After the Alpha, Luna, and Beta, the Gamma wolves are the next in command in a pack's chain of command. They are the supreme protectors of a pack which puts them among the high-ranking and most respected officials of a pack. No wonder all the shifters inside the dining hall had shock written all over their faces when I didn't rush to do as the Gamma chief had commanded. They thought I'd gone crazy for having the guts to disobey a high-ranking officer of the pack
I squat in front of Martha's chair instead and look into her eyes that has tears in them. Martha is not a shifter. She's human, yet she treats me better than my own kind. As if she's my mother."I told you I'll make the coffee, Martha. You could have hurt yourself! You didn't even have your walking stick with you, what if you fall and break another bone?""I'm sorry child. I just wanted to help. When I saw you were already behind schedule... I - I was trying to help so you wouldn't get punished, instead, I made it worse... I'm sorry!... Oh, Lawd, Ash! He's coming behind you" Martha warned. She feared for my life. I can feel the hands she places on my cheeks shaking badly as she talks"It's not your fault Martha. I'll be okay, c'mon don't cry..." I say and smile in assurance. Behind me, I can hear the Gamma chief's heavy footsteps on the hardwood floor as they march toward me in anger. Even though I see the fear on Martha's face and feel the bastard's presence when he arrives at my back, I didn't turn or flinch away from him"Well, aren't you a cocky bitch!?" He growls and grabs a fistful of my hair, dragging me on the floor with it. God, that hurts! It feels as if I'm being scalp alive. I use my two hands to hold down my hair in a bid to reduce the pain and prevent my hair from getting ripped from the root.My actions couldn't stop him from taking a handful of my hair with him when he forcefully slam my head into the floor near the foot of the dining table. My vision first went sort of blurry before I lost consciousness. I came to, feeling the pain of his kicks everywhere as he continually scream..."Yeah, that's what I thought! Stay down! Stay down where you belong! I will mop the floor with your ass, you ugly freak!" He screams on and on as he kicks me.I roll into a ball trying to prevent my face and stomach from making contact with his foot as much as I could."That's enough Mitch! What the hell do you think you're doing!" The Luna's voice mercifully sounded inside the room and the kicks immediately stopped."Alpha!..." Except for me, who is struggling to get up, every other shifter in the room stands and slightly bows their heads with respect to the Alpha and Luna."What's going on here?" The Alpha asks walking past me like I'm invincible, to sit at the head of the table."It's nothing Alpha. The Omega was getting ahead of herself and needed to be reminded where she belonged." The Gamma chief replied, looking down in satisfaction towards where I'm still struggling to get up."Fuck you!" I say in a whisper and smirk back at him. I don't know what gave me the guts to say that to a Gamma chief. I must have been out of my mind and delirious with pain to care anymore. Nobody saw what I did except him and I saw with satisfaction how the smile on his face quickly change to a frown. Congratulations Ash, another round of beating loading."Well somebody should help her up to the medic or wherever, let's get this meeting started." The Alpha said in dismissal.I don't know how it's done in another pack but in this pack, such is the life of an Omega. I could have died and it would have been business as usual. That is why I wouldn't be waiting another day longer. I would leave this pack and take Martha with me as soon as I turn eighteen. That is if I live to see my eighteenth birthday.I just hope the moon goddess would afford me that opportunity. Even if she wouldn't give me my wolf, then let me leave this pack alive. If not for my sake but for the sake of Martha. She didn't have any family that I know of and needed someone to take care of her in her old age.Even though the Alpha said someone should help me to the medic, nobody came forward to help except for old Martha. Since I know Martha couldn't help me without falling over herself, I hold on to the edge of the table and manage to pull myself up, stifling a groan in the process because of the intense pain I'm feeling on my side.I quickly limp to where the coffee trolley is and push it to the dining table. I'm about to arrange the cups in front of everyone when the Luna stops me"Leave it. I'll arrange for it to be done. You go take care of yourself at the medic"My jaw nearly dropped with surprise...'She cares!?' I thought to myself, surprised by her behavior when I've always thought she was no different from the rest of her family. I observe the Alpha