My tears were dry; I deserved an explanation. Four years of my life had to amount to something. I gave it all to him. My heart and body. I was glad I never gave my soul, or I would have been completely broken. I walked, still wondering; my heart was in my mouth.
Although I knew it was over, I hoped he was forced and had no say in it. Marrying the Alpha's daughter was a big deal, and I knew it would increase his family's status. Veronica was an only child, so he was likely to succeed her father, Alpha Geoffery Gibson. The marriage could have been arranged because the Alpha needed an heir, and Tomas was a powerful wolf.I tried his number, and it was switched off. I wondered what his deal was. I walked, and halfway my courage began to fail me. Was it really worth it? What if I did not like what I would find at his place? Will I have closure then? I had already missed my interview and walked halfway; I might as well just complete the journey.I arrived at his home. Praying his parents weren't home, I approached the gate. The guards let me in immediately. I was surprised at their kindness. I thanked the guards. I could not miss the sadness in their eyes. They must have felt sorry for me. They knew how Tomas and I were, and this was a heart-wrenching situation for me.I approached the front door, and my sensitive ears heard laughing and talking. Tomas's voice was there, and I heard his friends too. He didn't sound like he was busy. It sounded like he was having a good time. I was mad. He did not have the decency to break up with me in person. Was it cruelty or cowardice? Whatever it was, it was wrong. I braced myself and opened the door. I walked past the anteroom to the parlour, where he was with his friends, Raymond, Grover and Tim. They were from Delta and Gamma families and seemed to be in a celebratory mood until I walked in. The room went quiet."What the fuck is she doing here, Tomas?" Grover asked. He hated me the most, and the feeling was mutual.I looked at Tomas, who sat shirtless with his blonde hair tussled. He had shorts on, and his eyes looked confused."Emma," he said gently, and I stood mute. I did not know what to say."Can we speak in private?" I asked him, still standing. I ensured my voice was stable even though I wanted to crumble in those moments. I should not have to ask him to speak with me in private. He was supposed to walk up to me, hug me and plead with me. Take me to a separate room and explain himself. His hesitation and reluctance spoke volumes, and I knew I should just turn around and leave at that moment, but my heart won't let me. I stood on a spot, waiting for him to grant my request. It was heart-wrenching, but I had to bear it. I had brought myself here to talk, and I was going to get the closure I needed.He stood up from the couch and walked up to me."What do you want to talk about?" He asked me, and I looked at his friends. Tomas should know we needed some privacy. I could not ask them to excuse us, but he could."Why didn't you tell me this morning?" I asked him, and he was silent. He looked worried a bit, and I wondered if the concern was for me."I know we aren't getting back together, but I just want to know why. Why did you keep this from me and make me find out like this?" I said, and he placed his hands on my shoulder.Staring at me, he tried to make eye contact. Holding his gaze was difficult, but I did anyway."I had no choice, and I did not know how you would react if you found out," he explained. I moved away from him angrily. I deserved an explanation. He should have broken up with me properly."Let us be frank; marrying you might have ruined me. Everyone knows your father is a gambling addict, and the mob owns his arse. I do not want to be caught up in that mess. Celio is a small town, and we are already having mob issues. It is hard enough for Alpha Gibson to keep us safe; it would be wrong for a mob family to have rights because my wife's father got in trouble with them. As the only son of the beta, much is expected of me, and you come with too much baggage, Emma." He said, and I slapped him. Everyone was in complete shock. I wasn't allowed to do that, but I did it. I hit him hard, and my hands began to shake, not from fear but anger; I felt angry."You knew this, and yet you screwed me for four years. You lied to me for four years and made me get my hopes up. I endured so many insults because of you. I could have been with anyone, but I chose you..." I said, and he shook his head."No, Emma, I chose you. Without me, you are just a bloody Omega. I will let the slap go because I want to assume it was a mistake. Next time you try it, I will not be so nice. Yes, I screwed you for four years, Emma. I do not regret it. That is all Omegas are good for. You served your purpose, and now it is time for me to move on and do something with my life. Don't you think it was over-ambitious of you to think that I would marry you? Build a life with you? " he asked, and I nodded."Yes, it was. But seeing you now, I am glad we never took that step. You might be a beta, but you are nothing but a fucking coward. Only cowards hide behind their friends and