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
The sound of Ivory screaming cut through the dumbfounded silence in the assembly hall; everybody froze, awaiting what was happening. After some seconds, all we could hear was just a loud thud, followed by silence again.The crowd erupted in whispers and murmurs as curiosity turned to concern."Is she hurt?" someone in the crowd muttered.I scanned the room, my eyes locking with Liam's, and for just a moment, I saw the tempest roil in those depths. Of everything I'd let slip, it seemed the bottom had fallen out of his world, but deep inside, I knew he needed answers. Answers only I could give him.I took a deep breath, steadying myself, nodding toward the door. "Liam, can we talk? Alone?"He hesitated but then gave a slight nod, following me from the Assembly Hall as the crowd remained too preoccupied with whatever commotion Ivory had caused.We stepped into an empty corridor and I turned to face him, nerves buzzing under my skin. He stared back at me, his face a mixture of hope and hu