is cold, aloof, and somewhat unfeeling and Miranda, their only child is around my age. Miranda is hungry for power and cruel, no two ways about it. She did a number on me once. According to her, 'I looked her straight in the eyes.' Bitch nearly broke my arm for looking her straight in the eyes! So, so evil!..It was past one in the morning that I finally get off work. My body aches all over, especially my right side where I was kicked the previous morning. I wonder if the asshole had broken my ribs since It hurts so bad to breathe and move around. At that moment I wish so badly that I have my wolf and I wonder with sick feelings in my heart if I would ever.I gingerly raise my shirt under the streetlight and swears softly when I see the angry color of red, blue, and black on my left side. If I had just gone to the medic as the Luna had suggested maybe I wouldn't be feeling this much pain. On the other hand, would Martha have coped with the work if I had gone? I would rather go through the pain than Martha.I turn left, away from the street, and enter into the woods, which is the shortcut I take every day to my house...The night is perfect. Yeah, all nights are perfect to me but this is different. Warm and windy summer nights have always been my favorite time of the year. I don't need to use my small flashlight that I always carry with me this night as the moon illuminates my path perfectly.As I limp deeper and deeper into the woods. I enjoy the coolness of the wind blowing on my hot skin and the silence of the night. I stop walking with my head cocked to the side when something occurs to me. This night is different. It is far from being perfect. Something is certainly not right!Even though my sense of hearing isn't that great, I stand still in the middle of the woods, listening with my head tilted to one side... but all I hear is silence! I become worried then since I know there's nothing like a silent night in these woods that I've been walking to and from the pack house for the past two years.It is simply not right. The night air is supposed to be dominated by the sounds of crickets and frogs. The sounds of owls that hoot every so often in the distance. The sounds of the wind that relieves the humid heat and rustle the trees, and also the occasional high-pitched howls made by amorous foxes.I feel cold chilling sensations and goosebumps all over my body as I resume walking– hurriedly this time.The only sound I can hear right now is the sound of my footsteps crunching over twigs and dead leaves and it's creeping me out. I stop walking yet again when it feels as if I'm being watched, turning around to see if there is somebody behind me but no one. 'I must
Today promises to be a beautiful day. This morning is unlike any other I've woken up to see in the past eighteen years. I open my eyes to the sound of my alarm at 5 a.m and I couldn't stop my usually grim face from splitting into a huge grin. Gone are the days I would sleep and wish I never wake upEven though my room is a windowless small space under the stairwell that I shared with the brooms, mops, and buckets. Right on my foldable and narrow cot bed, I imagine myself looking out of my imaginary window, inhaling the air to smell the neighbor's blooming flowers while listening to the birds sings their joyful song. I can't wait to tell Martha my good news when I get to work.It's less than a week to my eighteenth birthday and I finally, finally shifted after waiting for so long. Yeah, I'm still happy and optimistic even though I shifted to something that looks more like a monster than a wolf. It was lurking in a corner somewhere inside of me, waiting for the perfect opportunity to le
Thor's POV"Thor, your father is on the line for you." Eric, my best friend and assistant said. I look up from the vegetables and pieces of fruit I was adding to the blender to see him walk towards me with a phone in hand.I ignore the phone and continue with what I'm doing"You can tell Vlad, The Impaler, I'm not home or he could go fuck himself, I don't give a shit either way!" I coldly reply. I'm about to add another vegetable to the smoothie I'm making when I hear my old man's angry voice blaring out of the phone's speaker. My hand freezes midair over the blender with the kale I'm about to put in it"You scoundrel, son of a gun!... 'Vlad, The Impaler!?' Really!?... I might not be the best father in the world but I am still your father, stupid and I hope you've not forgotten that!?... I expect you back home in California by tomorrow evening! And when I say tomorrow evening, I mean tomorrow evening Thor! This is the last time I will be asking you so don't force my hand into doing