family influence to deal with an issue." I said and stepped up to him. There was shock written on his face."A bloody coward that is too scared to tell the truth. A coward and nothing more. My father might be a gambler. We might be poor, and my life might not be much. But you will regret everything you have said to me today. I will rise above your expectations, Tomas. I will be happy and live my life to the fullest. Omega or not. I will never spare you a thought. And if we ever cross paths, I will pretend we never met. As for the screwing part, I screwed you just as much as you did me. You are my leftover and nothing more," I told him, and I saw rage build up in his eyes."See you at your wedding Thomas. Your wife-to-be did not leave room for an RSVP. I guess attending is a must then." I said, and I was about to turn away when he grabbed my wrist tightly. It was painful, but I controlled myself. The grip was so painful that I felt the tears stinging my eyes, but I held his gaze and did not let out a whimper. I felt my claws emerging, and he knew, so he tightened his grip, and they receded. I flinched at that."Don't forget your place, omega. I might have screwed you and degraded myself enough to date you, but never get it twisted, Emma. You are beneath me and will always be beneath me. You will never get a man better than me. I will always be the best you ever had. You should thank me for the bliss and taste of the good life I gave you, regardless of your pedigree. If you ever talk to me disrespectfully again, I will have you punished. I will never miss you, Emma. There are a hundred omegas like you on the streets. There is nothing special about you, and there never will be. You are only bitter that you could not trap me into a marriage. I do not care about you, Emma, and I never will. Do not call, text or try to reach me again." he said and let go of my hand. I smiled at him so he would know that his words did nothing to me, even though my heart was wrenching with pain at that moment."I do not give a fuck about you or your pedigree; as far as I am concerned, I dodged a bullet," I said and turned around to leave."Dont come around these parts, Emma. You will not be treated kindly," He said, and I did not bother to answer him. I doubted if I would ever come there again. I had said my peace; it was now time to cry and heal.Emma. I got home in tears. I could not believe what had just happened. The words Tomas used were heartless and cruel. I knew my father was the reason for all our predicaments, but Tomas had no right to use his shortcomings like that. His words and behaviour were wicked. Not breaking up with me wasn't cowardice on his part, as I had implied. He did not feel I was relevant. He did not see me as a person. I was a werewolf just like him. I couldn't fight and kickass, but I was educated and had prospects if given an opportunity. The only difference was that I had a father that made poor decisions that landed us in the hole. While he came from a lineage of rich people with strong connections, my family had nothing. No money, no contacts and no power. Our breeds were worlds apart, but he wasn't better than me. Tomas had hurt me in the worst way possible. I could not believe he was the same man that used to spend time with me. He used to tell me he loved me and did not care what the world sa
Emma. The wedding came. It was hard being there, but I had no choice. The Beta and Alpha family spent a lot of money organising the wedding. I could understand why they would want to celebrate it in grand style. The marriage signified the union of our pack's two most powerful families. The way it seemed, Tomas would easily be the next Alpha. I doubted he had the authority and command to lead. Still, since Alpha Gibson did not have a son and women were not allowed to lead, the burden fell on Tomas, which was why I believed the match was made in the first place. Veronica looked over the moon about it, and from what I gathered, Tomas was her boyfriend long before we met. They ended things when she travelled. I was his pastime. He knew the relationship wouldn't get anywhere, but he led me on. I was mad, and I honestly did not wish them well. I prayed their lives would be filled with bitterness and regrets. My entire family was made to sit at the back of the hall. Our table had the leas
Emma. ONE MONTH LATER. A restaurant finally reached out to me and said they had a free spot. I visited them a few months ago, and they were fully staffed then. The manager promised to call me when they needed help, and I doubted it would happen. I guess I was wrong. They told me I could come for the interview on Monday or Wednesday. The salary they were offering was decent. I told my brother about it, and Tevin gave me money to use the bus instead of walking. I was so excited and thanked him. I was too eager for the job and decided I would go there on Monday. I called Heather using the pay phone and told her about it. She was so happy. She offered to bring me money for transportation, but I told her not to bother that my brother had taken care of it. I knew she was happy for me. I woke up very early the next morning, excited about the interview. They called me and offered me the Book Keeper's position which meant I had gotten it. I just had to find a way to make sure my pack's Alpha
