Before the next day, my body underwent its complete healing. Amy was back to life too and her cheerful greeting woke me up from my slumber.As I prepared for work that morning, I glanced at my already packed luggage seated in front of my wardrobe. I had arranged it just yesterday in preparation for my escape, not wanting anything to delay Natalie's and I movement. Our plan was simple and I had no doubt that we would be successfully. It was something we both anticipated for ages. Grabbing my work bag, I slung it across my shoulder and head out of the house to work. Natalie and I worked at the pack's hotel. Although the pay was meager and nothing compared to the tedious tasks we performed daily, it was better than having no decent job or money. It enabled us to save up for our departure from the Crimson Pack and so far, I could say we've gathered enough to take us out of the city and pay for an apartment. "Hey, I'm tired," Natalie stood up with a sigh, nudging me to do the same. W

...Despite Paula's fury, I strained my ears to listen to Natalie's voice again but I could no longer hear it. Her smell was gone too. "Get back to work, there's so much preparation to make for the Alpha's ceremony--Disinterested, I brushed past her and bolted to the exit again but her warnings brought my steps to a halt. "If you step out of here, I will report you to your father and make sure you're severely punished." I froze, turning to her.I rushed back to her and fell on my knees, "I just want to save my friend, why won't you just let me go? They're going to kill her, Natalie is going to die if I don't save her right now." Paula heaved a sigh, stepping away from me. Her fury stare dissolved into one that depicted boredom, "you can't save who is already dead, Omega." "W-what?" My gaze snapped at her, "what are you--"Natalie is dead, I saw the guards execute her just now. Now, they're setting her body on fire. Get over it and return to your duties, you don't want to annoy

I confirmed Derek's absence before dashing towards my luggage. Wiping the beads of sweat gathered on my forehead, I noticed the zip was undone and the padlock broken, lying beside the luggage. Panic set in my belly pit as I stretched open the bag and examined the content- the few clothes I owned were still in the luggage as I left it. A pair of flops. My undergarments. A smaller bag where I stored my toiletries that I rarely used. I paused thoughtfully, took it out, and poured out the content. "No. Please no.." I mumbled as I scattered the content on the floor with my hand, searching for it with my heart jumping towards my throat. It wasn't there. My wallet was missing. My heart leaped into my mouth and my eyes started to water as I miserably went through the content again, even though the realization already hit me a minute ago. I picked them one after the other into the bag, praying and hoping that my eyes were playing tricks on me. That my hard work for the past three years ha

I was curled up on the cold floor after my father left. I remained in that position until dawn and the creaking of my door brought me back to full consciousness. I crawled on my stomach to stare fully at it as it cracked open and Derek sauntered in. He was dressed in the ceremony regalia, a navy blue Armani suit, and looking all ready for the handover. I stood up while he stared at me with a mocking gaze, "I see you took my words lightly." He cackled. "You put my father up to this, didn't you?" My teeth gritted as I asked. I'm pretty sure my father wouldn't want anything more in the world than my inexistence. Yes, he hates me to that extent. And I had no doubt Derek was involved in his sudden contradiction. "It doesn't matter. I hope now you have accepted that you can never leave the pack under my watch?" "I'm old enough to leave if I want to, I do not need even your permission." I tried to remain confident. Derek scoffed, "you can keep trying if you want, but you should know t

A cry flew out of my mouth as the soup burnt into my skin. A pin-drop silence fell over the room and soon I was scampering for help, my eyes burned with pepper so I had to squint them. Mira had gotten out of the kitchen somehow, leaving me to fear for myself and more for the man-wolf who was supposedly my mate, standing by the doorway. Why was his scent familiar? I noticed he was still staring at me, a flash of anger resting in his eyes. I was unable to tell who the emotion was directed at but I feared it was for me. I was an Omega and this man looked extremely powerful. As he started to move, my fear heightened. I wondered where he was going because his movement was further into the kitchen. Was he going to kill me? Trample on me for daring to be his mate? My life flashed before my eyes as he made each step.While Amy jubilated about having a companion, I saw my life flash before my very eyes. "Get out of my way!" The burning pain disappeared for a moment when I realized he was ma