EllaThe hallway felt endless. I paused, glanced around, and continued walking, though each step felt heavier than the last. The silence was deafening, punctuated only by the echo of my footsteps. I had grown used to it—the stares, the whispers, the cold indifference.In the beginning, it was new and different in ways I couldn’t explain, but now it was a familiar feeling. I could almost taste it every time I experienced it. When you’re ostracized long enough, it becomes easier to live with the isolation that comes with it.I had learned to stay in the shadows, to avoid being noticed. It was better for me, and for them. You might wonder why I chose to fade into the background, but in my world, it was a kind of salvation.I was an omega, the lowest of the low in our pack. Invisible, unappreciated, ignored, except when someone wanted to remind me of my place. They didn’t need a reason; my mere existence was enough. They would find me wherever I was, just to drill the harsh truth of my re
EllaAs soon as I was outside, my feet moved of their own accord, and I took off running. The wind rushed through my hair, and the world behind me faded into the distance.I didn’t stop until I was deep in the woods, far from the pack house, far from them. I needed to be alone. I needed to think. Never in a million years did I imagine this would happen.“This is so cruel. Anybody, anybody but them,” I muttered as I ran.I didn’t know where I was headed, but I let my feet guide me. My heart pounded in my chest, and every time I thought about it, I felt the urge to get farther and farther away from them.Yet, the bond tugged at me, relentless, gnawing at my mind, telling me I belonged with them— that they were my mates.It unnerved me, but the most heartbreaking part was that they didn’t want me. Of course, they didn’t. Who would want the omega? The wolf perceived as the weakest link, the one everyone thought they were better than.I collapsed against a tree, my breath coming in ragged
EllaIt grew quieter as the sound of their footsteps faded into the distance. They were gone.They had rejected me, and they didn’t care about how that affected me. That was the height of their cruelty, but in a way, I understood them.As I stumbled through the woods, my vision blurred with tears that I refused to shed. I tried to see things from their perspective as the conversation replayed in my mind.While I had put on a brave face earlier, now, alone, I could admit that it broke me to come to terms with reality.Each step felt heavy. I had longed for silence, but this was deafening. My head throbbed, and my limbs felt weak from exhaustion and something else— something I would be thinking about for a long time.I stopped walking and looked back, hoping for a moment that they had changed their minds and returned. Then I broke into a short laugh. Hope was such a silly concept, especially when this was my reality.Nothing could change it now. I was always going to be the omega that n
LUCIANMorning had come faster than I anticipated. It was either that or the fact that I spent the night awake, thinking about several things.Being an alpha-in-training was the most coveted position in the pack, and as the eldest twin, it was up to me to live up to the role since I was next in line to lead.Sometimes, it felt like a burden I would prefer to pass onto someone else so I could stay in the shadows, living life on my own terms.But that was just wishful thinking. I had been training for this position since I was young, and it was almost time for me to take charge.The only way the position would be passed on was if I died or if there were wolves who wanted to contest my credibility. These options were very unlikely, so I knew I had to prepare myself for the role.From the private meetings I occasionally attended, I knew it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park.There were so many people who looked up to me, and I couldn’t afford to fail. That both excited and terrified me
KADE“I’m nothing like Lucian,” I muttered under my breath as I made my way down the hallway and took a right turn. I walked past some students, but they seemed too engrossed in their phones to notice me, and I was grateful for it.An added advantage was leaving Lucian behind, since he was being extra lazy. He didn’t mind, and I would be free from being clustered among people whose guts I couldn’t stand. I liked it that way.It was a quiet morning in school, which was unusual. I started to wonder if we would find out something the other students thought was newsworthy. I better not be mentioned in any column or gossip, or I’ll have to find that Harper girl and make her pay.I groaned at the fact that she had become a part of my life. We were mates, and although Lucian and I had rejected her, I could still feel the bond tugging at me. The difference was that the feeling wasn’t as deep as it had been that day.When we rejected Ella, I felt the pain shoot through my chest too. We were ju
PROPHECY OR OMEN?The Blackthorn pack was the lead pack in the quaint town of Dennison. Their family had moved into the area over three decades ago when they didn’t find any other pack in the region and decided to make it their home.There, they had their children and started to grow into a bigger family than when they had arrived.This was the pack that the twins belonged to. They had moved from their former place because the seer in their clan had seen a vision that something terrible was going to happen where they were, and the only solution was to move as far away as possible.They had fought with another pack, and their enemies were planning a war like none that had ever been witnessed in all the clans.The seer further explained that non-werewolves would be involved in the battle and that things would escalate beyond measure. While the majority of the pack would have preferred to stay back and fight for their land, the chief decided to adhere to what they had heard from the seer
