The Omegas Cry

Eloise Uriel Cromwell’s POVMy mind couldn’t wash away the feelings of that stranger’s lips bore into mine. I did not know that life can be really that rewarding. I’ve had the chance to spend my night in a man’s bed. Who knows how to make me happy? Suddenly, all the work here is worth the restlessness. I live under the same roof as Master Giovanni, the beta of the Silver Fangs pack. With that in mind, I have been enslaved to his daughter, Hannah, who did nothing but make my life miserable.She was the one giving me orders. Something I never ditched doing―I fear she’ll be mad and order her men to beat me to death just like the old times.Carrying the bucket of water and a few rugs, I went inside to clean the floors. “Where have you been last night?” I was startled to hear Master Giovanni behind me. It was as if a huge barrel of ice had been poured down my head. “An orphan like you does not have anyone to meet. What were you thinking of escaping my manor, huh?!” His voice echoed all a

Eloise’s POV“Sir, Master―I am begging you!” My loud cries echoed around the halls of the room as Master Giovanni dragged me down the stairs by pulling every strand of my hair, forcing me to stumble down on the sharp steep of each step, wounding, and injuring my legs.“It… it hurts!” I continued my wailing while I tried my best to pull out of his hands. He kept on dragging me until we reached the ground floor. He threw me by the wall and I could feel my spine breaking and shattering into pieces as I curled my body up to support myself from the unearthly pain that was given to me.It was as if my ribs had already poked a hole in my organs and my wolf was severely tortured. My limbs were shaking and even if I forced myself to just cry and let the pain all out, there was no tear left for me to cry. All I have is my blood-stained dress and wounds opening up every time I try to move.“How dare you try to steal the alpha from my daughter? I know you’re never a good deal!” Master shouted as

Eloise's POVI stand staring at the two of them, waiting for a reply. Despite knowing it will only make me feel belittled and will hurt me more, I still want to hear whatever they are going to say.“Stop being too full of yourself.” Hannah laughed so hard that it rang in my ears. “That child of yours is not innocent. That is a fruit of cheating.” She whispered.What is she talking about? I never went to bed with anyone!“I am the one who is… cheating?” I suddenly questioned the things I was doing. “Haven’t you followed yet? Had you not seduced the alpha, you wouldn’t have been driven out of my mansion, you could have remained as my maid. And to be precise, you shouldn’t be carrying a child that would soon be considered as a fruit of treason,” she said.“But I cannot blame you. Keep it for all you want, I do not care,” she claimed.I turned my gaze at Cedrick who was lost in thoughts and then looked at me like I was nothing.I am being blamed… again? And my child, who for loving affec

Eloise’ POVI couldn’t decide if the man before me was an ally or an enemy. One thing was clear, though—he was someone I should tread cautiously around. The way he cursed while asking my name hinted at an unpredictability I couldn’t afford to underestimate.What unnerved me even more was his insight. He knew I carried the alpha’s child without a hint of doubt. If he could sense that from just a glance, then what else was he capable of? What other secrets could he pry from thin air? He was dangerous, an untapped force that would surely complicate my life.“How can you tell I’m carrying the alpha’s child?” I asked, my voice deliberately steady even though my heart thumped wildly. The silence that followed felt heavy, like the pause before a storm.“Did it never cross your mind,” I added with a biting tone, “that I could be carrying your master’s child? We are together, after all.” I swallowed hard, my words leaving a bitter taste. It was a lie meant to deflect suspicion, but it only ser

Eloise' POV“What is that?” Her voice sharpened with curiosity, her gaze narrowing as she took a step toward the maids who had entered the room.“A fertility charm, Zoe” one of the maids replied, her tone hushed, as if speaking of an ancient secret. In her hands, the charm was nestled on a beautiful satin cloth, its intricate patterns shimmering under the flicker of candlelight. Each carved symbol seemed to hold an untold story, a piece of old magic woven into its design. The room fell silent as everyone took in the significance of the item, the only sound being the low crackle of the hearth across the room.“Master Ruford blessed it himself. It’s to be held during the ceremony,” the maid added, her eyes darting nervously from the charm to Zoe.So Zoe was her name, huh? I just realized that I haven’t asked anything about her name or her identity. All I did was talk and talk and forgot that maybe I should have asked her some questions as well. Zoe’s eyes widened, surprise breaking he