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At times, the treatment I receive within my pack sparks doubts about my belongingness. As an Omega, the lowest rank, I've observed how they treat others of my kind, but their issue with me feels more personal. Despite working diligently at the park beta's house, tending to every need, I recognize the less-than-ideal treatment I endure. This has persisted for years, and though I've stayed silent, considering it a learning experience, I've harbored a persistent hope. A hope to meet my mate, someone who will rescue me from this situation. As time passes, I sense the urgency, realizing that if it doesn't happen soon, it might not happen at all. Suddenly, my name echoes through the air, a signal that there's assigned work awaiting my attention. "Layla!" "Coming!" I respond, hastily brushing a hand over my face. Assigned to do laundry, I suspect my prolonged absence has been noticed. Letting out another sigh, I ascended the stairs swiftly, covering two steps at a time. "You were sent ou
"Well, think again, slave girl. Let me remind you, in case you've forgotten." Biting my lip, I unintentionally took a step backward, absorbing his anger. Uncertain about what drove me to speak directly to him, I now realized I was in trouble. He had rained insults on my appearance and status too many times in the past, calling me ugly and attacking me so intensely that I hesitated to face myself in the mirror. I cursed the temporary haze that had overtaken me. Yet, it felt right, him being my mate. I could swear it was orchestrated by the gods. Realizing I had zoned out, I looked back up at him, apologizing. "I'm sorry, sir," I tried. "No, you listen to me. Even if you were the last person in this pack, I wouldn't make you my Luna. It's not just about your appearance or how displeasing you are to my sight. You're a mere Omega, a nobody on this pack's ladder. You hold no relevance, and I would merely waste my time on you. Besides, you're weak, lily-livered, spineless. What use could y
A few hours later, I had managed to barrel through half of the meals left behind for the festival. My stomach was drum tight, and I Had torn up some of the tablecloths so I could tie up some food to take along with me. As an Omega slave, it wasn't as though I really had anything to my name. I had ruined whatever standing I had managed to build for myself in my search for saving, so there was no need to dawdle. A nagging thought in the back of my mind told me that I was letting go of too much and should beg the Alpha for my place in the pack back. But I ignored it. I was all too aware of what the outside world held in store for me, and I preferred all the roughness and chaos to the pack where I was ostracized. I would not have a warm bed to sleep in at night, sure. But at least I would also not be called 17 different variations of useless, and that made me happy. Looking back at everything I would be leaving behind once more, I heaved a deep sigh and continued my walk ahead. There w
In the morning, I stretched out my hands as I usually did before a long day of work and instead met the roof of the hollow tree. Startled, I jumped up, and bumped my head against the tree trunk, the reality of the last day hitting me fast. I was itchy and wondered if I had not made such a grand mistake leaving my pack and coming into the woods where I had no water, no food, no safety, and knew no one.A bird chirped in the distance, and I wondered how early the day was. The moon had faded into the distance, but the sun was not yet out, a weird interloping of the two of them leaving the outside world blanketed in darkness.My body clock usually woke me up before it was even 5am, so I decided it must still be around that time and crawled out of the tree trunk. Grabbing on to my makeshift knapsack, I began to walk in the direction of what I hoped was a stream so I could wash up. I had not gone this long without the splash of ester on my skin - even as a slave - and I was starting to see
A few moments later, the sun was peeking out from behind a cloud, and I was on the journey with Lee and the rest of the outcasts. We had been making conversation, getting to know each other more, and in all honesty, it had been fun, but there were some things he reminded me of about my former pack, and it made me feel a certain sense of nostalgia for a life I had not even lived. He was an orphan, just like me, albeit a more recent one. He was a Beta, which was where our experiences differed, but he had lived almost all of his life in his pack with his mother. Apparently, his mother was an outcast wolf, so he was not treated with as great regard by the other members of his pack. Kimora and Wally were adopted siblings, and had been sent out of their packs because they were both too strong. I thought that was a good thing, and I told them as much. They smiled just then, the first one I had ever seen them give me.Lee liked to sing under his breath, so every few minutes, I would catch h
I was starting to find that I was glad that I had stumbled upon the outcasts. For one, the first thing that had gone wrong had been solved immediately, and I was left speechless at how quickly they had managed to avert the crisis I had preempted. Luke, the deaf guy had been leading us ahead, and he seemed to have missed the sight of a stray twig that was lying on the ground. I thanked the gods that he could not hear how absurdly loud the noise he had managed to make because everyone’s heads swiveled around in shock. We had been passing through an uncomfortable patch of trees that we suspected belonged to a pack of wolves that were not the most welcoming, and it was such a considerable amount of space that skirting around it would have taken too long. I had not been the one to notice that we were in another pack’s territory – that had been Lee – but I had taken the lead on skirting through and staying out of sight. As someone who had worked as a maid in a home that I was not wanted in
