The Omega's Surge

My sick mother had described the herbs she needed to me perfectly well. Their spines were supposed to be hairy, their leaves small, silvery, and smooth to the touch. It was a common plant around these parts, popular for healing most types of wolf illnesses including silver wounds, but I'd had trouble finding it these past few days.A herb so common it could be found at any doorstep, and yet I had to steal to get it. We were so poor that the healing herbs had avoided our barren compound.When my mother had fallen sick, I'd gone from house to house, begging anyone who would open their gates to let me into the compound and pick a few of those healing herbs. Most of them had taken a look at my ragged dress and slammed their gates in my face. The others had asked me to pay some money in exchange for the herbs. Even now I could see their taunting faces as they asked for money, ingrained in my head like a burning tattoo. I was the local church rat, everyone knew that. My mother and I could

We got to the pack house in record time. The air in the building was fraught with tension as I was led through its echoing halls. Each step I took rhymed with the pounding of my heart and my nerves were jangled. My hands shook, my heart hammered, and every part of me wanted to make another run for it, even though I knew that I would not make it past the front doors. The weight of my actions bore down on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread for what lay ahead.We stopped at a large foyer, lined with several framed pictures of past alphas. Under different circumstances, I would have been awed by the sight. Truthfully, under different circumstances, I wouldn't even be here.The alpha turned to both guards who were holding me. "Take her to the courtroom. I will meet you there." He ordered, then turned and walked down another corridor.Not once did he look at me.Why was I complaining anyway? He was an alpha, I was nothing but an Omega. We existed on two extreme ends

Alpha Noah's POVImmediately the condemned Omega was led out of the courtroom, I turned to the other Elder Wolves in the Council. The Elder who had pointed out the mark on her neck, Elder Jacob, had returned to his seat. He was muttering furiously to the other Elder Wolves around him, stirring up trouble like he always did.Anger bloomed in my chest as I remembered the ultimatum he had created for me. I was the alpha, the supreme ruler of the pack, and yet my choices and decisions were subject to sadistic men like Elder Jacob. It made me grit my teeth in rage sometimes.I silently stood to my feet and walked out of the courtroom. I walked briskly to my study, my mind filled with conflicting thoughts. The weight of the decision I had to make was pressing heavily upon my shoulders. It was constantly ringing in my head like a time bomb that I needed to diffuse. Should I adhere to the old folklore and the words of the Elder, sentencing the Omega to death? Or should I heed the counsel of m

“Noah!” a voice yelled I didn't answer“Noah!” it came againI still didn't answer“Noah!”The voice reached my ears in a haze, yet it was still clear, and each time it came, it came louder than before. It was so increasingly loud, it forced my eyes to open, even though slowly, in a movement similar to a manual pulley system.And it gradually pulled my eyelids open, until…“Noah!!!”I jolted up.My hands immediately went to my head, as a confused pain shot through it like a silver bullet. My own name yelled at me one too many times now rang in my ears in a circle, as my vision swirled up, down, and around the room. My feet were numb, and it felt like I was paralysed, but as a hand tapped my leg, I knew I could still walk.“Wake up Noah!”“It's happening!”I heard the last statement, and my brain shot back again in pain, trying to remember whatever “it” was, that was going to happen. I struggled with myself, and my foggy memory, trying to remember what I had already forgotten.My eyes

Elder Jacob came out from a doorway the height of three men, decorated at the sides with wood carvings of previous Alphas, and two guards in human form.He wore his usual pure white robe, that was accompanied by a purple sash around his abdomen, and he moved like a ghost on wheels as he made his way up a short raised platform leading to where Vrax stood.He held a long sceptre, and I stood, watching him use it as a walking stick. I squinted hard, trying to make out the color of it, as it held a smoke-like tinge, yet it was shiny, reflecting ever slightly in the sun. I thought it was coated ash; but with the Elders general title and his personal hubris, I doubted it.I moved down the steps cautiously, as these were the last flight that led to the center, and if I moved too fast, I would be noticed. As everyone else was standing still, chiming a loud, and disturbingly vainglorious song.I moved lightly, but hearing Colin's steps still behind me, my peace fell.My mind began racing with