“What did you say, little omega? I didn’t quite hear you.” Grayson rushed after me and growled; he yanked me roughly by the hair and pulled me back to face him. Then grabbing me by the scruff of the neck. I didn’t whimper or make a sound. I looked down at the ground, careful not to meet his glare. I knew that would make him more furious and I had learnt not to do that a long time ago. I could feel the eyes of the cafeteria on me, waiting for my response. My heart raced in my chest as Grayson's grip tightened on my neck. But I refused to show any weakness. That is what he wanted—weakness to show how powerful he was. But he would never be as powerful as his brothers or the Alpha and he knew it. "I said you don't have the right to treat others like dirt, Grayson," I repeated, my voice loud and clear for everyone around us to hear. Eliza is nothing more than an omega at the Creek Pack. All her life she has been treated badly by everyone especially the Alpha quadruplets and the Beta’s daughter. Determined to leave as soon as she turns eighteen, she soon realises that the moon goddess has other plans for her. How will Eliza react when she finds out that she is mated to the alpha quadruplets who made it their mission to destroy her life from day one. Will they regret their actions and claim Eliza as theirs? Or will Eliza stick to her plans and leave her mates and Creek pack for good?
View MoreRylan Pov As I stood before the king, my eyes locked on the stunning woman beside him. My mother's growl still echoed in my mind, "It's her!" she had whispered to my father, her voice laced with a mixture of shock and excitement. But my father's warning glance was all the reminder I needed to keep my emotions in check.The king's words resonated with me - "His daughter" - and I felt excitement and pride. I had been right all along. She was the white wolf, and I had been drawn to her from the moment I saw her Wolf. But as I gazed at her, I couldn't help but notice how she seemed captivating another man's attention. Rio stepped forward, grabbing me by the arm and pulling me back before I could react. "Rylan, what's going on?" he asked, his voice low and concerned.I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "I don't know," I admitted. "But I can feel it too. We're all drawn to her."Ed and Enzo nodded in agreement, their eyes fixed on Eliza with a mixture of longing and desire. "Oh
Eliza’s POV The day of the ball came around way too soon, and I pushed aside any anxiety that kept threatening to consume me. “You look so amazing. I'm so excited for everyone to meet you.” Abbie clapped her hands together and jumped up with excitement. I smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Abbie had worked her magic, transforming me into a vision of loveliness. "Thank you, Abbie," I said, admiring the elegant gown she had chosen for me. The silk fabric shimmered in the light, and the delicate embroidery seemed to dance across the bodice. I felt like a princess, truly. Abbie beamed with pride. "You're welcome, Princess. I knew you would look perfect in this dress. You're a natural beauty, after all." I chuckled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Abbie. She had been a godsend since I arrived at the palace, helping me to navigate the complex world of royal protocol and etiquette. And, of course, she was a master of her cr
Rylan’s POV What are you doing?” I growled at Rio angrily when we were back inside the packhouse, and our father was out of earshot. He smirked at me. “Buying us some more time. Let's enjoy this ball tomorrow and keep our parents happy for now. We have a few days to develop something.” he explained. I felt a surge of anger and frustration at Rio's words. "Buying us time?" I repeated, my voice low and even. "Is that all you're concerned about? We can't pretend to be happy and follow our father's plans. We have to take a stand." Rio shrugged. "For now, it's the best we can do. We can't just up and leave the pack without a plan. We need to be smart about this." I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me. I had expected more from my brothers, especially Rio. "You're not taking this seriously, are you?" I accused, my voice rising. Rio's smirk faltered, and he looked at me seriously. "Of course I am, Ry. But we have to be realistic. We're not going to change our father's min
Eliza’s POV I spent time with my brother Alex, exploring the palace and its surroundings. He was an excellent guide, showing me all the hidden passages and secret rooms that only a few knew about. He laughed about how he used to hide from our parents there when he was smaller. We would spend hours talking about our mother and how she used to be the one who would take him on adventures. Alex would tell me stories about her bravery and kindness, and I would listen with wide eyes, feeling like I was getting to know her better. Our father would often join us, sitting in on our conversations and sharing his stories about our mother. He would tell us about the times she had stood up for what was right, even when it was difficult, and how she had always put her family first. I loved hearing these stories, and I could feel a deep sense of connection to my mother through them. As we talked about our mother, I couldn't help but feel a longing. I wished I could have met her, to know her as