ELLAI hadn’t healed from the rejection I felt from the twins. I didn’t want to see them, be close to them, or even breathe in their scent, but I knew I was just hurting. I could only stay away from the pack for so long.At some point, I would have to be in the same space as them, and I needed to learn how to deal with my emotions.In school, it was easier to stay away from them as the bullying had drastically reduced. It felt like the rejection was the catalyst they needed to change their minds about picking on me.I didn’t walk past them in the hallway; it seemed like they were doing everything possible to prove that they wanted nothing to do with me. And in a way, that hurt just as much as the bullying.I had grown accustomed to seeing them leaning against my locker with a hateful look in their eyes. Now, there was nothing.I wasn’t sure how to deal with this new development, but I held onto one thing: they rejected me, and I had to live with that for the rest of my life.It probab
ELLAIt was time to train, and Lyla was nowhere to be found. This was the first time she had ever been late for anything we had scheduled.I was a little worried but decided to chalk it up to something keeping her behind schedule. So, I settled on the grass to read a book.I had found the clearing in the woods where she told me to meet her. I could see why she had chosen this place. It was quiet, detached from the town, and had an air of serenity unlike other parts of the woods.On my own, I would have never found somewhere like this. If anything, I would have been locked up in the house with my nose in a book, trying to meet my reading quota.Being outside, enjoying the rare silence I never got in school and the peace I never found anywhere else, was refreshing.At some point, I started wondering if it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if she didn’t show up at all. That would mean rescheduling our training, but I didn’t mind.I could just sit here, enjoying the company of my books and the
ELLAI was at my wits’ end when we arrived at the next stop. As we alighted from the vehicle, I wished there was a way to move quickly from the station to the motel.Above all, I hoped he would tell me this was our final stop — but that wasn’t happening anytime soon.We had to get a ticket for the next trip, book a room at the hotel, and find something to eat before doing anything else.At one point, I had considered walking around the towns we stopped in for sightseeing, but what difference would that make?It would only postpone the inevitable feeling that these trips were never-ending, and then I’d just get on another bus and continue going to wherever.I resisted the urge to let out a string of curses when my jacket caught on the seat in front of me. Tugging it free, I carried on.When the air blew, it felt dry, and for some reason, I wished we had stayed at Lorne a little longer.I was just starting to get used to the environment before we left the next morning.I decided that if
ELLA“There isn’t a manual for how love works, I know that. I also know it doesn’t just happen; there has to be some sort of… I don’t know, something has to spark those emotions between the two people involved… I… What I can’t wrap my head around is how quickly this happened,” I said finally, and he chuckled.“I’m no expert on the matter either, but I think neither of us has a hold on something as powerful as love or when it would spring up; it just happens and…” he responded and started to reach for my hand but stopped.I was happy he didn’t go through with it. I was still in shock, and our bodies touching was the last thing I needed at this point. I wondered what to do with this piece of information—this was the first time someone had ever declared their feelings for me, and it was also the first time it was unrequited from my end.I barely knew him to pinpoint anything that would make me attracted to him; perhaps it was the shock or the need to logically critique what he was saying
ELLAHe started by explaining that he wasn’t just any werewolf—he was an Alpha from the Sevill-Turner pack who had been tormented by members of the Blackthorn pack in the past.He had lost loved ones during the altercation and was the last Alpha standing when he decided it was time to do something about the dire situation.He left his town and his people to come to Blackthorn territory. This revelation about him having a pack didn’t match the story he had given me earlier about preferring to be alone, but I decided to listen until the end.Perhaps it was his way of throwing me off the subject because he wasn’t comfortable talking about it, and I understood that.Now that he was willing to divulge information about himself, the sensible thing to do was to listen as he spoke.“When I came to your town, I had one agenda in mind: to avenge the wolves under my care who had been killed,” he said, and I stared at him like he had lost his mind.“That’s why you came?” I asked, wearing a surpri
