Allison's POV
It is closing hours after work and I am standing at the lobby, my eyes fixed on the entrance as I wait for Elsa. I do not fail to catch the front desk staff staring at me and whispering to each other. It doesn't move me anymore because I am already used to the constant gossip about me. They are gossiping about the same old thing.
The low class omega girl who somehow managed to secure a job at this prominent company, yet lacking in the fashion flair that most of the employees here possess.
“Who even wears that to a corporate job?” One of the ladies whispers and the second one replied.
“I know right? Even if she works in the tech section, that doesn't give her a right to wear that to work. She is so embarrassing.”
“I heard she is quite good with what she does, though. Matter of fact, she is the best software developer the company has. Rachel's dead jealous of her.”
The ladies immediately fall into a reverent silence as a tall figure strides into the lobby, radiating an aura of power and authority. Accompanied by Rachel and another man, the trio commands the attention of everyone within their sight. Without waiting to be told, we bow our heads in respect, acknowledging his position as the Alpha and CEO of our pack.
He passes us without a word, while Rachel briefs him on his schedule for the day. As we bow our heads while he passes us, I lift my gaze discreetly and steal glances at him. Xander Black, the epitome of masculine beauty. His dark, wavy hair falls effortlessly across his chiseled features, his intense hazel eyes cutting a striking contrast to the glint of his strong, angular jawline. He is every woman's dream, even an omega girl like me who knows she stands no chance with him.
As we watch his powerful form recede into the distance as he walks out of the building, I hear the ladies whispers of admiration and longing.
“How can someone be this hot? He has to be some kind of god.”
I know, right? I am equally in awe.
“Did you see those shoulders? They are so broad and muscular. Every girl would kill to be in his arms.” The second lady says with a dreamy sigh.
I'd sell my soul to be with him. He is perfect. In fact, too perfect to be true.
But I know my dreams to be with him are only pies in the skies dreams. I was not even an inch close to his league and he barely even notices. I am content with admiring him from away and living in my wishful day dreams.
“Allison, hey.” Elsa breaks me from my trance as she hurries towards me while fumbling with her handbag. She looks stressed from all of the workload in the office. “Did I keep you waiting for long?”
“Nah. It's fine.” I reply to her and she takes my hand and leads us out of the company building.
“Ugh, Rachel is such a bitch.” Elsa seethes as we navigate our way towards my car in the company's parking lot. “She’s constantly nitpicking about everything I do and won't even give me a moment's peace. She is such a big bully. The company should have her fired.”
Seems like I am not the only person whom Rachel keeps picking on.
“You know that's not possible.” I say to her as we venture in my car and strap our seatbelts on. “As much as Rachel is a bitch and almost everyone hates her, she is of great asset to the CEO, and he would never get her fired. Plus, they're childhood friends.”
“Childhood friends my foot.” Rachel sticks her nose into the air. “Everyone knows she likes Xander Black and is literally obsessed with him.”
She turns her head to face me while I drive down the road. “Can you lend me some money, Allison? My apartment rent and utility bills are due. I'll be screwed if I don't pay on time and I barely have anything left with me again.”
“Let me guess what you used your money for. New shoes and more bags?” I laugh sarcastically and Allison slaps me lightly on the arm.
“Don't be like that. A girl's gotta look good.”
“And broke?” I continue to laugh and Allison hits me again.
“Stop it.” She switches up to pout at me and gives me puppy eyes. Just like me, it is her manipulative tactic when she wants something to go her way. “Are you gonna lend me some money? Please?”
“Yes, I can. But it won't be much. I lent some cash to Peterson earlier.”
Allison automatically goes mute and she slouches back to her seat, her eyes staring at me. I know what she is about to talk about next and I do not want to hear it, but I have no choice.
“Didn't you lend him some huge amount of money last week?” She fires at me and I sigh deeply before answering her question. I keep my eyes focused on the road so that I would not be able to see the look of anger and disbelief that is written all over her face now.
“I know. But it was for some investments…”
“That is bullshit, Allison! Total bullshit! Have you even looked into this so-called investment that he talks about? Or are you literally working your ass off, not spending on yourself, only to give him all of your earnings?!”
Even though Elsa's words sound reasonable, I do not want to listen. I do not want to plant any doubts in my heart about Peterson. Instead, I try to turn the table around on Elsa.
“I cannot believe this is coming from someone who overspends on material things and doesn't know how to save her money.”
The car falls into a deafening silence as I say those words and realizing the gravity of what I have just said, I cast a quick glance at Elsa. Her face has gone pale and I can see the pain in her eyes.
