Dermot’s POVI couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My mind raced as I tried to process the words. Had I really just been given the responsibility of handling the bullying case? It felt surreal.“Dermot, your words impress me,” he said, patting my shoulder. His voice was steady, full of authority. I stood there, barely able to hide the shock on my face.“Expelling is the perfect punishment for bullies.”I nodded slowly, trying to match his serious tone, though inside, I was still reeling.“You’ve shown true leadership and compassion. I can see you genuinely despise bullying,” he continued, his eyes locked on mine, searching for something deeper in my response. “Your conviction shines through in every word.”I swallowed hard. Conviction. I had no idea my words carried that much weight. I had simply spoken from the heart, wanting to see fairness and justice served. And now, here I was, being entrusted with something bigger than I could’ve imagined.“That’s why I want you to handle this
Eileen’s POVI couldn't believe my eyes. The person I'd been belittling and bullying... was the Chief Beta to the Alpha Princess?My mind reeled. How could this be? I thought I knew who he was. Just a lowly omega. But now, his authority and power stared me down.My face burned with shame and regret. My arrogance and ignorance had blinded me. I'd made a grave mistake. Dylan's calm demeanor unnerved me.His eyes seemed to bore into my soul. I felt small and insignificant. My pride crumbled. "I've been so blind," I thought."I've gotten myself into bigger trouble than I thought," I panicked. Memories of my cruel words flooded my mind."Dylan, the lowly omega," I'd sneered."A pretender, acting as the Chief Beta," I'd taunted.And now, the truth stared me down.Dylan, the actual Chief Beta to the Alpha Princess.My gaze shifted to Sibel."No, it can't be," I thought, horror creeping in."Sibel, the Alpha Princess?"My mind reeled."This is all a lie," I desperately hoped.But deep down, I
Sibel's POVI surveyed the room, relishing the shock etched on every face. But one reaction stood out—Eileen's. Her eyes widened as if she'd seen a ghost. Her jaw dropped, her face drained of color. Humphrey’s words had triggered this response. "Royal Majesty" echoed in the air.Eileen was shocked to the bone. Her composure shattered. I was enjoying the moment, savoring her stunned expression. Finally, she understood my true stature. Her shock was palpable, and I reveled in it.I could only imagine the turmoil in Eileen’s mind. Her face was a picture of disbelief, as if her world had been turned upside down. It was priceless, utter disbelief and stunned silence. She had insulted me, bullied me, and belittled me. Now, the truth stood before he... I was royalty. The weight of her actions crushed her.Her eyes screamed, "How could I have been so blind?" I reveled in her shock, savoring every moment. Justice had finally been served. Eileen’s arrogance had blinded her to my true identity.
Cara's POVFor the fifth time, I tried calling Eileen, but she wasn't answering, my frustration growing."Anything?" Leo asked."Nothing," I replied. "I'm tired of calling her. I don't know why she's not picking up.""Is the phone ringing when you call?" Leo asked."Yes, it is," I said, exasperated.I trudged to the couch and sank into it."Maybe you can try calling her," I suggested.Leo nodded. "Okay."He dialed the number and put the phone to his ear. We waited."Anything?" I asked.Leo shook his head. "Nothing.""Was it ringing?" I asked again."Yes, it was," Leo confirmed."Maybe she's busy," Leo offered.But I was worried. Eileen always answered her phone. Something didn't feel right."Relax, don't worry or panic," Leo said soothingly, settling beside me on the couch.His hand gently rested on my lap, sending shivers down my spine. He touched me seductively, his fingers tracing circles on my skin. With a gentle tug, he drew me closer, our lips almost touching."Don't worry, Cara
Jolie's POVI gazed out the window, imagining the excitement of today's camp activities. My son's eagerness had been palpable, and I couldn't wait to hear about his adventures. As I opened the curtains, sunlight flooded the room, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of fresh air.Just then, I spotted my son in the distance. He emerged from a car, the designated driver dropping him off. The car door closed, and the vehicle pulled away. I swiftly moved to the door, eager to greet him.I flung open the door, my smile wide. “Hey, sweetie! How was your day at camp?”Charles' beaming face told me everything I needed to know. His eyes sparkled with excitement.“Mom, it was amazing!” he exclaimed.I ushered him inside, eager to hear every detail. “Tell me all about it,” I said, embracing him tightly.“Mom, you won’t believe what happened today!” Charles began, his voice bubbling with enthusiasm.I looked at him intently. “Tell me, what happened?”“The camp instructor changed my score and gav
Jolie's POVAs we walked to the car, my anxiety resurfaced."Sibel, I've never done this before. What if everything is too expensive?" I confessed.Sibel's reassuring smile calmed me. "Don't worry, I've got you covered. Today's on me," she said."But what if everything is really pricey?" I asked, hesitant.Sibel chuckled. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Just enjoy the experience."Her words eased my concerns, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty.As we arrived at the mall, the sheer size and opulence overwhelmed me."Wow, this is... huge," I stammered.Sibel laughed. "Welcome to my favorite shopping haven!" She took my hand, guiding me through the crowded corridors."Let's start shopping. What do you need?" she asked.I thought for a moment. "I don't know... Maybe new shoes?"Sibel grinned mischievously. "Perfect! Let's get you new shoes then!"We ventured into the shoe section, and I selected a stunning pair. But when I saw the price tag, I gasped aloud.S
Sibel’s POVI can't believe this... What the hell is wrong with this clerk? She just looks down on us. What is her problem? She was getting on my nerves, and I can't take this anymore. I frown at the clerk, who had a wicked smile on her face.I collected the ugly dress that the clerk gave Jolie and threw it in the corner. The clerk's smile faltered upon seeing what I just did, but I didn't care; I didn’t need to pay her attention."Why did you throw the dress away?" the clerk asked."Are you really asking me that kind of question? Can't you see that these clothes are not something anyone would wear?" I fired back at her."What do you mean? I can see that these clothes are meant for people like you, you hear me?" the clerk shot back.She was really getting on my nerves, but I ignored her and picked up the beautiful dress we had selected earlier. "This is what we want," I declared, and the clerk's eyes widened in shock."You don't mean this. You are not serious!" the clerk exclaimed.I
Sibel’s POV"I want them out!!!" Cara fired, commanding the clerk to chase us away. This is unbelievable... Cara and the clerk displaying the same behavior."Just because of this dress that doesn't belong to you, you want to chase us out?" Jolie said."You heard her! Leave the shopping mall at this instant! Do not make me call security!" the clerk said."What did you just say? You want to call security on customers for no reason? Come on, try it and see if you won’t get fired before the end of the day," I retorted, watching the clerk's eyes widen in shock."Fire me within twenty-four hours? What are you even saying? Are you threatening me?" she asked, but I ignored her."If you see that as a threat, then that's your problem. Now... where was I?" I said, and immediately the clerk lunged at me, trying to kick me out, but I shook her off."How dare you, Omega?" Cara roared."Just wait, Cara. You see that dress you’re holding that you took away from Jolie? I'll collect it back and give it
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