Rylan’s POV I woke up before the sun had fully risen, the darkness of the night still lingering in the air. I lay in bed briefly, my mind racing with thoughts of the previous night's conversation. My father's decision to make Daniella our chosen mate still lingered in my mind like a bitter taste in my mouth.I threw off the covers and got out of bed, padding softly to the door. I opened it slowly, not wanting to disturb anyone else in the pack house. The hallway was quiet and dark, the only sound being the soft creaking of the wooden floorboards beneath my feet.I made my way to the forest, my only destination. As I walked, the trees grew taller and the underbrush thicker until the dense foliage surrounded me. I stopped at a clearing, where I knew my brothers would be waiting for me.I looked around, my eyes adjusting to the dim light. Rio was already here, his eyes fixed on me with a severe expression. Enzo was pacing back and forth, his agitation evident. Ed stood still, his eyes f
Enzo's POV I dragged Tricia down to the cell block, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked back at my father's stern face. She begged and pleaded, but I was resolute. She had betrayed our pack and family, and now she had to face the consequences.As we descended into the dark, damp cells, the air grew thick with the scent of mould and decay. Tricia's eyes darted around, taking in the cold, rigid walls and the rough stone floors."Please, Enzo," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Don't do this. I'll do anything. I don't belong down here. I am too good for these disgusting conditions. I will get ill from all these awful germs." She shrieked hysterically. I stopped before a cell, its metal bars gleaming in the dim light. I pushed Tricia inside, and she stumbled forward, her hands reaching for me."Enzo, please," she whispered, her voice cracking with desperation.I turned to face her, my eyes cold and hard. "You're going to have to face the consequences of your actions," I said
Alpha Morgan POVI rubbed my temples, trying to massage away the growing tension in my head. This was all too much to handle. The idea that Eliza, the omega girl who had grown up under my protection, was somehow connected to the legendary White Wolf was absurd. And yet, my son's words echoed in my mind like a constant drumbeat.I thought back to when Luna found Eliza in the woods, a newborn without a family to claim her. We had assumed she had been abandoned and given her omega status. But now, I wondered if there was more to the story. Had she been sent away, or was something more sinister at play?The thought of Eliza being connected to the White Wolf was unsettling. The White Wolf was a myth, a legend whispered among packs of an influential, mysterious figure who could bring balance and harmony to the land. But what did it have to do with Eliza?I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I needed to focus on the present. My quadruplets, Alpha and his brothers, were driving me cr
Rylan's POVI knocked on the study door, my knuckles drumming slowly. The muffled voices inside grew louder, and I felt my brow furrow in concern. I knew he was meeting with someone, and I gripped the white envelope to my chest, my heart racing with anticipation. The door swung open, and my father stood before me, his eyes blazing fiercely. My gaze darted across the room to Daniella, trembling in her seat, her eyes welling up with tears.My eyebrows shot up in surprise as I turned back to my father. "Father, may I have a word?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral. He softened, his expression transforming from anger to a hint of annoyance. He turned to Daniella and barked an order, his voice low and commanding. "Leave my sight, now. Remember what we discussed." Daniella nodded hastily and scrambled out of the room, leaving us alone."Come in, son," he said, gesturing for me to take a seat. I hesitated, sensing that something was off. Why was Daniella so upset? And what was she doin
“Creek pack. I don’t know if I want to face them.” I muttered under my breath and quickly realised they had heard my words. I looked down at the ground, unable to bring myself to look at them both. I knew they would be staring at me, waiting for me to say something more. There was a moment of silence before Alfred broke it and said. “Creek, that’s where you were all this time, right?” I couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability as I nodded slowly, still avoiding eye contact. Alfred's words were like a gentle probing, and I knew he was trying to get me to open up about my past."Tell me, Princess," he said softly, his voice encouraging. "What happened to you? What did you go through? The king doesn't like to discuss it. He's just happy he has got you back again.” I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of trepidation wash over me. “I...I don't know if I'm ready to talk about it," I said, barely above a whisper.Bernard nodded sympathetically. "Of course, Princess. We understand
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