Semua Bab THE ALPHA'S UNWANTED OMEGA MATE: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"Still alive, mutt?""Thought you'd be dead by now with all that scrubbing,""Shouldn't she be crawling? That’s what mutts like her do best," another jeered, sending a wad of crumpled paper toward my feet.Their laughter echoed in the hallway as I kept my head down, pretending their words didn’t dig into my chest. I could think of no better word to describe being an omega for as social a creature as a wolf.Wolves thrived on their connection with other wolves. But not me. All my life, the only feeling I knew was loneliness. It consumed me, like a festering sore, eating me from the inside, out.Just like my fellow omegas , the ones who learned that being born weak meant being born forgotten.We were the shadows of the pack, seen only when someone needed a punching bag or when they wanted us to work as slaves in the pack. At eighteen now, most girls my age, spent their time dreaming of their future mates. They had friends. They dressed up and went to parties, casting shy glances at all

For a long moment, I just stood there, gripping the rough bark of the oak tree, trying to steady myself against the overwhelming sensations flooding my body. My skin burned, my muscles ached, and my senses sharpened painfully, picking up every tiny sound, the whisper of leaves, the scuttle of a mouse and the distant call of an owl.I clutched my chest, feeling the erratic hammering of my heart. Fear warred with something else, something wilder, deeper, and achingly raw.A low, almost inaudible whine escaped my throat, shocking me. My fingers dug into the bark until they ached. My Wolf... Was it really happening?For years, I had waited. Hoped. Prayed.And now, here, alone in the woods, it was coming.Another wave of heat swept over me, stronger this time, and I dropped to my knees, gasping. My bones ached, my muscles spasmed, and it felt like something inside of me was struggling to break free, clawing against my skin, demanding to be born.Tears blurred my vision as pain lanced down

As soon as the Alpha ordered so, the guards immediately pulled me and started dragging me to the dungeon."Please forgive her", The sound of my mother’s cries echoed in my ears, but it did nothing to slow the guards' harsh grip on my arms as they dragged me away. Each step felt like an eternity, my feet barely touching the ground as they hauled me toward the dungeon, a cold, suffocating place that I had only heard about in whispers.My heart pounded in my chest, my mother’s desperate pleas fading with every step I took. "She didnt mean it. Please forgive her," she cried again, her voice breaking with the kind of raw desperation I had never heard from her.I didn’t look back. I couldn’t. Not when I knew it was useless. And secondly I didn't want to see her sad face. It was me who started this..The guards didn’t even glance at me, their faces were cold and unfeeling as they moved with practiced efficiency. It wasn’t the first time I’d been dragged away for punishment, but it felt diffe

The clock was striking to midnight and an hour had passed by since the horrific moment, yet I couldn't get any sleep.My body trembled beneath the cold sheets, each tick of the second hand sounding louder than the last, like a cruel reminder that time was moving while I remained stuck in that same place of pain and disbelief.I wasn't going to.Sleep felt like a betrayal. A surrender.I felt pain.It wasn't just physical. It was deeper, tangled within every nerve and thought. The ache in my chest throbbed with every breath, my lungs burning from holding back sobs I refused to release.My body felt lifeless as I lay sprawled across the pillow top mattress. The plush comfort of it mocked my suffering. Darkness surrounded me, thick and still, pressing against my skin like a second layer. It left me nervous yet curious of my whereabouts. Where am I?I was in an unknown room. The walls were unfamiliar bare, cold, and painted in a shade of gray that made the air feel heavier. The only objec

What is worse than someone knocking on your bedroom door in the middle of your peaceful sleep? Someone banging on your door interrupting your peaceful sleep."Amby, wake up." Amara's voice at this moment was like cat claws gliding across a chalk board. I even regretted why I allowed her to pick me up for training. "No."My eyes still closed, I could hear my bedroom door creak open. A cool draft from the halls slipped in along with the red head. Turning away as quickly as I could, I pulled the blankets over my head and ignored her plea for me to get up."It's training time. Get your ass up." Cool air nipped at my skin when she ripped the covers from me."What the fuck, what time is it?" I screeched, covering my eyes from the bedroom light she had turned on."Its six in the morning, now come on." I sat up, my eyes trained on her as I thought of a million different ways I could rip her apart.But I could not be livid with her. If I would have overslept, I would have had another confront