Henry’s POVHearing her cries echo from the room made me feel nauseous. I couldn’t bear hearing her suffer over something I stupidly said. It was a way to protect her. Letting her go so that she could be with someone better was an act of mercy on my part. I was doing her a service, even if she didn’t realize that yet. One day, when she becomes mates with someone worth a damn, she might even learn to thank me for my sacrifice.She shouldn’t cry over it.Not now. Not ever. Crying over a man like me, and starving herself was pointless.Niylah had been in that room for four, going on five, hours now, and the sound of her sobs still echoed through the halls. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed a way to cope with the pain of hearing her cry out in agony, but, thanks to Alex, I didn't have any liquid courage to numb my senses.As I paced outside her door, my mind raced with worry and guilt. Was it possible for someone to keel over from a broken heart? I sure hoped not, especially for someon
Niylah’s POVThat was definitely weird.It was weirder than normal, even for Henry. Why did he have to go into such a disgusting level of detail over a simple question? ‘Where’s Alex’ didn’t warrant much of an answer at all. A simple ‘He went to the bathroom,’ would’ve been fine. Hell, Henry could’ve just said Alex had to run. He didn’t even have to explain where exactly Alex went for me to catch a hint.“He’s such a—” I stopped myself before the thought could fully form. Five hours was more than enough to cry over a man who didn’t even spare a second glance my way.As I sipped on the lukewarm water I felt a heaviness in my chest. Exhaustion weighed me down, both emotionally and physically. All I wanted to do was sleep and forget the heartache. I curled myself up in bed, ignoring the world around me, and tried my best to fall into a deep slumber. But sleep would never come.No matter what I tried, it was impossible to shut my brain off completely. Not even the imagery of sheep could s
Niylah’s POVThe tension between the two Alphas was like a fishing line about to snap. As they stood facing one another, neither showing signs of backing down, it was clear that something was wrong. Why did Henry suggest that Liam’s kindness was fake? Better yet, why did Henry appear to be so livid despite making a mockery of my affection earlier?I stood behind Liam as directed, feeling a hand wrap protectively around mine. He held himself tall and strong, acting as a shield between me and the perceived danger in front of us. I knew that there was nothing to fear, Henry wouldn’t hurt me, but I’d be lying if I said Liam’s possessiveness didn’t make my heart skip a beat. Silence stretched between them, broken only by the sound of Liam's steady breathing and the distant hum of city life beyond the park. I could see the muscles in Henry's jaw clench and release repeatedly throughout the duration of their standstill. It was a clear sign of frustration, but over what exactly?Finally, Henr
Henry’s POVShe couldn’t be serious.There’s no way.There’s absolutely no way Niylah was serious. It almost sounded like she intended to pursue things with Liam right after I ended things. Did she have no shame? No remorse at all? I know I said that she should find someone better, but I didn’t mean that same night. It’s not my fault this happened.Besides, we had that moment with the granola bar and water. She laughed and came out to thank me for the thoughtful gesture. I thought maybe things could go back to something less complicated. Something easier to manage! Sure, she may not have known it was I who had given her the food, but her thanks had been directed towards me nonetheless. So why did she want to part ways now? We were bound to run into each other again, especially since we went to the same school. It was impossible to avoid each other completely.Before I could even open my mouth offer a retort, Niylah had stormed off without so much as a second glance. The slam of the do
Niylah’s POVI look up from the sheets of music cluttering the grass in front of me and fixate my gaze on Liam. He sat about four feet away, leaning his head against the nearby brick wall. A comforting warmth spreads throughout my chest the moment his eyes connect with my own. His unwavering support throughout this tough time has been something I’ve grown to rely on with every fiber of my being. I no longer had to worry about what to say and whether or not it would offend the person sitting next to me. Everything felt easy with Liam. There was nothing to worry about now he and I were friends.No amount of words in the dictionary could express how grateful I am for Liam.“When I was little,” I began, unsure why I felt comfortable enough to tell Liam this, but I had no intentions of stopping myself either. “When I was little I used to dream that my music could take me away from everything.”I lowered my gaze back to the sheets of paper and smiled to myself. It wasn’t a happy smile, but
Niylah’s POVIt was three days until D-day and I couldn’t be more nervous.Why wouldn’t I be? All this time I’ve been submissive, allowing others to trample on me as they please. I cowered down at the first sight of adversity and took whatever abuse came my way. Whether the abuse came from a person who was supposed to love me the most or some cheap bully with anger issues, I never stood up for myself.I used to be an insecure Omega before I came to this school; so much so, that I lacked any sense of self-worth. But now, I was a force to be reckoned with, ready to take on anyone who dared to challenge me; and I have no mercy to give to the people who didn’t offer any to begin with.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. It wouldn't do any good to be anxious now; there was no going back to the person I was before. I was like a caterpillar emerging from its cocoon after a long nap. I had the choice to become something beautiful like a monarch butterfly or something obnoxio