Night was beginning to fall, and my arm ached where the tree branches had slapped me during my run. We needed to find a place to settle down soon, and I had already even started to tire, the burst of energy that had propelled me forward quickly dying out. Lee was back in front, and I was walking behind with Luke again. The night air was breezy, something I had come to appreciate, thanks to the heat I could feel in my fingertips. I was getting tired, and was already considering walking ahead to ask Lee to stop for the night, when he called out. “I think it’s about time we stopped for the day. We haven’t had anything to eat all day. Kimora, go with Luke, see if you can find us something for dinner. David, find some twigs to use to start the fire. Layla and I will prepare the campsite for tonight while everyone does that. Is that okay?”A chorus of yeses echoed all around the other outcasts, and we all went to our designated stations. To Lee, I asked, “How exactly are we supposed to pre
Later that night, everyone was lying down close to each other, snuggled close for warmth. We would have to take shifts watching over each other for safety, and I had volunteered myself up for the very first one. I felt a pang of guilt I could not explain for bringing in three more mouths that we had to feed, and I wanted to work off the guilt somehow. I suspected that Lee knew what was on my mind when I had volunteered myself, but he had said nothing very graciously, allowing me the time I needed to process what I had to. I was more than pleased that Erin, Eric, and Remy had gotten to eat something. I wondered how long they had been in the bushes without anyone but little Eric to care for them.I had never had an elder sibling, or anyone to look out for me and take care of me, so I knew firsthand how hard it was, and I wanted so badly to take care of them. That aside, I had quite a lot to think about, like where the strength I had used earlier had come from. I wish I could credit i
P.S: Dear readers, we've come a long way. Please don't forget to leave your comment in the comments section and your vote counts as well. See you in my next book' Winks'. Love Ya. Last Chapter. ***** The crisp autumn air rustled the leaves overhead as I stood with Brad by the edge of the clearing, my hand instinctively cradling the small swell of my belly. The pack had settled into a comfortable routine after the wedding, our days filled with moments of joy, laughter, and the expectation of new beginnings. Feeling the gentle kicks from our unborn child, I marveled at the miracle of life growing within me. Brad's hand rested on my stomach, his eyes filled with awe and love as he felt our baby move. The bond we shared seemed to have even deepened by the knowledge that soon, we would be welcoming a new member into our pack, and it would be a baby: a symbol of our love and the unity of our community. As I stood there, lost in the wonder of impending motherhood, Wally and Margot appro
P.s: Dear readers, we're coming to the end of this book. Please try to leave a review in the comments section. I really appreciate all your efforts thanks. ***** The sun set on the victorious battlefield, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink. Amidst the jubilant pack members and the warriors from the Black Creek pack, Brad and I found a moment of quiet to discuss our future. Erin had joined the celebrations, her eyes reflecting the relief of a battle won and the joy of newfound family bonds. We walked together along the edge of the clearing, the sounds of laughter and celebration fading behind us. Brad looked at me, his eyes filled with a mix of love and determination. "Layla," he said, his voice soft yet steady, "we've been through so much together. I can't imagine my life without you. I want to spend the rest of my days by your side, facing whatever challenges come our way, just like we did today." I smiled, my heart swelling with affection for the man beside me. "Brad,
Amidst the chaos of battle, Erin stood her ground, her eyes locked onto Rame with a mixture of anger and disgust. Brad and I, observing Erin's fierce resolve, exchanged a quick, worried glance. We knew Erin's history with Rame, how he had manipulated her in the past. We couldn't let her face him alone, but we also understood the need for Erin to confront her father. A lot of the battle had been for the pack, but a lot of it had been for Erin's sake too."Brad," I said, my voice low but urgent, "we can't just leave her alone with him. She needs our help, our support. We can't risk her getting manipulated again."I nodded, my eyes never leaving Erin. "I know, Brad. But we can't just rush in without a plan. We need to be strategic about this. If we charge in recklessly, we might inadvertently make things worse for her. We have to trust Erin, trust that she's strong enough to handle him."Brad clenched his fists, frustration evident in his eyes. "I trust Erin, but I don't trust him. He's
