Sibel’s POVAs I entered Chief Eileen's office, Cara followed me inside, but I didn’t acknowledge her at all. After all, I had a plan and a purpose. After some time, Leo left, warning me not to take anything from the office because I’m an omega.I responded, playing the part of a submissive omega to avoid raising any suspicion, but I was already scanning the room, taking in every detail and looking for any clues that could aid my investigation.With Leo gone, it was just me and Cara left in the office. I started doing my job, dipping the rag into the water and beginning to clean the surface of the table.I set the rag aside on a side table and started arranging a larger table with my hands. But before I knew what was happening, Cara threw the rag at me, soaking me.I was taken aback, surprised at why she would do such a thing. “Come on, omega, pick up the rag and continue cleaning the table!” she barked.“I’ll just finish arranging this other table here,” I replied, trying to stand my
Sibel’s POVCara looked at me with anger, but then she burst out laughing, a loud, mocking sound. "Ah, you're looking for trouble, I see," she said, her eyes gleaming with amusement."You think you're daring me? You're just an omega," she sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. "You're standing there, not ready to obey me. Are you insane?" Cara raised an eyebrow, her expression incredulous."What does it seem to you, that I'm afraid of you?" I taunted, my voice filled with sarcasm."I dare you, Cara," I said firmly. "If you're so eager to have us pick up the garbage with our bare hands, then you should lead by example. Kick down the garbage yourself, and pick it up with your own hands. Show us that you're willing to do what you're demanding of us."Cara's face turned purple with rage, and she spluttered, "How dare you! You think you can give me orders and make a Beta like me do what lowly omegas like you ought to do?"She took a step closer, her eyes flashing with anger. "I'll show
Sibel’s POVAs Eileen stepped back into the room, her presence was like that of an angel, swiftly deflecting the tension that had been building between Cara and me. Her timely return had saved me from a precarious situation that would have undoubtedly blown my cover.If Cara and I had engaged in a battle of wills, she would have been no match for my alpha strength, disguised though it was. But Eileen’s arrival prevented that inevitable outcome, sparing me from the disastrous consequences of revealing my true nature.Cara immediately withdrew her wolf’s paw, the claws retracting with a soft snick as she backed away, her eyes fixed on Eileen with a mix of surprise and wariness. As Cara’s wolf form began to shift, her body contorted and morphed until she stood before us in her human guise, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. Her eyes, still flashing with a hint of feral intensity, locked onto Eileen for a moment.Then, Cara walked toward Eileen, her movements eerily submissive. She sto
Sibel’s POV"You don't even know how I became Chief, do you?" Eileen spat, her anger evident. "Do you think they just hand out the title to anyone? I've worked hard to earn my position, and I won't let some insolent Omega like you question my worthiness."I was still holding my face in pain, looking up at Eileen with a mix of shock and defiance. "I don't know how you got to be Chief, but I do know that being one requires a lot. And from what I've seen, you're lacking in those areas."Eileen's face turned red with rage as she stepped closer to me. "How dare you," she hissed. "I'll have you know that I've led this pack with strength and wisdom for years. And I won't be questioned by some lowly Omega like you.""As I said before, you don't meet the standards," I repeated firmly."How dare you speak to me like that, you insolent Omega!" Eileen shouted, her face flushed with fury. "Guards!"The guards outside rushed into Eileen's office, responding to her summons."What are you waiting for?
Sibel’s POVAs I witnessed Jolie's knees touch the ground, a jolt of shock and anger surged through me. "Jolie!" I called out, my voice filled with disbelief."What are you doing?" I demanded, my words tumbling out in dismay. "Don't let them see you like this. It only fuels their arrogance, their belief that we're inferior."I immediately grasped Jolie's arms, trying to lift her to her feet. But she resisted, her eyes cast downward in defeat."No, Jolie, don't give in," I implored, my voice low and urgent. "Stand up, show them we won't be broken."But she refused to budge, her submission etching a deep sorrow within me. My anger flared, fueled by the injustice and bullying happening before me."Sibel, stop it," Jolie pleaded, her voice weak. "I just want... I just want to kneel down, please. Just face the fact."I looked at her, determined. "No, Jolie, don't kneel down. It will only make them see us as lower.""Stop this," Jolie said, her eyes locked on mine. "You can't keep strugglin
Sibel’s POVAfter finishing the call, I locked eyes with Jolie's distressed face. She shook her head, a deep sigh escaping her lips.I offered her a reassuring glance, trying to convey that everything would be alright. Jolie’s eyes met mine, and for a fleeting moment, I sensed that she worried the situation had affected me.But little did she know, I had a plan.As the Alpha Princess, it was my duty to protect those under my care. My Omega status might conceal my true identity, but it wouldn’t hinder my resolve.My secret would remain safe, but my actions would speak louder than words.I caught Jolie’s gaze, her eyes brimming with despair. She seemed worried about me, fearing that the situation had taken a toll.I understood her concern; I had rescued her countless times, and now my own well-being was entwined with her affairs.Moved by her distress, I approached her, offering comfort. “Jolie, it’s okay,” I whispered.She let out a deep sigh, her shoulders sagging. I reassured her, “I
Sibel’s POVI couldn't believe my ears. How could Eileen, a ruthless bully, win this year's Werewolf Gold Award? The thought gnawed at me, echoing in my mind.Paul's announcement had left me stunned. Eileen, who found joy in bullying Omegas, had secured the prestigious award. It was unthinkable. How could someone who exploited and harmed others be recognized for excellence? Eileen's actions—her relentless torment of Jolie, her disdain for the weak, and her lack of empathy—made her entirely undeserving.I felt a surge of anger. This award was meant to honor excellence, not perpetuate harm. I couldn't keep quiet anymore. "How could she win this award?" I asked myself, incredulous. I turned to Paul, who had announced the news."Are you really sure it was Eileen who won this award?" I asked, seeking clarification.Paul stared at me, his expression annoyed, as if I were a disturbance. "How could Eileen win this award?" I pressed on, my voice firm.Paul's demeanor turned cold. "Will you shu
Sibel’s POVI stood frozen, stunned by Vivian's bold declaration."Who is she?" I wondered, my mind filled with questions.But Eileen's shock surpassed mine. Her face had turned cold, her eyes wide with shock.Her mouth agape, Eileen stumbled backward, as if punched in the gut.Vivian's presence had struck a nerve, and I sensed a hidden truth lurking between Eileen and Vivian."What are you doing here, Vivian?" Eileen's shock was palpable, her composure shattered."Why are you being so nosy, Vivian?" Eileen snapped, her voice venomous."Long time no see, Eileen," Vivian replied, unfazed, her smile radiant."What are you doing here?" Eileen demanded. "And why are you poking your nose into what doesn't concern you?"Vivian's smile never wavered. "This concerns me, Eileen. As long as it involves bribery."Eileen's face reddened with rage. "You think you're still relevant? You're nothing. I removed you from the top position, and you'll never reclaim it."Vivian's smile kept. "That's preci
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