Laura's point of view:
"I do reject you!" he shouted while slamming my poor body into the wall, lurking behind me.
I should've expected such treatment from Alpha Blades' only son. He wouldn't accept a weak omega like me to be his mate.
In fact, I'm not angry with him as much as I am angry with my fate for binding me with such a jerk.
"You will tell no living soul about that... us. If you do what I told you, expect the worst from me... Now, be a good she, and accept my rejection!"
The pain inside my heart grew as he rumbled every word. Yet, I wasn't the one to show weakness...
I was indeed nothing but an omega, but I wasn't shy of myself. I know for sure that every pack member, including omegas, has their impact on the pack. My father taught me to be proud of myself and never back off from any battle, even when it’s painful as hell.
"I'm Laura Jonathan," I spoke proudly. "Nothing more than an omega... I gladly accept your rejection. In fact, I would have been the one rejecting you if not for you coming first."
I pushed his heavy, perfect body off mine. Then I decided to add one last line before going back to school.
"I would hate to waste more of my time on your highness. As for now, I have a literature class that usually seems boring. Yet, compared to staying here with you, it feels more than just interesting."
Just like that, I left, making my way back to high school as fast as I could. If I spent even one more minute by his side, I'm afraid I would lose all hold I have over myself.
I felt like crying, shouting, screaming about how unfair it all was. Still, I wasn't going to do it...
I wasn't showing that jerk, aka. the future alpha, that he made a scar inside my heart. A scar that there's no way I would recover from quickly.
Though I distanced myself from him, I could still hear his angry growls echoing through my ears.
It never happened that an omega like me disrespected an alpha the way I did, but I kind of don't regret it.
Right after I reached my literature class, I sat in the corner of the classroom, as I usually do. Time flew so fast that I didn’t notice when the class was over until I spotted some of my classmates dismissing themselves.
I took the hint to go back home, but on my way, someone called my name. The voice calling me sounded a bit familiar, yet not pleasant!
The same voice repeated.
"Laura!"
I sighed, then tried to fake a smile. I’m not in the mood to fake emotions, but I couldn’t break Peter's heart.
The guy feels like an innocent boy. I mean, he never spoke to a girl but me, which I found weird, of course.
He’s not missing a thing, quite handsome, even when wearing those stupid glasses on his face. He could’ve been one of the famous guys.
The thing is, he’s just not my type.
I would love to have him as a friend, but he’s not looking for just friendship. He’s looking for more, which is not on my list to do.
"Hey!" I greeted him, and the smile on his face grew upon my simple greeting.
"I... I’m... I was." He swallowed hard before he handed me what looked like a gift.
"What's that?" I asked, even though I knew what was being held in his hands.
"It's something for your birthday, it’s your birthday. Am I right?"
I breathed in and out before I started stating facts.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot accept it..."
Well, before that, I said what I had in mind, he interrupted me.
"... That’s okay, forget about it!" Like he always did, he dismissed himself the moment he started feeling rejected.
Without adding any other words, he dismissed himself.
Well, I would lie if I claimed to understand him. Yet, I would be cruel if I gave him hope that we might be together when we won't. It’s better to be honest in these kinds of situations than to hurt someone’s feelings when they grow stronger.
I made my way out, only thinking about heading back home. I would be a liar if I claimed not to hate this day – my 18th birthday, for several reasons.
First, I haven’t shifted yet, nor have I felt any wolf inside of me.
Second, my mate just rejected me.
Only thinking about it makes my life look like hell. Anger blinds my sight, and I didn’t notice Julie's eyes watching me for a while.
Only when she cut my way did I notice her presence.
Excuse my lack of information, I still haven't introduced who Julie is. Well, she's no one but the beta’s only daughter and my ex-mate's girlfriend.
By looking at her, it doesn’t seem hard for me to understand the reason why I was rejected.
The girl screams perfection. She’s everything the unmated males in our pack dream about—power, beauty, and high rank.
Her brown hair stole my attention before my gaze moved toward her green eyes. While looking at her sharp green eyes, I noticed the hatred lurking inside them.
