Semua Bab I've Always Been Yours : A Rejected Omega Novel : Bab 1 - Bab 10

OLIVIA MARTINS "Look at her, what a slut."I ignore the whispers and stares as I walk down the hallway of my high school. It wasn't new to me, the insults, the disgusted looks they throw at me. I should have gotten used to it by now. But I haven't. It doesn't hurt any less after a thousand times, and I still feel the burn in my cheeks when their stares get too unbearable.I keep my head down and increase my pace, counting my steps until I'm out of the school, where I won't be able to hear their snickers and whispers anymore. The blast of air that hits me as I step out of the school walls is refreshing, calming the storm raging in me. You might wonder why I put up with it. Well, it's because I have no other option. As an omega, I don't really have many choices. I listen, obey, and do what I'm told without questions. It's been that way for as long as I can remember. My opinions don't matter, my feelings are ignored, and the only reason I've not been kicked out is because of Caspian,

But it never came. As he swung his hand to hit me, he lost his balance and stumbled forward, crashing to the ground. He lay there, knocked out cold. I sat there still trembling at what just happened. My heart racing, my breath heavy. The sound of his snoring brought me out of my reverie. I quickly stood up and entered my room making sure to lock the door. He'd probably be out cold until tomorrow, but it was better to be safe than sorry. After washing up, I lay on my bed, my senses on high alert, tensing at every sound, afraid that my father would wake up and finish what he started. I didn't even realise when I finally fell asleep. ^^^ I woke up before my alarm rang, and got out of bed. Pressing my ear against the door, I was relieved to hear my father's loud snores. I gently opened the door, to find him still knocked out. I quietly got ready for school, trying not to make a sound that might wake him. Just as I slipped on my shoes, a car horn blared loudly outside. "Shit,"

I cried out as she threw me to the ground, my hair tangled across my face. I trembled in fear as she stood over me, her eyes fully changed, flashing with rage. "Don't you dare touch my Caspian, you whore." She screamed, claws extended, as she threw herself at me. I scrambled back in fear, hands raised in defense, but someone caught her before she unleashed her hatred on me. Mr. Clarke, the school's biology teacher, held her as she screamed and struggled against him to get to me. "Miss Reyes, you need to calm down now." He commanded. But she wasn't listening; she continued to struggle with him, screaming obscenities at me. "I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill you." She shrieked. Mr. Thomas, the school's security guard, grasped my arm, helping me up. Wincing at the throbbing pain in my head, I touched my scalp, feeling puncture wounds from her fake nails digging into my skin. She continued to fight with Mr. Clarke, who struggled to hold her, and for a moment she broke free, launchin

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" Caspian's loud voice cut through the tension in the air, and as soon as he saw me, he rushed towards me and swept me into his arms. His hand cradled my head, but I winced as his fingers brushed against my tender scalp. It still stung from Bridget's harsh pull, and he noticed. It only made him angrier. "Who the fuck did this to you?" He demanded as his fingers gently traced the scratch marks on my neck and the red handprint on my cheek. He took in my tear-stained cheeks, my puffy red eyes, and my crushed figure, and his anger evaporated; his eyes filled with concern. "Olivia." He whispered, his thumb gently wiping my tears away.His eyes flashed red as his wolf fought to take over. I gripped his hand tightly and shook my head. "Don't." I whispered urgently. He struggled for a moment, his body rigid with tension, but I held him firmly. His wolf wanted justice, but letting him out would only complicate things further.

His eyes darken with desire as I sit back and tug my towel down, exposing my breasts to his hungry gaze. He takes in the sight of me, licking his lips at the way my nipples pebble under his stare. With a low, husky groan, he claims my lips again in a passionate kiss. His arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling me close as he devoured my mouth. "Fuck, Olivia," he breathes, reaching out to cup one of my soft mounds. "You're so goddamn perfect." My skin is warm and soft under his calloused hands, the contrast making me shudder with need. He circles my nipple with his thumb, feeling it harden further at his touch. Leaning down, he captures the other nipple between his lips, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. I gasp, arching into his touch as he sucks and teases me. One hand slides down my body, tracing the curves of my waist and hips before coming to rest between my thighs. Even through the thick fabric of his jeans, I can f