser." *********************** Shannon’s life has always been hard as an Omega. She is bullied and abused by the pack members everyday. She has only one wish: to find her true love on her eighteenth birthday and runaway with him. But her hopes are shattered when she finds out she is mated to Alpha Eric, the most desired Alpha in school. Eric rejects her blatantly and taunts her publicly for being weak. She moves to a different pack, hoping to start afresh but things are not quite different there. She has new stepbrothers, the Alphas triplet sons, who turn out to be her worst bullies. They hate Shannon and her mom for trying to take their dead mother’s place. But what happens when they find out that they are all mated to the girl they humiliate constantly? There’s a struggle for her, each one desiring to have her for himself. But Shannon can only choose one of them but must she? Will she end up with all three brothers and how will she navigate her complex relationship with them?
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_________________The bustling halls of the school were filled with students, their voices and laughter echoing off the walls. It was the first day of senior year, and the air was electric with excitement.Everyone seemed to be brimming with anticipation, ready to start a new chapter in their lives. But instead, I felt numb. It would always be the same old story —the bullying, the name-calling, the feeling like I didn't belong.I had always been seen as a bit of an outcast at the werewolf school. Even though every teenage wolf from any pack was welcomed at the school, I felt out of place. It was like I was exposed, like they could see I didn’t belong amongst them. Most of the students saw me as a weakling, a punching bag for their jokes and pranks. Many times I tried to shrug off their taunts, but it was hard to ignore the constant humiliation.All I could ever dream about was turning eighteen and finding my mate. I had heard stories about the moment when a werewolf first lays eyes on their mate, and how a spark of recognition ignites between them. I hoped that when I found my mate, he would see me for who I really was and I would finally have someone to rely on.I rounded the corner, trying to keep my head down and avoid any unwanted attention.The pack college was full of elite Alphas and Betas, and as an omega, I felt like a fish out of water. I had spent my whole life being seen as weak and unimportant.As I turned to head to class, I realized I had forgotten my textbook.“Shit,” I groaned inwardly, dreading the thought of having to retrace my steps to the library.I heaved deeply, steadying myself for whatever was to come as I headed back down the hallway.Suddenly, something caught my attention. A sweet, intoxicating scent filled the air, my mind reeled, and my head snapped up.I looked around, searching for the source of the scent. And then I saw him; Alpha Eric.He was heading towards me with his friends behind him, his face stiffened when he saw me.Eric in his basketball outfit, was tall and broad-shouldered, his brown hair falling in waves over his forehead. He was gorgeously handsome.My chest started to pound, and my feet rooted to the spot as Eric and his friends approached me.The air became intense.In an unexpected swiftness, Eric had me pushed against a storage locker, trapping me.His eyes were dark, his voice sexy, “Aint you going to accept the mate bond?”My pupils dilated in surprise. Does he really want me to accept the mate bond?Eric was arrogant and haughty. He was apparently into alluring girls and not a nerd-like me girl.“Kiss Me, Shannon,” Eric's hot breath peppered my neck, I shivered, and his grip on my waistline tightened.I felt a knot tied in the pit of my stomach, my palms grew clammy. I was shy and happy too. I had wished for a mate who would love me, and it was granted by the moon goddess.“Don't be shy, mate,” Eric pressured, smirking with his beautiful eyes glinting.I smiled nervously, closed my eyes, and gradually complied as I was on my tiptoes, my heart fluttering as I leaned in to kiss him.But as my lips were about to touch his, Eric swiftly backed away. I froze in confusion, it was too late for me to understand what was happening as his hand came down in a blur, striking me across the face.“Ah!” I stumbled backward, falling to the ground, my head spinning.A burst of laughter rippled in the air, the students were jeering and pointing their fingers at me.‘Look at her, she actually thought the alpha would accept her!’ one of them sneered.‘The alpha probably only wanted to humiliate her, and she foolishly fell for it,’ another one said, her voice full of glee.‘She's so stupid!’ someone else jeered. ‘I can't believe she actually thought he liked her.’‘A lowlife omega can never be our Luna!’Their words cut like knives, a cacophony of cruel mirth and I felt my cheeks burn with shame.Hot tears pricked at my eyes, and I curled in on myself, trying to make myself as small as possible. I wanted to disappear, to escape from there.Just then, Eric stepped forward, his huge form towering on me. I looked pathetic and small."You're nothing but a wretched loser," Eric spat, his voice dripping with disdain. "You're stupid to think I would ever fancy you, you're weak and useless.”I felt his cruel words like a physical blow, my heart shattering into a million pieces. I bite my lip hard, forcing myself to hold back the tears as they flood down my face.“No one would ever want you.” Eric lashed.I stood on my feet, I couldn't even bear to look at his face with my tear-stained cheeks. “S-stop.”“I, Alpha Eric Winston, reject you omega, Shannon Hirthe as my mate and Luna!” he growled, his words cold and impassive.The moment Eric spoke the words, a searing pain ripped through my body.“Ah!” I gasped, my hands flying to my chest, where the pain was centered.It felt as though someone had taken a knife and stabbed me in the heart, over and over again.I collapsed to the ground again, my vision going black. I had never felt such excruciating pain before. It was as though a part of me was dying.“Get out!” Eric thundered at my face, his eyes which I once found beautiful filled with contempt.I stood, turned, and ran, tears jetting down my face. The students were laughing, jeering at me.I fled down the hallway, desperate to escape the pain and humiliation. I reached the restroom, and slammed the door behind me.I sank to the floor, my body wracked with sobs. