Sibel’s POVI was stunned when Jolie falsely accused me of pushing Charles, even though everyone saw the guards knock him unconscious. To make matters worse, Paul had manipulated Jolie into lying, telling her to blame me for the incident so he could take Charles to the hospital. It hurt deeply; I never expected Jolie to betray me like this, especially since I considered her a friend."Please forgive me, Sibel," Jolie begged, her voice filled with remorse.My eyes narrowed, the pain and anger still raw. "Why did you lie about me, Jolie? What could possibly make you think that was okay?"Jolie's face crumpled, and she whispered, "I was afraid... and Paul took advantage of that fear. I know I let you down, and I'm deeply sorry."Jolie cried and apologized to me. "Paul forced me to lie! He made me choose between my son's life and blaming you. If you were a mother, what would you do? I'd do anything to save my son. Please forgive me, Sibel. I had to take him to the hospital, and I was trapp
Dylan’s POVI knew I had to think fast, or my chance to enter the club and gather the information I needed would slip away. I quickly scanned the area, taking in the row of people waiting to enter. A plan began to form in my mind. I casually made my way to the end of the line, pretending to belong, and struck up a conversation with a group of people who seemed friendly.After a few minutes of chatting, I learned that one of them had an extra pass and was willing to sell it to me. I quickly made the purchase and returned to the entrance, pass in hand. The security guards barely gave me a second glance as I confidently walked into the club, my heart racing. I had finally gained access to the inner place of the higher-ups, and I was determined to uncover their secrets.As I entered the club, I was immediately struck by the opulence that surrounded me. The dimly lit room was filled with lavish decorations, and the air was filled with the smell of expensive perfume and cigar smoke. I made m
Sibel’s POVAn eerie calm settled over the room as we all fell silent, our eyes fixed on the door, wondering who was on the other side. Footsteps echoed through the stillness, and every gaze remained focused on the entrance, waiting to see who would appear.Dylan walked in, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on us. He paused, locking eyes with us before making his way over and stopping in front of us.Paul’s face was one of utter shock, his eyes wide with astonishment at the sight of Dylan standing there.As soon as I saw Dylan, I rushed to his side, my face lighting up with joy at his unexpected arrival.My expression then shifted to a serious gaze as I turned to face Cara and Paul, locking my eyes onto them with an intense stare.“What’s going on? Why can’t you talk now? Come on, say what you were saying. Are you suddenly scared or something?” My eyes blazed with determination as I spoke, my voice firm and commanding.“Fulfill what you just said. You’ve been bullying Jolie
Dylan’s POVI couldn't help but feel angry with myself for leading Sibel to pretend to be a lowly omega when, in reality, she was far from it.I couldn't bear the thought of what she had been going through at the hands of Paul and Cara, the cruel Betas. I wondered why Sibel had to endure such treatment, and my mind recoiled at the thought of a princess being reduced to a mere maid, forced to suffer the insults and hardships that came with it.If only I had been there for Sibel earlier, none of this would have happened. She wouldn't have suffered the ill treatment, the slapping, and the cruel punishments at the hands of Paul and Cara. It was inhuman, and a princess like Sibel shouldn't have been subjected to such degrading treatment. The thought of it filled me with regret and anger, wondering how things had gone so wrong and why I hadn't been there to protect her from the start.My gaze fixed on Paul, who had turned his back to us, his phone pressed to his ear as he listened intently t
Sibel’s POVI woke up feeling refreshed and ready to go. My morning routine was a must-do. I got down on the floor and cranked out some push-ups, feeling my muscles flex and my heart rate rise. The familiar burn was a good sign—I was alive and kicking. Next, I stepped into the shower and let the cold water wash over me, refreshing my muscles and clearing my mind.After my shower, I stepped out and grabbed a towel from the stool near my wardrobe. I dried myself off, feeling the warmth of the towel on my skin as it absorbed the water. Next, I applied some fresh oils to my body, enjoying the invigorating scent and sensation. With my skin refreshed and rejuvenated, I turned my attention to getting dressed.I reminded myself to keep a low profile, so I chose a simple outfit, something an omega would wear. I selected a humble cloth, nothing fancy or extravagant, just a plain but clean and comfortable garment. I didn't want to draw attention to myself, especially not as a princess in disguise
Sibel’s POVI burst into the office, my eyes scanning the room with alarm. What I saw made my blood boil. Jolie was standing there, her face buried in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. Cara's hand was still raised, the livid mark of her palm imprinted on Jolie's cheek. Leo lounged against the desk, a smirk plastered on his face.My anger flared as I clenched my fists in outrage. Without hesitation, I strode forward, my eyes blazing with fury. “How dare you!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls. “Leave her alone, you bullies!”Paul’s face turned beet red with rage as he thundered at me, “How dare you barge into my office in such a manner! Are you out of your mind? Have you completely lost all respect for your superior?”I stood tall, my eyes locked on Paul’s, refusing to back down. The air was electric with tension as we engaged in a silent stare-down.Finally, Paul broke the silence, his voice low and menacing. “Get out!” he barked, his words echoing off the walls. “Thi
