Sibel’s POVJolie stood in front of me, her eyes darting around nervously as if the very walls might betray her. Something wasn’t right... I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. I narrowed my eyes, watching her closely, my instincts kicking in. “What’s the matter, Jolie?” I asked. I was very suspicious of her because she could actually betray me... After all as son was involved in all this.She didn’t answer right away. Instead, her hand dove into her coat pocket with a frantic, almost desperate move, and I couldn’t help but take two steps back, I was alert, and alarm. The last time she betrayed me, there was trouble. Serious trouble.“Jolie, what are you doing?” My words were calm, but inside I was anything but. A part of me was already bracing for what was coming, for whatever terrible thing she was about to reveal. I watched her fumble around with something hidden inside her pocket, her hand moving but never emerging.She glanced up at me, her face pale, her lips trembling. “Sib
Sibel’s POVJolie’s hands shook as she fumbled with her phone, her desperation palpable. She thrust it toward us, her voice trembling as she spoke. “Please, just listen! I’m not lying. I recorded it... Paul admitted he kidnapped Charles. I was going to send it to you, Sibel, so you could call the police!”Dylan and I exchanged a glance, skepticism still etched across his features, but there was something about the way Jolie's voice cracked... something raw and pleading...that made me pause. My heart was pounding in my chest, torn between the memories of betrayal and the slim possibility that she was telling the truth.“Here,” Jolie urged, nearly dropping the phone in her frantic rush to show us. “Just listen!”She tapped the screen, and the faint crackle of audio began to play from the speaker. For a moment, there was nothing but the shuffling of footsteps and muffled breathing. Then, Paul’s voice cut through the static, sharp and unmistakable.“How about this,” he said softlyt. “You
Paul’s POVI stood at the edge of the clearing, I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, fueling my anticipation as I waited. It was finally time for me to take back control.My mind raced with thoughts of Sibel. I had played too cool with these Omegas for too long, and it was time to show her who really held the power. The memory of Dylan's fists connecting with my face burned in my mind, rise anger to my chest.They thought they could humiliate me, Sibel... Oh you just wait for me. I'll make you pay for the humiliation.She had no idea what I was capable of. Tonight, I would remind her of her place. She would see that her perceived rights meant nothing to me.I imagined the look on her face when she realized I had the upper hand. The fear in her eyes, the panic that would course through her as she understood what I was about to do. She had wronged me, and now it was my turn to make her pay. I could almost hear her begging for mercy, her voice trembling as she came to t
Sibel’s POVMy blood boiled as I watched Paul choke the life out of Jolie. How dare he lay a hand on her like that? Fury surged through me, and without thinking, I stepped forward, my fists clenched. “Let her go, Paul!” Dylan shouted.Paul, momentarily startled, finally released Jolie. She collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, her neck flushed with redness. Paul knelt, not out of remorse but in surrender, knowing he had no choice. But he was having that angry look as though he thought we were beneath him, as if we were powerless to stand against him.I rushed to Jolie’s side, lifting her up gently, lcould feel Jolie trembling beneath my touch, she had taken the risk to come here and Paul had the gut to choke her. The marks on her neck was terrible because Paul had use power to choke her. It burn me angrily... Enough is enough for all the things Paul had been doing.Paul had to pay.... It was time to deal with him for all the atrocities he had committed.“You’ll regret this,” I
Cara’s POVIn a dimly lit room, I sat near Charles, who was tied up tightly with ropes at his wrists and ankles. He looked both weak and angry, struggling to free himself, though it was pointless. His mouth was taped, so his groans of frustration were muffled as he squirmed against the restraints.I stood over him, quickly losing my patience. “What’s with all the noise?” I barked, my tone sharp and cold. I kicked him lightly in the side, just enough to remind him who was in control. “Stay still, or you’ll regret it, you little brat!”Even though Charles was tied up and helpless, he still had the nerve to glare at me with defiance. This little pup. I sneered, tempted to do something that would wipe that look off his face. But I held back... at least for now.I turned away, biting my nails and pacing the room, the sound of my heels echoing on the concrete floor. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Paul should’ve been here by now. We had a perfect plan, but now he was late. I pul
Cara’s POVMy heart pounded in my chest as I stood there, my wrist still aching from where Dylan had grabbed me. The door creaked open again, and I froze when I saw who walked in: Sibel, Jolie, and Vivian... all of them.I couldn't believe it. My anger flared up instantly. How dare they?"Sibel!" I spat, my voice filled with venom. "You lowly Omega! How do you even know I’m here?"My mind raced. No one should have known. Only Paul. My eyes darted to the side, panic creeping into my thoughts. Had he... betrayed me?Sibel didn’t even flinch. She just stood there, annoyingly calm, like she had already won. Her smugness made my blood boil even more.“Do you really think you can hide from me, Cara?” Sibel asked mockingly. “I don’t need to guess where you are. Paul betrayed you a long time ago.”Her words hit me like a slap. The shock stung, but the realization hit even harder. Paul? Betray me?I stumbled back, breath catching in my throat. Anger surged again, stronger than before.“You lia
Sibel’s POVCara was right in front of me, staring at me like I was dirt under her shoe. She always looked at me like that, every time. I had been playing this role for too long, letting her and the others treat me like I was nothing. But today was different. Today, I was done.“Because I, the princess Sibel, deliberately played the role of an Omega,” I said, my voice firm, "hiding my Alpha scent, just to see the current situation of Pack bullying Omega!"The words were out now. Cara’s face twisted in confusion at first, then anger. I could see it... the disbelief, the panic in her eyes. This wasn’t how she thought things would go. She had always been so sure of her position, her power over me. But now, the truth was out, and there was no going back.“You... what are you talking about?” she spat, but I could see the doubt in her eyes.I stood tall, my gaze steady on hers. "You, Paul, Leo, Eileen... all of you have been pests in the Pack! You thought you could step on those weaker than
Sibel’s POVI walked into the grand hall, my gown trailing behind me, feeling the weight of what I was about to do. Dylan, Jolie, Charles, and Vivian followed close behind me. Tonight wasn’t just another banquet... it was the night everything would change. The night I would finally announce who I really was and reveal the new omega law to the pack.The new omega law is simple: omegas are to be treated as equals, with the same respect as any other rank. No more bullying, no more belittling, no more treating them like they don’t matter. From now on, anyone who disrespects or mistreats an omega will face the consequences. That’s the law I’m about to announce tonight.This law is going to change everything. Omegas won’t be seen as weak or lesser anymore. They’ll have the same rights and protection as the rest of us, and anyone who dares to think otherwise will be held accountable. I’m making sure of that.I could feel the stares as soon as we entered. The room fell quiet, and I knew the g
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