OMEGA'S REVENGE

"I reject you, Amanda, as my mate," Christopher Wilson, the newly appointed Alpha, let out as he brushed my hands away from him. I couldn’t understand what was going on here, but I knew it wasn’t good enough or going to be worth it in the end. “What are you saying, Christopher? Please tell me you’re joking.” I held his hands one more time. He couldn’t have meant those words, not after what we’ve been through together. He didn’t let out even the deepest emotion. “I can’t let a weakling like you be my Luna. To keep it clear to you, the one who is going to be my Luna is none other than my one and only Barbra Baker, the strongest lady in the pack," he let out, shoving my hand once more and moving towards my sworn enemy, Barbra. Barbra and I have never had anything in common since we met, and we were always in a surge of anger upon meeting each other. Her power level was far greater than anything I had ever had. I was just a weak omega that no one wanted. What else? I became a homeroom t

Time took us by surprise, and there I was on his bed, lying right beside him. I didn’t want to leave, but I didn’t want to be a burden to someone else. He was heartbroken, and so was I, but I couldn’t let it all go after my experience with Christopher. He wasn’t the type to care about me since he had a family of his own, but who am I to judge him? I carefully came out of the duvet and grabbed my clothes, which were scattered all around the room. I got dressed up quickly and silently so he wouldn’t notice I was getting ready to leave. Our needs and desires had gotten the best of us last night, and we ended up exploring our inner selves. I couldn’t let him see the true weakness in me and leave like the others. I didn’t want to feel pitied by everyone; I wanted to be my own person and not a dependent one. I tiptoed out of the house, closing each and every door slowly and silently. I heaved a sigh of relief upon getting out of his house. He didn’t seem to have woken up, and that was wha

The blue sky filled with clouds made the calling birds sing in their glory. The disturbing sounds of clashing woods made them stop and wonder what was happening. There it was, the army of the Silver Moon pack, raiding the woods for something and slashing down the trees. It had been two months since I became a member of the Silver Moon Pack. Ashley had trained me to become a much better werewolf with sword-fighting skills. I couldn’t wolf out or shift due to my weak system, but he assured me I would in no time. He made me undergo vigorous training that almost made me crash down dead. During training, he didn’t show me even the slightest pity; he believed that would make me weak. We had become the newest lovers in town, and every single lady in town was jealous of me. Some called me a snatcher. I don’t know how that came about, but that’s how we ladies behave sometimes. We were fond of each other and were always finding ourselves in each other's arms. I've never felt happier in my ent