Sibel’s POV"Why are you all behaving like this?" I demanded, my voice trembling with emotion. "Bullying the weaker ones, taking advantage of those who can't defend themselves. How do you justify this? Don't you have any conscience?"Leo snorted dismissively. "Conscience? Ha! This is the way of the pack. The strong survive, and the weak perish. That's how it's always been.""And what about the alpha?" I pressed. "If he eventually find out how you're treating us, the omegas, what do you think will happen? Don't you fear his wrath?"Leo sneered. "The alpha is too busy with his own affairs to care about what happens to you. And even if he did find out, do you think he'd punish me? I'm a high-ranking beta, Sibel. I have power and influence.""A donation was made to Jolie, wasn’t it? And now she's begging for help, and you people refuse to give it to her? That's inhuman!" My voice quivered with anger.Leo raised an eyebrow, his expression incredulous. "Are you out of your mind? Are you call
Sibel’s POV"You must think we're fools to believe you're the owner of this card," Cara sneered, echoing Leo's sentiments. "You're a thief, Sibel. You must have snuck into a higher-ranking werewolf's territory to steal this card. It's the only explanation.""These omegas," Leo muttered, shaking his head in disgust. "Always causing problems. Can't they just stay in their place?"My eyes flashed with anger, my face pale with rage. "How dare you," I spat, my voice low and venomous. "I'm not a thief, and I'm not going to stand here and be insulted by the likes of you."Jolie, who had been silently watching, finally spoke up. "Stop it, Leo. Stop bullying Sibel. She's trying to help my son.""Bullying? You call this bullying?" Cara's voice rose in indignation. "Can't you see she's trying to implicate you by giving you this card? Are you really that naive, or are you just another dumb omega who only thinks about themselves?""You want to help your sick son? Maybe he's better off dying than be
Dylan’s POVWe were almost at the border. Just a few more steps, and we’d be back on safe ground, or so I thought. The night was quiet, too quiet, and then, out of nowhere, they came... soldiers, a whole group of them, bursting out of the shadows. Theybwere with weapons and they surround us before we even knew what was happening."Don't move!" one of them barked, his voice hard andnut said it cleared enough for us to hear. I froze for just a second, my mind racing. But then instinct kicked in, and I stepped in front of Sibel, putting her behind me where she’d be safe. I could feel her hand clutching my shirt, and I could tell she was as tense as I was.I raised my hands, not surrendering, just ready. Ready to fight if it came down to it. “Who are you?” I called out, my voice steady, though inside, I was on edge. “Let us go!”One of the soldiers, the one who seemed to be in charge, stepped forward. He took his time, like he wanted me to see him coming. His face was hard... With no expr
Sibel’s POVSilas was nothing like Beta Ben. The second I met him, I knew it. Beta Ben followed every word Alpha Lionel said, not a single doubt in him, but Silas? He was different. There was something fierce about him, a fire that felt almost dangerous. You could tell just by looking at him... he was angry. Angry with the way things were, the way people were suffering under Alpha Lionel’s rule. He looked like someone ready to stand up and fight, not just sit back and follow orders.We sat down across from him, and I could see the frustration on his face. It was like he was holding back something he wanted to shout out loud but couldn’t. He spoke low, his voice filled with emotion.“Omegas are getting bullied,” he said, shaking his head. “People are dying. No one’s safe, not with the way things are going now.”I listened, feeling the pain in his voice, but also the anger. And honestly, I felt it too. I knew how bad things had gotten, knew that the weak were suffering, and it didn’t si
Dylan’s POVSmith looked at us, sighing as if he’d expected all the questions we were throwing his way. After a pause, he leaned in and shared an information... It was as if it was our last hope. “There’s someone who might be able to help you,” he said. “A beta named Silas. He has a real heart for his people. They trust him, and Alpha Lionel has a bit of respect for him too.”Sibel and I exchanged glances, a glimmer of hope flickering between us. If there was even a small chance Silas could lend us a hand, we had to try. With Smith’s guidance, we set out to find this Beta Silas. After a short while, we reached a modest but well-kept house on the outskirts of the pack’s main territory. Smith knocked, and soon enough, a young man opened the door. He looked a few years younger than Beta Ben, his sharp features softened by a steady and thoughtful expression.“This is Beta Silas,” Smith introduced, then added with a respectful nod, “And these two are Sibel and...” He looked at me, giving m
Dylan’s POVSibel looked at me, and I knew instantly she could see right through me. She always could, somehow. She tilted her head, studying me, her expression soft but firm. “Dylan,” she said, her voice calm yet filled with a determination that only made my worry grow. “I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here, with you. I want to fight with you.”Her words hung in the air between us, heavy and solid. And I felt something tighten in my chest. Sibel wanting to stay—part of me wanted that too, more than anything. But the other part, the part that knew how dangerous things had gotten, just wanted to keep her safe, away from all this madness.I looked away, trying to hide the conflict in my expression, but she wasn’t fooled. She never was. She stepped closer, and I felt her hand on my arm, grounding me. “Dylan,” she repeated, her tone softening just a bit, but that strength was still there. “Don’t you see? I’m not backing down. I know what’s at stake here, and I still want to be here.