Henry’s POV“Niylah could you please just talk to me for a second?” I begged cornering her in the hallway. She looked at me with discontent, uninterested in whatever I had to say. I could tell by her secrecy she and Liam had been plotting something, but I wasn’t sure what that something was. I thought approaching Niylah directly might’ve been the best approach, but judging by her expression I was sorely mistaken.“Look I don’t want you getting yourself into trouble over a little bullying. You’re smarter than that, aren’t you?” I schmoozed.I didn’t need any more trouble from this Omega and hoped that maybe I could soothe her into dropping the whole thing.To my surprise, Niylah rolled her eyes at my attempts and responded with a curt wave of her hand.“This is about more than bullying and petty drama, Henry. I’m not going to get into trouble and your name won’t be involved with this unless there’s something more you wish to tell me.”I fell silent, unsure of how to respond. I could te
Niylah's P.O.V.In the silent room, the alarm was the only sound highly blaring to wake me up. I stretched off to bed as a surge rose inside me, steady and fierce. Today was the day I had been waiting for. I went to the mirror and began to pat my face, blending the makeup in, giving my features more intensity, more definition. I wanted to be fully ready for what was to come.No sooner had I applied the last stroke of mascara than the door burst open and Ivory sauntered in, curling her lips up in that habitual smug smile. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed, to watch me."Who are you trying to impress, Niylah?" she snarled.I didn't as much as glance in her direction, calmly placing the mascara back onto the table and giving myself one final glance in the mirror. I needed to remain steady, unmoved. After today, it will all be over."Your days are numbered, Ivory," I said, low but full of intent. "And soon enough, the whole world is going to know the real you."She laughed, a keen
Niylah stood on the grand stage, her fingers poised elegantly above the ivory keys of the majestic piano, her heart pulsating in rhythm with the gentle hum of anticipation that filled the concert hall. The atmosphere was electric—a myriad of emotions swirled around her as the audience filled the seats, awash with admiration and expectation. A soft glow illuminated her from above, casting her in a shimmering light, and she could feel the warmth coursing through her, reassuring her that this moment was hers.Breathless, Niylah smiled as she scanned the crowd, her eyes landing on her parents, their faces glowing with pride, and Nina, her little sister and her lifelong confidant, sitting in the front row, grinning widely. They had journeyed together, navigating the chaotic currents of life, and now they shared in this triumphant moment.After everything that had happened—the rejections, the pain, and the eventual acceptance of her true self—she finally stood here, ready to fulfill her dre
Henry’s POVThe moon hung high above the clearing, a majestic witness to life unfolding beneath its hushed glow. Henry stood at the edge of the gathering, an outsider looking in, gnawing on regrets that clawed at his insides. Guilt twisted in his chest as he witnessed the celebration of unity after the chaos that had once reigned over their lives. His gaze drifted to Niylah, resplendent and fierce, commanding the attention of the pack with her newfound Alpha presence. She had shed her insecurities like a snake shedding skin, and the magnificence of who she was now practically radiated. Memories of their past flashed through his mind, filling him with remorse.He had been such a fool—disregarding her, underestimating her strength, and acting out of selfishness. The recollection of that day haunted him, the burning shame of how he had rejected her publicly, how he had chosen to embrace Ivory instead of nurturing what he could have cherished with Niylah. The memories of their time toge
Liam’s POVThe soft glow of the moon bathed the forest in ethereal light as Liam walked through the clearing. Each step felt lighter than the last, buoyed by an overwhelming sense of gratitude. He paused, inhaling the cool night air, feeling its crispness fill his lungs and awaken the very essence of him. The moon goddess had blessed him with a gift he had never anticipated—a mate, Niylah. And with that blessing, he had discovered not just love but a profound truth about himself.As the future Alpha, he felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders to embody strength and resilience. Yet, despite his natural gifts, there had always been an undercurrent of confusion guiding his path. He had lived under the constant fear of failing those he cared about, the fear of not being the leader they deserved. But with Niylah, everything changed.He thought back to that fateful night when their souls intertwined beneath the moonlit sky. It had been such a vulnerable moment when she had unlea