"What are you looking at, scam?"
Wait, is she talking to me? She was truly talking to me!
"My way out... Which happened to be blocked by you."
She was indeed the beta’s daughter, and a normal omega like me should do nothing but show respect to her since she’s of a higher rank than me.
The thing is, the rank never affected me, unlike ordinary wolves. I wasn't afraid of her, although I should be.
I mean, the girl can tear my body into pieces with no effort and without even being questioned for the reason why she ended my life.
Not fair, but it’s the usual life of an omega, and only now have I started realizing how sick my life will be.
Lost in my thoughts, I was when she spoke again.
"Heard that you turned 18 last night, and I still cannot feel your wolf. Perhaps you're never meant to be a wolf." She spoke meanly, yet, nothing she said turned out to be a lie.
"Get lost, Julie." I rolled my eyes while trying to get away from her, yet she managed to block my way again.
"You know, I’ve always felt amazed by your ability to disrespect high-ranking wolves. Still, it turns out that there’s nothing special about you, just a tiny human…" She exclaimed, causing my entire body to freeze.
She could be right. Maybe I'm not a wolf, and I'm just a human. Worse, now that my mate rejected me, I’ll have to be part of the werewolves' ritual.
The thing is, I don't know how I am going to deal with the werewolves' ritual, The Run. Am I even going to make it out alive?
Only then did I realize there's only one week left until The Run.
Laura's point of view:The music was loud, and the familiar disgusting scent of sweaty humans mixed with alcohol made me feel sick.I would normally mingle among these humans and dance until my body couldn't take it anymore.The loud music hurt my human ears, and the drink in my hands seemed to do wonders, as it was the only way for me to forget how unfair life could be.Indeed, I'm just a human. I've never shifted, nor do I believe I ever will.My 18th birthday was an awful day, the worst in my entire life. As if it wasn't enough for me not to shift, I was also rejected.I tried hard not to let the tear in my eye slide down my face. I don't show weakness, especially since I'm the only person left for my mother.Yes, my mom and I live alone, we don't have anyone by our side. We used to have a father, but he's gone. He's been gone for so long that it doesn't hurt as much as it used to.He was killed while protecting me from a rogue attack.No matter how hard I try to explain it, you wil
Laura's point of view:"See you at the run, Wolfie."It’s already been a week since I met the stranger at the bar, yet his last words kept repeating themselves in my mind like a promise that will come true.That kiss, that single kiss, has become a drug I'm addicted to, but I cannot have.It haunts me in my dreams, and even when I'm awake.Worse, I don't feel the same. Something inside me woke up the exact moment his soft, sweet, tasty lips touched mine.I shook my head while trying to push away all those worthless thoughts, then I collapsed onto my bed, exhausted. I couldn't sleep last night, and the night before.Furthermore, I am not just afraid, but terrified. Tonight is the big night, the moment the moon is spotted in the sky, and the run will start.The thing is, as a she-wolf, I need to shift, and when I do not...Well, I don't want to think about that either.A knock on the door brought me back to reality."Laura! Are you ready yet?" Mom sweetly called, but I could only help bu
Laura's point of view:It’s almost night. A few minutes are all that keep us all from running. Everyone seems to quietly enjoy their time, everyone but me.Of course, not only unmated wolves are welcome here. There are also mated couples who are here to celebrate such a magical night.I must admit that the bonfire looks quite appealing, and my body is so into giving in to the sweet melodies of drums.I would normally enjoy it all and wouldn’t find it hard to blend in between the wolves dancing around the bonfire. Still, I have more serious matters to think about for now.I stand along with the other rejected and unmated she-wolves, getting myself ready to run as fast as I can when it’s time. It’s a matter of twenty-four hours before my entire nightmare is over.I know I might lose my wolf once and forever. Still, it’s better than being enslaved in the hands of males who would want to break my soul and make an obedient breeding machine out of me.I was lost in my thoughts when I spotted