I feel the insides of my stomach twist in a knot and the feeling of regret washes over me. It was never my intention to say something that would make her feel bad about herself.
“Elsa, I'm…” I try to apologize but she cuts me off instantly.
“Drop me off here.”
Fuck. She's really pissed at me.
“I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to…”
“I said, drop me off right here. I'll get a cab and go home.” She says through gritted teeth now and I sigh before packing my car by the side of the road. It would be a foolish move if I refuse to listen to her. Knowing the kind of person she is, she might jump out of my moving car and not care whether she injures herself or not.
Allison drops out of the car and before she shuts my door, she gives me the middle finger.
“Screw you, bitch.” Then, she shuts my door with a loud thud and storms away from my car.
With a frustrated sigh, I start my car again and head home.
………………….
When I get home, I head straight to my bedroom to change into a comfier wear but the sight and sound that greets me throws me into a wave of shock.
A naked woman is on top of a man, riding him with so much passion, while the both of them moan in enjoyment. My heart drops to the pit of my stomach when the shock of recognition hits me like a cold slap. The man is Peterson.
Denial comes first, a desperate attempt to reject the reality before my eyes. But soon, it is replaced by a crushing disappointment. A chilling numbness follows, and then the next second, a storm of white hot rage surges through me, eager to be unleashed.
“How dare you?” I seeth and the two of them immediately jerked at my words. The woman immediately gets off him and hides under the bed sheets that Peterson uses to cover the both of them. There is a look of shock on Peterson's face. It is clear that he had not anticipated my arrival at this time and that is why he had brought a woman to have sex with her in my apartment.
I refuse to believe my eyes that any of this was happening. Never in a million years, did I let the thought of Peterson possibly cheating on me cross my mind. Talk more of the thought that he would do it on my bed of all places.
“Al…Allison…” He stutters, his face now devoid of all colors. He gulps nervously. “Wh…why are you back now? I…I…I thought…”
“You thought I'd come back home late and that was why you had the audacity to bring some girl into my apartment and have sex with her on my bed?!” I yell at him, hot rage reverberating through me. “If you were going to cheat, at least, do it in your own apartment and in your own damn bed!”
But his apartment is a small studio apartment that he shares with two other roommates.
Whatever!
“You know what?” I suck in air with my mouth as I mentally fight to keep my temper in check. I will not give Peterson the privilege to see me weak and broken. “By the time I come back to this apartment, I don't want to see your face or hers anywhere near me.”
I turn on my heels and begin to storm out of the room but once I reach the door, I pause and whip my head around to face them. I am trying so hard to hold back the tears of betrayal and heartbreak that threatens to spill out o
f my eyes.
“And one more thing, Peterson. Make sure you pack up all your little belongings. We're done.”
Allison's POV“Yo, Allison!” The bar guy greets me with a wave, his friendly voice echoing through the bustling bar. “You’ve been coming around a lot lately. I hope it's not some sort of work drama driving you here, eh?”He flashes me a teasing grin, one of the many reasons I like hanging out at this bar. “I'm fine, Graham. Nothing to worry about.” I lie through my teeth as I sit on the bar stool, flashing him a fake thinned smile.But what Graham doesn't know is that my life has turned into a shitshow. My best friend is angry at me and wouldn't pick up my phone calls or reply to my messages, while Peterson, the jerk who I had believed was my soulmate, is going behind my back with some woman. And on my own bed too! If Graham knows all this, he would understand why I would be practically camping out in his bar these days.“I'll have the usual.” I say to him and Graham nods at me. “You've got it!” Graham pours my shots, handing them to me like he knows what my night needs. And he doe
Allison's POVI would give anything to go back to a time when my life was boring, simple. Right now, I don't have the luxury anymore. In the space of one night, I had fought with my best friend, found my boyfriend in my bed with a strange woman, ended a relationship of several years, spilled my miseries at a bar, and ended up having a one-night stand with my boss.Xander Black, my fucking boss! Ohh Jezz! How am I supposed to face him now? How can I go back to work, knowing what I know, and still function properly?I was so lost in thought all the way back to my apartment. Wish i no longer have to set foot in that company,but I have to, It's not like I have any other choice. I need the job.Getting to my apartment, I hurriedly took my bathe and got dressed for work.I definitely cannot think about him, cannot think about the way I can still feel the touch of his smooth skin, warmer than my cashmere blankets—Stop it, Allison. You said you wouldn't tell anyone. That includes yourself,