The air in the pack meeting hall buzzed with excitement as I stood at the front, my eyes scanning the faces of the pack members. The news of the imminent threat from Rame had spread like wildfire, and now, the entire pack was gathered to discuss our plans for the upcoming battle. Among the crowd, there was a palpable sense of fear, mixed with a touch of anxiety. The arrival of reinforcements from the Black Creek pack was eagerly awaited, not just by my pack members, but by me too. I would never admit it to anyone else, but I was terrified of what was going on. As the pack settled, Brad stood by my side, his presence a source of strength. In the last few days, I had found that I needed it a lot more, because the horror of lur wntkre situationnovertook me at the most random times. I couldn't afford for that to happen right now. Right now, I needed to convey a sense of calm and confidence to inspire our pack members. I took a deep breath, my voice projecting across the room."Thank you
The journey back to our pack was a quiet one. Brad and I walked side by side, lost in our thoughts. The encounter with Rame had shaken us to our cores. As we trudged through the dense forest, I couldn't help but glance at Brad, trying to decipher the storm of emotions that must be raging within him. Finally, unable to contain my curiosity, I broke the silence."Brad, how are you feeling?" I asked, my voice gentle. "Seeing Rame, the one who took your father away from you... it must have been incredibly difficult. I know you never speak about your father. In fact, no one in the pack does. They all act like he is some taboo topic, and hearing Rame just-”He sighed, his shoulders tense. "It's... complicated, Layla," he replied, his voice heavy with the weight of his emotions. "I never thought I'd see him again after that night. I had buried the memories deep inside, trying to move on. But now, facing him, it's like reopening an old wound. Anger, sadness, confusion... it's all mixed up ins
"You can call me someone who's not afraid of delusional villains," I retorted, my voice firm, refusing to back down in the face of Rame's anger. "Your reign of darkness ends here, Rame. We won't let you destroy our pack."Rame's eyes blazed with fury, his lips curling into a snarl. "You think your bravado will save you? I've faced stronger opponents than you, and they all fell before my power. There are many things that I can do that your small brains cannot even begin to fathom. Do you really feed into the belief that your confidence will help you?"I exchanged a shared glance with Brad, our shared annoyance fueling our speech. "Rame, your power may be formidable, but it's nothing compared to the strength of all the love that there is in this pack. Erin may be an exception, but in this pack, we protect our own," Brad said, his voice steady. "Our pack stands together, and that makes us stronger than you can ever comprehend. Get it through your little head that you are not getting your
"Layla," Brad's voice trembled with emotion as he continued, his eyes fixed on mine, "Rame was once one of the most respected wizards in our pack. His fall from grace was a tragedy that was caused by his own ambition. He was a friend to my father, a mentor even. But power corrupted him, turned him into a monster."I took a hold of Brad's hand, offering him silent support as he gathered the strength to continue. "Rame's desire for power took over him," he said, his jaw set in determination. "He killed my father, believing it would grant him the Alpha position. But our pack members, out of loyalty, stood against him. We banished him, hoping he'd never return."A chilling laughter echoed through the ruins, and Rame emerged from the shadows, his eyes glowing with malevolence. "Oh, what a touching tale," he sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "But you see, I've embraced the darkness. I've become more powerful than you can imagine. Your loyalty and love won't save you this time."I ti
The pack house welcomed us with its bright colors, and I felt a warmth inside that I hadn't felt before. Brad and I settled into our favorite spot in the living room, a comfortable couch where we often discussed pack matters and important decisions, long before he had lost his memory. In the distance, the fire in the fireplace burning bright. Seated close to each other, we held on to each other for long minutes at end, looking at each other like it was the first time we had seen each other in a long time. We were locked in lazy conversation and trying to figure out who could have done this in the first place, and we had tried out many different names, but one kept on coming back, over and over:Erin"I know she has a crush on me," Brad said, his brow furrowed in contemplation. "But could it be possible that her feelings took a dark turn? Maybe she couldn't handle the fact that I didn't reciprocate her feelings. Though, that would have been very counterintuitive."I nodded, understandi
The memory came rushing back to me, vivid and clear, as though it had happened just yesterday. I closed my eyes, allowing the past to wash over me, taking me back to that fateful day in the heart of the forest.Many years ago, when I was still young and finding my way as a leader, I used to roam the woods surrounding our pack territory with the forest, with its ancient trees and whispered secrets, was a place where I found solace, and the place where I enjoyed training the most. On that particular day, the sun had gone down early.I was lost in thought, my mind occupied with the responsibilities of being an Alpha. As I walked, I heard laughter, the innocent, carefree sound of a. Hold coughing. Intrigued, I followed the sound until I stumbled upon a clearing. There, surrounded by wildflowers and bathed in moonlight, were three children.The eldest, a boy with tousled brown hair and curious eyes, looked to be around ten years old. He had an air of confidence about him, his posture sugg