The Hockey Alpha and His Secret Omega

LARA’S POVI stood like a robot, watching them in slow motion, as they fornicate like dogs. This is why he didn't answer my texts.However, before either of them could notice me, I stumble away from the door like the handle burned me. Nausea and heartburn crawl up my throat and scald it with acid. The thought of the betrayal eating down to my soul like stab.. Being at this party suddenly disgusts me and I wish I never come here today. So, I start wobbling toward the stairs, leaving could be the best option after all.I confessed to Reis first, as I have developed feeling for him right from our middle school days. He agreed to my proposal, I gave him my first kiss and believed his words of "I also have feelings for you, but I don't know how to tell you" What a joke.Tears burn my eyes as I make my way down the stairs. How could he do this in a new year....The party is now in full swing, everywhere rowdy with happiness of the new year but my mind was chaos.I have really been foo

LARA'S POV I went from the unknown top student to being the school celebrity in just a day after the new year celebration. As seniors, we resumed back to school a week earlier than other students and damn, it's not easy a bit. Jeff has found out that the video is photoshopped but who will believe me that it's a photoshopped video? I was really tempted to yell everyone the kind of relationship I had with Reis but what evidence do I have to back it up? I had to live when the trauma of seeing the guy I love laugh at me while playing with his lover, Dad also get scorned in the neighborhood, for raising his daughter wrong. One week passed in a flash and by that time, the news isn't as fresh as before, but still no one can forget it and I still go back to being an outcast who can't even pass where others are sitting. Even if I was called by a teacher to answer a question in class, those mocking stares and smirks irk my ego so much that my weekly reports retention rate dropped to the l

Lara's POV It was Reis.My breath hitched as I saw the person standing before us.The entire school felt like it was against me, their eyes piercing through me being the centre of attraction.I couldn't take this anymore and the first thing I wanted to do was to take my phone.“ Return that phone back” I shouted but he didn't listen.“ What's causing the commotion?” he inquired, his brown eyes fixed on me who was surrounded by a group of students.“ What's this guy doing here?” That was the question burning through my mind.My tears were flowing like a waterfall when I saw him,a smile slowly rising on his face.I held great disdain for that smile . He was the perfect groom with ladies crushing all over him.“ What are you doing here Reis? “ his girlfriend Bella rushed over to his side the moment she caught the sight of my phone in his hand.His hands stretched out, raising my phone in the air .“ Come back to me and I will give you the phone unscathed “ his expression was stern but

Lara’s POVThe rest of the day passed in a blur. No matter how hard I tried to bury myself in my books while in the classroom, I could not shake the feeling that eyes were on me. The giggles in the hallway, the smirks when I passed, the whispers just loud enough that I could hear every word. It all pressed on my chest like a weight I could not carry anymore. When the final bell rang, I left the classroom without waiting for Jenna or anyone else to stop me.Outside, the air was thick with mist. Streetlights glowed faintly in the distance, swallowed by fog. I wrapped my arms around myself, clutching my bag close to my chest as though a thief was behind me. My footsteps echoed in the empty street, each one sounding sharper, quicker, more nervous. Something about the silence unsettled me, but I could tell what it was. “Relax, Lara,” I muttered under my breath. It’s just your mind playing tricks.But my body would not listen. My stomach churned. My skin prickled as though unseen eyes foll

POV: Mixed (Lara + Luther)The drive into the woods was silent, though my chest wasn’t. I couldn’t help but wonder what must have happened. Every beat of my heart echoed too loud, every breath scraped like broken glass. I sat with my arms wrapped tightly around myself, staring out of the car window as the blur of trees swallowed the horizon. The night was too quiet, too heavy, as though the forest itself knew where we were headed.Beside me, Luther drove with his jaw clenched tight, his knuckles white against the steering wheel. He hadn’t spoken since we left the city. His silence was worse than anger. It was suffocating. I thought of the right words to calm him, but none came. So I kept quiet. .I tried to distract myself, but last night’s memory kept slipping into my mind.