Allison's POVI am unable stop the trembling that starts in my hands: a bout of shivers so bad that I feel sick. Xander Black's words echo in my mind.Fired, I think numbly. No…this can't be happening…"But Sir—" I begin shakily."My decision is final, Allison," Xander Black cuts in.He has transferred his attention to the documents before him, not bothering to spare me another glance. Normally, I would have walked immediately out of his office, because I really don't want to offend him by acting disobedient. But at this point, what more do I have to lose? I fall on my knees in front of him, bowing my head."Please, Sir. Please reconsider. I'll do anything, just let me continue working here. I beg you, Sir—""There's no need to grovel, Allison," he replies.Is that remorse I hear in his voice? Does that mean I stand a chance at being allowed to keep my job?"Please, Sir," I say, making no attempt to hold back my tears. "I promise I won't tell anyone what happened. I'll work twice as h
Allison's POVThe very next day, I'm on a bus taking me back to the outskirts of the pack. That miserable place where we Omegas have been forced to live. When I escaped from that place some years ago, I had promised myself that I wouldn't go back.I had worked harder than I thought possible, building my reputation as the best software developer in the most prestigious tech company in the city. I had clawed to the top with all my strength, only to take one hell of a fall and end up right back at the beginning.I sigh, looking away from the window and back at the screen of my phone. I had typed out a message to Elsa— I've been fired. I'm on my way back to the outskirts— and have spent hours trying to decide whether or not to send it. What if she's still mad at me? What if she reads the message and doesn't care? That would crush me completely. But this is Elsa, and if nothing else, I have faith in her kindness. So I tap the send icon and lean tiredly back into my seat. I miss my car alre
Allison's POVFor a very long moment, I'm certain it's a prank. I pull the phone away from my ear to stare at it with wide eyes. Elsa and Ian's gazes snap to me, immediately concerned."What—" Elsa starts to say."Rachel," I mouth immediately.Elsa closes her mouth right away. We don't know what Rachel wants. It won't be a good idea for her to find out that Elsa is here with me, in case she's in another bitchy mood."Allison Omega Carter," Rachel says in a cold voice, "you're not ignoring me, are you?"Yikes."No, I'm not, Miss Fisher," I say quickly. "How may I help you?"Even through the phone, I can tell that she's rolling her eyes at my usual polite tone."There is, in fact, a way you can help the company," she continues. "However, this is something I would rather say in person. Anybody could be monitoring this phone call.""Alright…" I respond, still trying to process the information."Meet me at the Goldbrew cafe tomorrow morning, by ten," Rachel says, still ordering me about li
Allison's POVOn a typical work day, I am usually awakened by the gentle stirrings of my alarm clock, but today, I am woken by the intrusive wail of my phone's ringtone. With a grunt, I toss around on the bed, gripping my pillow and burying my face into it. But the ringing of my phone does not stop. Instead, it continues to ring continuously and I mutter a cuss under my breath before blindly stretching my hand to my bedside table and reaching for my phone. I almost drop the phone but the gods are merciful and I successfully grip the phone with my hand. Grumbling, I fumble with the phone and bring it to my ear with another irritable curse. The high-pitched voice of my best friend, Elsa, erupts into my ear, nearly causing me to drop the phone a second time.“Where the fuck are you, Allison Carter?!” “Where else am I supposed to be?” I answer, my voice gruff and scratchy from sleep. My eyelids remain closed, still heavy with drowsiness as I lean into my pillow. “I am in my apartment of
Allison's POVFor a very long moment, I'm certain it's a prank. I pull the phone away from my ear to stare at it with wide eyes. Elsa and Ian's gazes snap to me, immediately concerned."What—" Elsa starts to say."Rachel," I mouth immediately.Elsa closes her mouth right away. We don't know what Rachel wants. It won't be a good idea for her to find out that Elsa is here with me, in case she's in another bitchy mood."Allison Omega Carter," Rachel says in a cold voice, "you're not ignoring me, are you?"Yikes."No, I'm not, Miss Fisher," I say quickly. "How may I help you?"Even through the phone, I can tell that she's rolling her eyes at my usual polite tone."There is, in fact, a way you can help the company," she continues. "However, this is something I would rather say in person. Anybody could be monitoring this phone call.""Alright…" I respond, still trying to process the information."Meet me at the Goldbrew cafe tomorrow morning, by ten," Rachel says, still ordering me about li
Allison's POVThe very next day, I'm on a bus taking me back to the outskirts of the pack. That miserable place where we Omegas have been forced to live. When I escaped from that place some years ago, I had promised myself that I wouldn't go back.I had worked harder than I thought possible, building my reputation as the best software developer in the most prestigious tech company in the city. I had clawed to the top with all my strength, only to take one hell of a fall and end up right back at the beginning.I sigh, looking away from the window and back at the screen of my phone. I had typed out a message to Elsa— I've been fired. I'm on my way back to the outskirts— and have spent hours trying to decide whether or not to send it. What if she's still mad at me? What if she reads the message and doesn't care? That would crush me completely. But this is Elsa, and if nothing else, I have faith in her kindness. So I tap the send icon and lean tiredly back into my seat. I miss my car alre
