As I realized what my sister had done, I looked over at her with a sense of betrayal. But when I locked eyes with my sister, I saw a look of satisfaction and triumph on her face. It was as if she had won some sort of twisted game and I was the loser. My sister's lips curled into a sinister smile as
I stumbled towards my scooter, my vision still blurry from tears. It was all normal to me, but they rarely got physical. As I hopped on the scooter and turned the engine on, a rush of cool air hit my face. It was a relief to feel something other than pain. The ringing in my head slowly subsided as I
I trudged back home, each step heavier than the last. I can still feel the smile on Emily face, and the harsh thing she'd put me through. My thoughts keep replaying the scene over and over again, the anger and embarrassment boiling inside me. I'm so tired of being weak, of being a punching bag for e
As I try to escape the boys, my heart pounding in my chest, I hear them calling me back. I try to ignore them, walking even faster so that I can get to class and avoid their torment. But it seems that luck is not on my side, as one of them grabs me from behind, shoving me against the wall. I hit my
Lincoln sneered at his younger brother but backed off, taking a step away from me. I felt a small sense of relief wash over me, but it was quickly replaced with a sense of fear as Lincoln leaned in close to me, his breath hot against my skin. "Remember," he whispered, "we're not done with you yet."
I sat alone in the classroom, gazing at my book, not wanting to talk to anyone. I could hear the chatter and laughter of my classmates as they walked down the hallway toward the cafeteria. I could feel some of them pulling my hair or calling me names as they passed by, laughing at their cruel words.
I stepped off the bus, feeling completely drained after my long shift at work. I walked to the door of my house and reached for the doorknob, but before I could even turn it, a blinding slap hit me across my cheeks. I stumbled back, completely dazed, and fell to the ground. My head was ringing, and
I woke up to a loud banging on my door. My heart raced as I heard my brother's voice shouting, "Open up, Omega! Don't make me break the door down!" I knew I had to move quickly, or he would follow through on his threat. I jumped out of bed and ran to the door, my heart pounding in my chest. My hand
They were right, it's been years since we heard that I won't be able to give birth again, a change might happen in another year. Then all of a sudden, I heard the sound of the breaking of the air and I quickly dodged to the side. Then, I felt a stinging pain on my waist. When I looked down, I saw
But whenever I remember the look on their faces before they turned back at me and the fact that I still had their mark on me, I would lose the courage to hurt myself. Also, there was a part in me that wanted to take revenge for my daughter but in the condition that I was in at that point, I could n
EMILY'S POV. My face was a mask of resignation, a facade that concealed the raw ache of my sadness, my true emotions hidden beneath a carefully crafted veneer. My movements became slow and deliberate as if the weight of my sadness had settled upon my bones, making even the simplest tasks laboriou
"What took you so long? Did you forget that we were waiting for you?" The mean looking woman said but I just kept quiet without saying anything. "Now, that everything is done, I hereby use this chance to banish Emily from this pack, she will not enter the vicinity of the pack no matter what, now s
B..but, I was helpless. There was nothing I could do, I did not want them to suffer for my mistakes. They've not done anything wrong and it was all my fault so I should suffer for my mistakes. "Stop dilly-dallying around, let's do the ritual." The old man said again and I finally stood up weakly.
EMILY'S POV. "She can't stay here any more and that's final, if you continue to disobey, you will be sent into the pack's inner dungeon for ten years or even more." The hunched old man said and my heart skipped a bit Inner dungeon? Why were they so cruel? In every pack, there must always be tw
Although I had wondered who could be behind it all, I was not so bothered about it because it was exactly what I wanted. My plan had started to work too. I also told Matt to start spreading rumors about Emily's inability to give birth to any other child. I wanted to start shaking the brother's foun
"The others are also the same, they believed that following you would not do any good and they won't be able to gain anything and as you know, those people are only after gains and profit, so it is rational that they stayed behind and turned their back against you." "So, My Lord, how will you do it
LARRY'S POV. After spending some years alone and in pain, I finally realised the usefulness of power and status. Without power, no one would stay with you but I realised it too late and when I was at the gate of death. I was tired of working for or with my brothers, I wanted to work for myself. I