The Omega's Fate

"Where the hell is she?" Lyne resisted the urge to curse as she heard her step-sister's voice in the corridor.She packed her bags with force, lips pouted as she detests the family trip to the South Jungle. The jungle is a heritage passed down to their Father as the royal family and that is where they spend their vacation.Living with eight siblings which all are her steps has been a living hell for her as she has had to live with discrimination and bullying for years. And for what? Simply because she doesn't have a wolf. Turning 21 next year without a mate, she cared less but it only made her a laughing stock the more.She has been told stories about her mother and father several times by Akeila, an old seer in the pack. She knew her mother was very beautiful with golden hair like hers. Slender body and red lips. She was told her mother was a great warrior even though she wasn't a wolf. That was one reason why Styx, her father had chosen to keep her as one of his wives. When her mo

Lyne knew this wasn't going to be a good idea. Following her sisters to the South Jungle was only going to be the same as before. Full of teases, taunting, and more bullying.Her father can only do two things to help. Call her a weakling for not being able to stand up for herself or repeat the story about how she is nothing like her late mother.Lyne watched all her siblings shift into wolves and run through the jungle, going to hunt. She so much wished she could do the same.Going inside her room, she grabbed her bonnet and her boots. She was wearing black pants and a yellow long-sleeved top to protect her skin from the biting sun. She went under her bed and brought out a box on which was inscribed on it her mother's name in bold.Gillian.Opening it, she grabbed the bow and arrow that was inside it and admired it at first as she ran her fingers through the weapon.Looking through the corridor, she realized it was empty.Lyne wasn't certain what she was doing but she hoped it wouldn'

Zeidan followed the ruthless Alpha into the room, counting from one to ten several times to suppress the urge to punch him in the face.Soon they were both sitting on chairs facing opposite each other, by the fireplace. From across the room, Zeidan could notice a wooden box which was obvious that people who are interrogated are made to stand in it. Asides that, the only thing he can make of the room is the high table where he was sure the Alpha of the packs would sit to pass his verdict."I have ways known you would come asking for help someday. You can't be the all-powerful forever!" Styx's voice jerked him back to focus.He looked at the man before him and calmly replied."I have come to ask for your help, Styx," he rubbed his palms together, as he leaned forward."What is it you wish to ask for?" Styx leaned back in his chair, leg swung carelessly on the arm of the furniture."Zeidan?" He added."The...the Werecats, they're attacking us," Zeidan let it out but paused mid-air thinki

The light from the sun illuminated the room giving it a serene look perfect for having time alone. Music sounded distant in her ears and all she could see is darkness and emptiness.Inside her as she closed her eyes, oblivious of her surroundings. It felt like she was been thrown into a bottomless pit where she kept falling.Suddenly, a light emerged from the end and her face was lined with smiles. Finally, it was here. But why does it still feel like she's in the darkness?The song had begun to echo like it was a dirge made for someone and when she turned her head, she was whirled by what felt like the wind into another dimension where she stood in the middle of the forest. Her forehead was laced with beads of perspiration. The air was misty and her throat sore."Hello?" She managed to call but there was silence t first."Who's there?" She heard shuffling footsteps, almost like the owner was trying so hard to walk unnoticed or unheard."I know you're somewhere hiding! Whoever you are

It was night already and Lyne lay on her bed sulking and sobbing softly. Her room gave off a feminine impression with the red and pink fabrics covering everywhere. Cosmetics and deodorants fill the dresser and a rack of beautiful dresses lay on a brown wooden rod placed above on the other side of the room. Candles surround everywhere giving the room a beautiful scent.On her bed, a big pink net covered the bed, leaving only a slight space open at the front. It made it look like she was under a tent.With her knees under her chin, she cried hard. She knew she would be a second choice yet again and she wasn't ready to dive into it again."Lyne?" She heard a deep but warm voice call. It was calming and assuring. She didn't get out of her bed. She didn't want to see his face for fear that she might forgive him instantly. His face was too good-looking.She sniffled."Are you okay?" She heard him call again. After a minute of silence, he spoke up."I was wondering if we could talk before th