ve

d in. But it wasn't the place I wanted to c

't know the woman who gave birth to me... nor the

o one knew where we came from. Some omegas had their parents killed during pack wa

I thought maybe my parents didn't love me enough. Cause that thought sounde

was the best place for alphas and betas. Bu

hild. How slaps after slaps landed on young omegas, how they were left on corridors with wounds scat

ould raise their voice for justice... Everyone fe

wful...

as i

ability to identify scents though I was an omega. And I was pretty sure I w

somewhere alone brought me back to reality, sometimes crying out aloud if the surroun

hands; it was the handmade cake

ox for a good minute. I could remember when each omega in the large roo

f I won gold. We got something we loved once a year like that, and we could ge

n't seem to

ven a

s wanderin

exactly eighteen years old, and I was s

ll gasp. It was Ren, the person who was named the next alpha of our pack, the person who asked m

d put pressure on my throat, I couldn't generate any

. I made myself silent, wishing he would leave... Keeping the tiny cake b

some garbage." a voice that

h.. or be invisible right there. I quickly wiped the tears on my cheeks and

y composition, the devil it

gh he sounded like he was teasing me, I knew he was fumi

essly, not knowi

hing he wasn't there. It didn't take long for him to grab my long hair while I was still seated o

all my hair got sep

sion. One thing I knew about him was that he was cr

ed to a dull one, a

can remember your

ng out. I knew that he was trying to come to a point. S

u come to my

like a request, but it so

hit me. Alpha Ren was rhetorically as

head. I f

u out of this pack now, do you?" he asked

e thing I like ab

ears which gathered in my eyes

ice; there's no fun in play

d the tears which dwelled in my eyes

ited me, and neither did I w