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had never felt such pain before, physical or emotional. It was like my heart had been ripped out, like I was dying from the inside out.I buried my face in my hands, my tears coming in hot, heavy waves. I felt like I would never stop crying, like the pain would never end. I had never felt so alone, so worthless.When I finally emerged from the restroom, my eyes red and swollen from crying. I glanced around and saw that the school was empty, the lights turned off and the doors locked.I must have been in there for hours. Thus, I felt a wave of exhaustion hit me, and I realized just how much the events of the day had taken a toll on me.I trudged outside to the school gate, my eyes downcast. I heard my mother's voice calling out to me, and I looked up to see her face, a mixture of concern and confusion.“Sweetheart, what happened to you?!” She was frantic, her voice soft and full of worry.She brushed my disheveled hair, and cupped my cheek as she caught my swollen red eyes.“I… I was bullied by the students, Mom,” I told her, my voice slowly breaking.I confided in her, told her about the bullying I had been experiencing, from the taunting to the physical assaults.Mom was horrified, her eyes wide with shock.“Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry this has been happening to you," she said, her voice trembling. "I had no idea." She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug.I felt some of the weight lifting from my shoulders as I unburdened myself to my mother. However, there was still one thing I couldn't tell her —the part about my mate bond with Eric.Mom had warned me never to let my Wolf roam freely; to be honest, I don't the reason why."Your days of suffering are coming to an end, my love," Mom said. "I have good news for you. I've found my mate, Robin, the Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack. He's a wonderful man, and he'll be like a father to you. We're going to move in with him today, and you'll get to meet his sons. They're triplets, and they're wonderful young men. They'll take good care of you, I know it."My jaw dropped at my mother's revelation. I had never even considered that she would find her mate. And now we were going to live with him and his sons? It was all so much to take in.I had so many questions, but all I could manage was a simple, "What?"Mom gave me a knowing smile. "I know it's a lot to take in," she said. "But I promise it's for the best. Robin is a great Alpha, and his sons are great. You'll see, you'll love it there."Mom took my hand reassuringly, and we stepped out of the school, and headed home.Soon, we were picked up by a black car, alongside our luggage.The drive was filled with silence until we arrived at the largest pack I’d ever seen.The black car pulled up to a large, massive, and imposing mansion.The guards were everywhere with their eyes fixed on us, I felt a sense of unease.I couldn't help but worry, not knowing what the future has in store for me here.Shannon, five years later.As the sun streamed through the windows, filling the room with warmth, I found myself chasing after our energetic twins, boy and girl, who are barely five years old. Laughter echoed through the house as they raced around the living room.“Slow down, you two!” I called out, trying in vain to keep up with their energy.But Jules walking in just chuckled from the doorway, his eyes shining with amusement. “Let them play, my love,” he said, his voice filled with affection. “They’re just having fun.”I sighed, knowing he was right. As much as I wanted to keep them safe, I couldn’t deny them the simple joy of being young and carefree. With a resigned smile, I watched as they continued their game of chase and catch, their laughs filling the air with screams.Just then, I felt Jules’ arms wrap around my once again pregnant belly from behind, his embrace warm and comforting. I leaned back into his arms, relishing the feel of his strong arms around me. “How are you and
Shannon’s POVThe atmosphere in the castle had shifted since Matthew’s capture. With him out of the picture, the pack felt safer, even at the borders. Ricky and Cole had returned after several days of patrolling, their faces weary but relieved.As we gathered around the dinner table, there was a sense of peace and contentment in the air. Jules sat at the head of the table, his presence reassuring and strong. I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride as I looked at him, knowing he had risked everything to protect our pack.Ricky and Cole filled our ears with tales of their adventures at the boarders, their voices filled with excitement as they recounted their encounters with rival packs and rogue wolves. Despite the dangers they faced, they had emerged victorious and the pack now was finally safe.As we shared our meal, laughter echoed through the hall, the tension of recent events fading into the background. Even Dora and Ellie had joined in the festivities, as I’d insisted on invitin
Shannon’s POVTwo days after the investigation for Jules’ attempted murder, as I entered his room, I found him fuming in his bed, his face twisted with frustration.“They couldn’t find him,” he muttered to me before I said anything, his voice dripping with irritation. “Matthew has slipped through our fingers again.”I sighed as I watched Jules’ restless movements, knowing this was going to be a long conversation. “You need to rest, Jules. Let the guards handle this.” I said firmly, approaching his bedside. “You’re not in any condition to be worrying about Matthew right now.”Jules shot me a glare, but I could see the pain in his eyes. “I can’t just sit here while that traitor is out there,” he grumbled, shifting uncomfortably against his pillows.I gently placed a hand on his arm, trying to calm him down. “You need to focus on getting better,” I urged. “The guards will find Matthew eventually. You need to trust them.”He let out a frustrated sigh, but finally relented. “Fine,” he grum
Shannon’s POVI walked back to the castle, my mind swirling with thoughts about Matthew. He didn’t deny it. He didn’t even try to. My suspicions were like shadows creeping over me, chilling me to the bone. But without solid proof, I felt like I was playing with smoke.I found Jules in his study, buried under a mountain of paperwork. His tired eyes glanced up at me, and I could tell he was bracing himself for another round of my suspicions.“Jules, I need to talk to you about Matthew,” I blurted out before he could stop me.He sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. “Shannon, we’ve been over this. You’re letting your imagination run wild.”I shook my head, frustration bubbling inside me. “But Jules, I just need you to listen. I know something’s not right.”He looked at me with a mix of sympathy and exasperation. “Shannon, I understand you’re scared after everything that’s happened. But maybe you’re seeing things that aren’t there. It’s understandable, given the trauma you’ve been through.