Laura's point of view:Darkness surrounded me everywhere. I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but I guess it’s time to wake up. The first thing I noticed was that I wasn’t in my room."Where the hell am I?" I wondered deep inside myself before it all started coming back to my mind.I was on the run, and I was about to make it out of there free. Then I saw Julie, and I decided to help her. Noah was about to mark me, but he didn't...Worse, the stranger from the bar was the one marking me. It was then that I lost consciousness.Still, where am I right now?Something about this room doesn't seem right. It's as if I was moving.I stood up, left the bed where I was lying, and made my way right toward the door.What was I thinking? Of course, it would be locked.My head was still in a daze, and my mark spot was burning like hell. Still, my eyes were searching for a way out.Hopefully, my eyes spot a tiny window. Yet, it wasn't my way out. Nothing here seemed to be my way out.I was mov
Laura's point of view: I spent my entire life believing that our alpha packhouse was the biggest house my eyes would ever see. Well, that's a lie, a huge lie. I could not stop gasping the moment my eyes met the marvelous palace I was standing by its gates. I shifted my gaze from the place to my mate, whom I still don't even know his name. "Where are we?" I wondered, and with a smirk on his face, he answered. "Home, Wolfie..." My head started spinning around as realization started hitting me as hard as it could. Then I remembered what my mom had told me the day of the run when I was still in my room. "...Some people even claim that the alpha king would take part in the ritual this year..." Her voice kept repeating inside my head, creating a wave of uncertainties and doubts. Until I could hold it no more. "What's your name?" I questioned him while wishing the claims my mother told me about were anything but true. "Damien..." He started, but another loud gasp escaped from me, w
Laura's point of view: I can't imagine my life getting any more sinister. It's still hard for me to understand what happened a while ago. Well, it turns out that the mating ceremony that was prepared in the palace was in honor of Prince Damien, but not in my honor. Instead, another female named Selene had something to do with my mate. The furious, growling man was indeed the king, and of course, he wasn't on his own. Also by his side was the Queen, who was my mate's parents. None of them were making efforts to hide how much they despised me. Looking at the so-called Selene, I get why they would dislike me. She is also of high rank, stunningly beautiful, and is supported by a powerful father. One of the Lords who attended the ceremony, and based on the way he threatened me with death and promised the prince vengeance, was her father. Anyway, back to the lady that my mate was supposed to mate with. She was a graceful, gorgeous, good-looking she-wolf. You know, the type of fairyt
Laura's point of view: "I want to know who she is. What's between you two? Is she your mate?" I stated the facts. I've always hated being in the dark, and I couldn't stand not knowing what was happening around me. "She's not my mate!" He confesses, causing my heart to relax, but not for too long. What was coming was too much for me to handle. "She's my first love!" "You're what?" I chuckled while pushing him away from me. This time, he didn't hold me still. Instead, he let me go. I sat opposite the one who was supposed to be my second chance mate while waiting for a real answer, but he didn't say a thing. "Okay, I get it! You love her, and I wish I could be happy for you both, but I'm not. The thing is that I want to know... If she's the one you love, what am I to you? Why did you even involve me in the thing between both of you? Let me guess! Are you trying to make her jealous by using me? Of course, you would do it. I mean, what am I? Just an unknown omega from an unknown pack.
Laura's point of view: I received an invitation to the Queen's royal suite. I can't believe my luck. Perhaps Damien explained the misunderstanding to her. The naive part of me thought. I used to believe that everything would be fine. Little did I know what awaited me. After waking up from that nightmare, I couldn't fall back asleep. So, I stayed awake until my mate joined me. We had breakfast together here in his room. Then he excused himself, saying he had some assignments to deal with. Once again, I found myself stuck in his room. Unconsciously, I started thinking about the woman from my nightmare. Who could she be, and why am I dreaming about her? A few minutes after Damien left, a maid knocked on the door before entering to inform me that the Queen herself invited me to her royal suite for tea. She also gave me a gift: a moon-shaped necklace. It's one of the most beautiful pieces of jewelry I've ever seen. In fact, I never thought I would be able to wear something so ex