Niylah stood beneath the pale glow of the moonlight, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. The night seemed alive with energy, vibrating in tune with the beating of her own heart. She had always been the Omega—the weakest, the underestimated, the one who bore the brunt of others' expectations and their scorn. Every day had been a battle against the tides of her reality, a struggle to carve a place for herself in a world that thrived on hierarchy and dominance. But tonight, everything was different.Memories flooded her mind as she took a deep breath. She could still remember the whispers that followed her, the laughter laced with cruelty echoing in the corners of her mind. “Niylah the weak, Niylah the expendable,” they'd call her. The other wolves in her pack had found their strength in their Alpha lineage, their fierce dominion solidified by blood and tradition. And then there was her—nobody. Just Niylah. The Omega.Her hands clenched into fists as she recalled th
Liam's POVThe confrontation had spiraled into a tumultuous battle of emotions that left me reeling. As Sophia’s revelation twisted around us, I could scarcely grasp the gravity of what she had confessed. The air crackled with uncertainty, but behind it all was a thread of betrayal that hung heavily in the silence. It ricocheted through each moment, wrapping the three of us in a storm.“She disguised herself as Evelyn,” I thought, the notion too surreal to digest. “Why would she go to such lengths?”Every detail felt like an incomplete piece of a broken puzzle I strained to assemble. This woven narrative hung precariously, every new thread threatening to unravel the ties that bound us together.“You played Evelyn,” I finally managed to voice, disbelief still clinging to my words. It felt surreal, as though I were watching a play unfold rather than witnessing the reality standing before me. “Why would you put yourself in that position? Why hide in plain sight?”“I did it for you!” Soph
Niylah's POVThe cool air was fraught with tension as Sophia revealed her truth, the revelation seeping into my consciousness like a slow poison. I tried to piece together the fragments of my emotions as I stood there, stunned.Sophia had been my confidant, a steadfast ally who had helped me navigate my darkest days. I had relied on her, unknowingly, while she had worn a mask so deceiving it felt as if the ground beneath me had shifted. It left me reeling, the foundation I thought our friendship was built upon cracking beneath the weight of her betrayal.“Evelyn,” I whispered, the name falling from my lips like a ghostly echo. “Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, remorse reflected in her gaze. I had justified my own insecurities through our bond; I had viewed our relationship as a sisterhood, one founded on support. To learn that Sophia had disguised herself as someone else—someone dangerously close to me—felt like a betrayal that ran deeper than mere deception; it threatened the v
Sophia’s POVThe moonlit clearing shimmered, casting elongated shadows that danced across the ground like phantoms from my past. My heart raced as I prepared to share my truth with Niylah and Liam. I could sense the tension that lingered in the air, the unspoken questions and the hazy remnants of doubt. It was time to shed my own skin, to remove the last pieces of the façade I had built to protect those I cared about most.We had all been through a crucible of conflict that had tested our bonds, but now we stood on the brink of revelation. As I gathered my thoughts, my gaze flickered to Niylah, her fierce determination a beacon of strength. I remembered all too vividly the moments when she had needed me most, how I had made it my mission to be her shield against the dark forces that threatened her.Would she understand how deep this deception ran? Would she see that my intentions had been guided by loyalty, even if my methods were misguided?"There's something you both need to know,"
Liam's POVThe night air felt heavy, charged with emotions still pulsating from the earlier confrontation. Sophia’s voice drifted through my consciousness like a haunting melody, testing the strings of loyalty and trust. She stood before Niylah and me, a woman who’d carried the weight of being our beta and yet had slipped in her duty to protect the very foundation she held dear.“But you think you can just... pull the wool over our eyes and pretend it’s for our own good?” The words were out before I had fully processed them. I felt a mix of anger and disbelief at her veiled intentions, but there was an underlying concern—what else lay hidden behind those secrets?“I thought I was doing what was best!” She cried, small and earnest, the vulnerability in her reflection stirring something inside me. “I know I’ve made mistakes; I laid a path of betrayal. But I wanted to shield you two from the turmoil happening outside our borders.”In that moment, I felt the weight of my initial fury shi
Niylah's POVThe wind howled through the trees, carrying the echoes of the fight we had just witnessed. Nothing felt right. As the moon painted the clearing in ethereal light, I could hardly believe the chaos that had descended upon us. Sophia's words swirled in my mind, but the anger within me felt justified. The betrayal was fresh; it still stung like an open wound.Why had she kept us in the dark? It was unfathomable. Trust was the foundation of our pack, and now those foundations seemed to be cracked and crumbling.“Betrayal,” I echoed Sophia’s words. “That’s what it feels like. You were meant to stand by us, to protect us. Instead, you chose to act secretly.”“Could you not see that it was for our safety?” She looked at me imploringly, and I could see the tremor in her hands as she spoke. Maybe I was too harsh; Sophia was our beta, and she wore that responsibility heavily. But that didn’t excuse her silence.“We’re all carrying our own burdens, Sophia,” Liam’s voice was steady, c