My mother and Eric's mother were Scandinavians and they were also best friends. My mother was of Vikings descent. They're the Norsemen raiders and warriors, that was why I was named Thor, the most widely-known powerful god of thunder, known for his bravery, strength, and healing powers?Eric's mother was the first to move to America when she got mated to an American who came to Denmark for business. The month her best friend left, my mom followed suit. Not because she also found her mate in an American shifter but because she missed her best friend She met my father, the Alpha of the new pack her friend now belonged to and they fell in love, or so she thought until he found his mate and broke up with her. She was heartbroken and didn't realize she was pregnant until two months after their breakup. By then, his Luna's pregnancy had been widely announced and celebrated. Every shifter in Silver Moon Pack knew who my mother was to the Alpha before he met his mate. Those who never like
We didn't know how my dad got to know we were leaving the country. He stormed the airport with his warriors and refused to allow us to board the plane. He had no problem with my mom leaving but he would never let her take me, and ordered two of his warriors to hold me downIt seemed my uncle already anticipated this would happen since he brought along with him huge warrior wolves that were way, way bigger than my dad's warriors. My dad and uncle started arguing. Their arguments escalated into bloody fights with my dad and his warriors suffering the most injuries but still, he refused to back down. When he saw his warriors were no match for my uncle's, he commanded them all to leave. After they had all left, he told my uncle...'You can take your sister, but it will be over my dead body before I allow you to take my son!''Your son? Like seriously!?...' How could he still call me his son after the way he's been treating me!?' I wondered in annoyance.Even if my uncle didn't say it out
Ash's POV"Let her go, Mom, please. She might really be tired. I mean who wouldn't be after having an orgy with five virile werewolves less than six hours ago?" I stop dead in my tracks when I hear what Kent mockingly says while chortling like the sick idiot that he is._Orgy!_... What he said made me understand a lot of things... Why he said he knew what I did and why he called me a whore. It's all because he was already aware of what happened to me earlier that morning! He certainly knew about it. No wonder my assailants smelled familiar. Now I'm certain those wolves are also members of this pack. The incident happened around one in the morning and the current time is fifteen minutes past five. There's no way he could have found out so fast unless he was involved in the plan. I become furious. How could he be so heartless as to set me up to be raped by his friends? How could they be so wicked in this family? What have I done to them to deserve this hatred?Even if I was adopted or
Now that I got myself kicked out before my eighteenth birthday, where will I stay in the meantime? I thought as I hurried back to my broom closet room. And I still need to get to work right now otherwise, the work will be too much for Martha, and I might get punished if we don't meet up with time I enter and look around. I don't have much packing to do since everything I owned in my life fits into one suitcase. I just go to the corner where some paint buckets are stacked into each other. I remove the first five buckets. Inside the sixth bucket, wrapped carefully with a stripe of cloth and a small ziploc bag is the fifteen hundred dollars that I managed to save after Celine collected more than half of my salary every month.I open the ziploc bag and exhale in relief when I see my money is intact. I remove the piece of cloth leaving only the ziploc. Then I fold it tightly, remove one of my sneakers, and put the money inside. I wear my shoes back and tighten the shoelace to make sure
Omg! He's so handsome! A tiny voice whispers in my mind the moment Beta's door opens and a man comes out from it. "Hi… can I help you?" He asks, smiling down at me but I don't reply. Instead, I'm wondering to myself… Who is he to Beta? I'd never seen him before in my two years of working as a maid at the pack house. His smile and the way the flecks of brown and gold in his gray eyes twinkle cheerfully fascinate me so much that I couldn't stop myself from staringHe arches a brow then in amusement and I feel my face heat up in embarrassment when I realize I've just been staring, I haven't responded to his question. Damn, Ash! Get a grip! I snapped inwardly at myself, wishing I could dig into the ground and bury my head inside. It's natural for shifters my age to have needs and urges for the opposite sex but not me. I have never been attracted to anyone from the opposite sex or the same sex for that matter. I don't know why I've never looked at anyone in that manner. This is the f