“Oops. My bad, Omega,” Rachel sneered, her laugh a cruel, guttural sound that echoed through the crowded courtyard.Concrete scraped fiercely against my palms, tearing the delicate skin until hot beads of crimson welled up to the surface. My knees and elbows took the brutal brunt of the impact against the unforgiving schoolyard asphalt. A stinging, fiery pain shot through my nerve endings like a violent electric shock, but I bit my lip hard enough to taste copper, refusing to let a single whimper escape.Rachel clipping my ankle with a bone-crushing kick was no accident. They loomed over my fallen body, their eyes flashing with a predatory, amber glow. They bathed in that smug, primal satisfaction of dominance, openly mocking my scentless nature, my complete lack of a wolf spirit, and my painfully empty wallet.In a society governed by claws, fangs, and rigid pack hierarchy, I wasn't just a late bloomer. I was a wolfless Omega. A genetic dead end in a high school full of apex predator
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