Sibel’s POVBeta Ben was clear, and there was no mistaking his tone. He looked straight at me, then at Dylan, his face hard and unchanging. “I can’t approve this,” he said, firm but not harsh. “There are just too many risks,” he continued, shaking his head slowly, as if each word was weighing on him. “I’ve got to protect both of you. Alpha rights, this whole fight… it could turn ugly, and I don’t want to see either of you hurt.”Hearing him say that made my stomach twist. I felt like I’d been holding my breath, waiting for him to give us the green light, and now all that hope just deflated. I could feel disappointment creeping in, but I forced myself to stay quiet. I knew arguing wasn’t going to change anything. Beta Ben had made his decision, and we just had to accept it.Dylan looked at me, a sigh escaping him. “He’s afraid this is too much,” he said softly, more to himself than to me. “He thinks if we go forward, Alpha’s rights will end up hurting you more than helping.”I gave a s
Sibel’s POVThe moment I opened the door and saw Beta Ben, I couldn’t hide my shock. This old, frail man standing before me... he was the Beta of this pack? I almost couldn’t believe it. He looked so old, so tired, moving slowly as he hunched forward with a bent back. I’d never seen a Beta look like this. Betas were supposed to be strong, powerful, ready to stand by the Alpha, not hidden away in a place like this. The room itself was as rundown as he looked, stuck away in this hidden, deserted corner of the pack’s territory.How could Alpha Lionel let this happen to him? How could he turn his back on his own Beta, someone who must have served the pack so loyally for years? It didn’t make any sense. I tried to imagine what Beta Ben might have looked like in his younger days, when he was strong and ready to defend the pack. It hurt to see him like this, and I felt an anger rise in me toward Alpha Lionel. This wasn’t just neglect... it felt like cruelty.As I sat with Beta Ben, I could f
Dylan’s POVWe were stuck, not sure where to go next, so we thought of one last option: Lionel’s Beta. Maybe he would help us. Mr. and Mrs. Smith looked at me, worry in their eyes, and asked, "Are you sure he’d want to see you?" They sounded uncertain, almost like they knew something I didn’t.But what choice did we have? We had to take a chance, even if it was a long shot. I nodded. "We got to try." It was the only thing I could think to say, even though part of me wasn’t so sure either. With Mr. and Mrs. Smith guiding us, we set out to find where Beta Ben lived.It didn’t take too long, but his house was hidden away, tucked into a quiet part of the woods, like he wanted to be left alone. I took a deep breath as I walked up to the door, feeling the weight of the moment pressing on my shoulders. My hand hovered above the door, just for a second. I knocked, and then stepped back, waiting.There was silence. I could feel my heartbeat drumming in my ears, wondering if he’d even answer. F
Dylan’s POVEarlier, as soon as Sibel mentioned we’d need to head back to the pack early, I knew I had to reach out to Smith. I didn’t waste any time... I pulled out my phone and called him right away. Smith answered after a couple of rings, but I could tell from the way he said my name that he was caught off guard.“Dylan?” he said, his voice sounding puzzled. “Why are you calling? Weren’t you supposed to be away a while longer?”I paused, choosing my words carefully. Smith and I went way back; he knew me well enough to sense when something was up. Still, I hadn’t told him the real reason for wanting to return, and I knew that dropping it all at once would catch him by surprise.“It’s complicated,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “There’s… something important I need to do in the Golden Crescent pack. It can’t wait any longer.” I paused, taking a breath, then continued, “I’m coming back to stop what’s happening to the Omegas. The way they’re being treated, it isn’t right. I
Sibel’s POVI was stunned by the sight that greeted me in the Golden Crescent pack. The suburbs were filled with bodies, women and children mostly, scattered on the ground as if left to rot. Some looked so thin, bones pressing tight against skin... they must’ve starved to death. Others had been killed, their bodies lifeless and cold. Each step I took felt heavy, the air stench with the scent of dead bodies.As we moved slowly through the streets, I noticed how empty the place felt, yet haunted, as if memories of those who’d suffered were still watching us. I couldn’t pull my gaze away from the heartbreaking sight. It felt like the whole world had abandoned them, left them in these dirt-streaked alleys to fend for themselves. There was no help, no hope, just silence.Finally, we left the outskirts behind and reached the heart of the Golden Crescent pack. It was like stepping into a completely different world. Suddenly, the dirty, crumbling buildings faded away, replaced by grand houses