Emma. THREE MONTHS LATER. "Did you miss me," Declan said, pouring me a glass of wine? We were in a fancy restaurant, and I was wearing a short black lace dress. He looked handsome in his white shirt and his hair slick back. It was another dream, and I loved it. A glorious escape from my reality of work and mob assaults on my family members brought upon us by my dear daddy. "Do you want to talk about your day?" he asked, and I nodded, lifting the wine glass. I took a sip, and it didn't taste like wine. It was scented like lavender and tasted like honey, and I wasn't surprised. It was a dream, after all. "Work was hectic today. I had a lot of entries to make." I said, and he nodded and held my hand. "You are special, Emma, a part of my soul," he said, ignoring everything I had just told him, but it was alright. I was dreaming, and things weren't always going to happen as I had hoped. "A part of your soul?" I asked, and he nodded with a smile. "I am still searching for you," he sai
Emma. It had finally happened to us. What we all dreaded for years had finally happened. My father had failed us in every way. We sat in chains at the back of the van, dreading what awaited us. My mother and I wept. I knew Tomas couldn't save us anymore when they clamped the silver on my wrist. Beggers couldn't be choosers, really. I should have taken Tomas's offer. It had literally come in the morning. If I had said yes, this wouldn't have happened. Now I did not know what to do. No one ever gets freed, especially omegas. Once we find ourselves in the underworld service, we can never come out. We are as good as slaves. I did not know if they would keep us together or apart. I feard for my fate and my brothers'. We were physically appealing; they might use us for the pleasure service. Being Tomas's mistress was better than this. The van finally stopped, and we were ushered out. They led us into a tall building still in chains. We used the elevator to the floor they were taking us
Emma. I was led into a VVIP lounge with only Tomas there. The moment I stepped in, he came to hug me. I cringed at his touch, but I had no choice. "I hope they are treating you right?" He said, and I nodded. There was no point telling him what was really happening in the place. We suffered everything except for the beating. No one touched us with silver whips, thanks to Tomas's arrangement with them. "Come sit next to me," he said, sitting on a couch. We were not allowed to sit on the customer's couches, so I shook my head and remained standing. "Forget about the rules, Emma. You are exempted when you are with me," he said, and I reluctantly went to sit with him. Tomas played with my hair and kissed me on my lips, then breathed in my scent. "I am sorry I did not move quickly. I do not know why my phone was switched off. I placed it on the table at home and found it switched off when I returned. I am sorry, Emma," he said, sounding genuinely broken. Then he held my hand and kissed
Luca. Emma's scent had stayed with me since the day I kissed her at Alpha Gibson's doorstep. Although I had done it to save her from the embarrassment, it had stuck with me. She was sweet and helpful when I met her. She tried to strike up a conversation with me all through the bus ride, but I was undercover and needed to be inconspicuous. That was why I ignored her, but she was amusing. How she kept staring at me when she thought I wasn't looking was intriguing. She would often look away so I wouldn't catch her staring. As much as I wanted to get up and sit elsewhere, her scent filled my senses and gave me a calming peace. She seemed a bit timid and reserved, and I figured her Omega nature was the cause of it. From how we interacted, I noticed she tried to conquer that side of her and be daring once in a while. She was full of life and highly optimistic. The Emma I saw now is the complete opposite of the one I met on the bus. What must have happened that landed her into slavery? I k
Emma. I could not believe what had just happened. Declan's look-alike, Luca, was a mob boss, and he had just paid four million Leer for my sake. I was stunned. Ashley and I walked through the hallway. We tried the service elevator, and when it did not come, we took the stairs. "What did you do to have that man go crazy?" Ashley asked me with a tinge of jealousy in her voice, and I could not answer because I, too, was in disbelief. "A marriage, Emma. Do you know who that man is?" She said, and I was still tongue-tied. "He is the Alpha of Alphas, the freaking boss of all bosses. What the hell?" She said, sounding angry and scornful but being careful not to piss me off; after all, I was going to be the wife of this very man she was talking about and seeing how he took me from Don Marcelo, it was clear I wasn't to be toyed with. I smiled inwardly, remembering he had said something similar to Declan. He had said, Lavender and Honey. A weird combination that could not be mentioned by c