ELLAWe had gotten food and found a cheap motel to spend the night. It wasn’t a terrible spot to sleep in, and I was grateful for that. Quincy had initially wanted a room with twin beds, but those options had been taken, so we had to settle for the one which was available.I wondered if it would feel a little awkward lying next to him and reminded myself that it was only for a few hours. To be fair, it was still bright outside, which meant I could walk around the town and familiarize myself with the place while shaking off whatever weird feeling I would have regarding being in the same room with him.“I’m going to the pub and take a walk around, want to come?” he asked as soon as we had gotten into the room. He set the bags on the couch, which was positioned in the corner of the room, and shifted his gaze to me.I thought about it for a few seconds, then shook my head. He had slept the entire drive here and had enough energy to move around.I had stayed awake throughout the journey, a
ELLAI hoped that no matter what happened after the pack meeting, the odds of Kade and Lucian remaining the assholes I knew them to be, and not caring enough to go after an omega, would stay the same.They were unpredictable, and the events of the last few days had given me cause to worry, but I hoped, against all odds, that the part of them which upheld the standards of debauchery was still intact.I wondered if they would simply chalk it up to some silly need to elope with the first person who gave me any kind of attention and instead focus on the task ahead of them.The only regret I had was not telling Lyla about my plans. I desperately wanted to let her know I was leaving town.I even wanted her to come with me. But I knew her—she would try to talk me out of it or insist on not letting me leave without her, which would complicate everything.Her family was an important part of the town. There was no way she could leave without telling her mom and aunt, and if she did, they would
ELLAUnderneath that pride was something else—I couldn’t quite put a finger on it or give it a name, but I felt it.It ran deeper than anything I’d experienced in a long time, and it made me question my decisions.It was a strange blend of fear, pride, and a wave of uncertainty. This was the first time I was leaving home—or anything I remotely called that—and while it felt like adventure was waiting for me ahead, the thought of being alone in a new place terrified me.I didn’t know what to do with all these emotions. This was unfamiliar territory, and as usual, I had no map, no guide, no one to show me how to move forward.I turned to Quincy and watched him for a while. He had fallen asleep a few minutes after the bus left the station. I figured he must’ve been tired from the errands he mentioned earlier and hadn’t had a chance to rest before we set out.I needed to sleep too—or at least find some way to relax—but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. There was
ELLAI left Lyla’s house to get a few things from mine and decided to meet up with Quincy. We met at the diner where he was picking up his dinner, and I told him my plans to leave town.I explained that Lucian’s note wasn’t a good idea and, though I wasn’t sure I could go into details, I needed to leave as soon as possible. He was delighted to hear my plans and said he was happy I had come to him with it.Then he told me that he was a werewolf too. I wasn’t sure how to react to this news, but I tried not to make a fuss about it. I told him that I had suspected it since the tryouts but didn’t want to push any further when I realized he wasn’t very keen on talking about where he had come from earlier.I asked if he didn’t have a pack to return to. He was hesitant to reply but finally stated that he had been planning to leave town for a while too and had always preferred being alone.It was easier to move from one place to another that way. That seemed like a fair explanation, but someth
ELLAWhen we arrived at the school, the body had been removed from the gate and the blood cleaned up, but I could still smell the stench in the air, and the feeling of dread that I had been walking around with seemed to triple in intensity.I swallowed and tried to ignore it as I walked to the field with the others. Soon after, the tryouts began, and we had to sit through a couple of mediocre performances before it was Quincy’s turn.Once he stepped on the field, I knew he would give the twins a run for their position as team leads, but his composure told me something else—something I had been suspecting for a long time.His moves, his speed, the way he caught the ball and threw it back made Lyla and me pass knowing looks between each other.Unlike the twins, he wasn’t showing any restriction in using his power. The only thing he didn’t do was turn into wolf form, but everything else was enough to confirm everything I needed to know.He was a werewolf—and if I was delusional enough, h
ELLAThe loud sound of Quincy pressing the car horn reverberated throughout the house, and I groaned.We had come to a silent arrangement over the course of this budding relationship—he would pick up Lyla, then stop by my house to pick me up too.We always went to school together. At first, it seemed strange because I was used to walking to school by myself and being alone with my thoughts.Now, I was stuck listening to the sound of their voices talking about the previous day and trying to rope me into the conversation. More often than not, I chose silence, as I would rather listen. Today was one of those days.I picked up my bag and walked to the door, locked it behind me, and got into the car. The ride to school was like any other. Lyla sat in the front seat talking with Quincy, and I enjoyed being ferried from one place to the other.What I didn’t anticipate was that this morning had a lot in store for me. When we arrived at the gate, I saw something that made my heart race.I didn