Shannon’s POV“I’m not lying to you Jules, you need to believe me when I say that Mathew is not a good person. He is trying to pot against you and why won’t you believe me?” I inquired with a very stern countenance plastered on my face.“Oh please Shannon can you please just stop all of this drama? Why are you bothering yourself over something that you shouldn’t? I don’t know what is feeding you with lies but you know better than to believe everything you hear.” Jules snapped at me, walking back to his desk, and sunk into it without giving me any more regard.I knew he wasn’t going to believe me from the start but why? I’ve been on Mathew’s trial forever and it’s enough for me to know that he is planning on hurting Jules.But why won’t Jules listen? Why is he so certain that Mathew can’t do anything to him? Why am I looking like the crazy one here? All I’m trying to do is to avert him from the danger that is heading right towards him.I couldn’t let anything happen to Jules but at thi
Shannon’s POVI knew the answers I needed were not going to come that easily. I knew my instincts weren’t wrong about Matthew and he had something up his sleeves.I intended to find out because one way or the other it was going to affect someone I cared about.I had second thoughts on the fact that I might be overthinking and he wasn’t doing anything wrong.But what if he was actually what I thought he was? Doing research won’t make me lose anything but ignoring this would.I knew he had been working here and I knew exactly where to start my investigation from. The best way to get my answers is through the maids.They were the eyes and ears of everything, all I needed was to convince a maid to tell me everything. Of course, she would resist at first but later she’ll give in to some persuasion.I paced around my room thinking hard if this was the right way to go about it. What if I was wrong and I got blamed along with being called paranoid?This just has to work so I won’t get blamed
Shannon’s POVI stormed into the castle, my heart pounding in my chest. The situation with Matthew had left me unsettled, and I know I had to find a way to make Jules listen to my warnings about him.As I entered the main hall, my eyes immediately fell on Michael, playing innocently with a toy on the floor. Beside him stood Matthew, the man I found so suspicious.My instincts screamed at me to grab Michael and run, but I forced myself to stay calm. I hurried over to my son, scooping him up into my arms protectively. Michael grinned up at me, holding out the toy he had been playing with.I turned to face Matthew, my expression hard and suspicious. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice laced with tension.Matthew blinked in surprise, taken aback by my abruptness. “I came to see Jules,” he replied, gesturing vaguely. “One of the maids told me to wait here, and I saw Michael, so I thought I’d keep him company.”My grip on Michael tightened, my protective instincts in overdrive.
Shannon’s POV.The next day Jules and I moved into the pack house.It was still so surreal to me that I was an Alpha.Jules was almost completely healed now and he kept talking about how it was all because of his training yesterday. I mentioned to him that it was probably because of the training he’s still not properly healed yet but he just laughed in my face.As soon as we arrived in the pack house, we were welcomed by the slaves. They were all lined up in the living room in a straight line dressed in black and whiteThey had to be at least fifty to a hundred of them.What on earth did we need so many slaves for?I wondered as I scanned their faces.I glanced over at Jukes who seemed a little too confident. I wish I had his confidence. It seemed like he was used to it, unlike me.“These are the palace slaves, they are always at your service, They all have been assigned different stations. You will eventually get used to them but for now, these are the most important faces you will
Jules POVI woke up in a brightly lit room. I blinked, trying to adjust to the harsh fluorescent light.“Jules!” A familiar sounding voice called out and I frowned as her face came into view.“Shannon,” I sat up a little too quickly and groaned out in absolute pain.“Hey Jules,” she smiled at me.“Don’t move too much. You have not yet healed up.” She said, her sweet voice wrapping around me like a blanket.“You’ve been released?” it was supposed to be an observation but it came out as a question. I was so happy to see her, I couldn’t believe I had won. At some point, I had completely blacked out but if she was here with me then I had won.“Thanks to you. I’m so sorry for what you had to go through for my sake.* She said, hugging me.I winced at the pain and she quickly let go of me as if I were some fragile glass.“No,” I protested at the absence of her warmth. I wanted it back but I knew she would be too afraid to hurt me. That was just who Shannon was.“I’m sorry, you seem to still
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