Allison's POVI am unable stop the trembling that starts in my hands: a bout of shivers so bad that I feel sick. Xander Black's words echo in my mind.Fired, I think numbly. No…this can't be happening…"But Sir—" I begin shakily."My decision is final, Allison," Xander Black cuts in.He has transferred his attention to the documents before him, not bothering to spare me another glance. Normally, I would have walked immediately out of his office, because I really don't want to offend him by acting disobedient. But at this point, what more do I have to lose? I fall on my knees in front of him, bowing my head."Please, Sir. Please reconsider. I'll do anything, just let me continue working here. I beg you, Sir—""There's no need to grovel, Allison," he replies.Is that remorse I hear in his voice? Does that mean I stand a chance at being allowed to keep my job?"Please, Sir," I say, making no attempt to hold back my tears. "I promise I won't tell anyone what happened. I'll work twice as h
Allison's POVI would give anything to go back to a time when my life was boring, simple. Right now, I don't have the luxury anymore. In the space of one night, I had fought with my best friend, found my boyfriend in my bed with a strange woman, ended a relationship of several years, spilled my miseries at a bar, and ended up having a one-night stand with my boss.Xander Black, my fucking boss! Ohh Jezz! How am I supposed to face him now? How can I go back to work, knowing what I know, and still function properly?I was so lost in thought all the way back to my apartment. Wish i no longer have to set foot in that company,but I have to, It's not like I have any other choice. I need the job.Getting to my apartment, I hurriedly took my bathe and got dressed for work.I definitely cannot think about him, cannot think about the way I can still feel the touch of his smooth skin, warmer than my cashmere blankets—Stop it, Allison. You said you wouldn't tell anyone. That includes yourself,
Allison's POV“Yo, Allison!” The bar guy greets me with a wave, his friendly voice echoing through the bustling bar. “You’ve been coming around a lot lately. I hope it's not some sort of work drama driving you here, eh?”He flashes me a teasing grin, one of the many reasons I like hanging out at this bar. “I'm fine, Graham. Nothing to worry about.” I lie through my teeth as I sit on the bar stool, flashing him a fake thinned smile.But what Graham doesn't know is that my life has turned into a shitshow. My best friend is angry at me and wouldn't pick up my phone calls or reply to my messages, while Peterson, the jerk who I had believed was my soulmate, is going behind my back with some woman. And on my own bed too! If Graham knows all this, he would understand why I would be practically camping out in his bar these days.“I'll have the usual.” I say to him and Graham nods at me. “You've got it!” Graham pours my shots, handing them to me like he knows what my night needs. And he doe
Allison's POVIt is closing hours after work and I am standing at the lobby, my eyes fixed on the entrance as I wait for Elsa. I do not fail to catch the front desk staff staring at me and whispering to each other. It doesn't move me anymore because I am already used to the constant gossip about me. They are gossiping about the same old thing. The low class omega girl who somehow managed to secure a job at this prominent company, yet lacking in the fashion flair that most of the employees here possess. “Who even wears that to a corporate job?” One of the ladies whispers and the second one replied.“I know right? Even if she works in the tech section, that doesn't give her a right to wear that to work. She is so embarrassing.”“I heard she is quite good with what she does, though. Matter of fact, she is the best software developer the company has. Rachel's dead jealous of her.”The ladies immediately fall into a reverent silence as a tall figure strides into the lobby, radiating an
Allison's POVOn a typical work day, I am usually awakened by the gentle stirrings of my alarm clock, but today, I am woken by the intrusive wail of my phone's ringtone. With a grunt, I toss around on the bed, gripping my pillow and burying my face into it. But the ringing of my phone does not stop. Instead, it continues to ring continuously and I mutter a cuss under my breath before blindly stretching my hand to my bedside table and reaching for my phone. I almost drop the phone but the gods are merciful and I successfully grip the phone with my hand. Grumbling, I fumble with the phone and bring it to my ear with another irritable curse. The high-pitched voice of my best friend, Elsa, erupts into my ear, nearly causing me to drop the phone a second time.“Where the fuck are you, Allison Carter?!” “Where else am I supposed to be?” I answer, my voice gruff and scratchy from sleep. My eyelids remain closed, still heavy with drowsiness as I lean into my pillow. “I am in my apartment of