All Chapters of The Omegas Stand : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

    I smile and hum as I wipe off the sink in the girl's restroom on the second level in the packhouse.   This is my favorite part of the day. Most of the other pack members are at home, and the communal house we all come and go from is mostly empty besides the Alpha family. It's rather peaceful to be in an almost empty house, and it makes getting my chores done extremely easy.    I finish with the restroom and pick up my blue cleaning bucket. I give myself a quick smile in the mirror before leaving. I need the extra oomph today since the anniversary of my mother's death is tomorrow.   Generally, I am a very happy person, but my mother's death always gets me down, and for a good reason. Her death is partially my fault and a day I will never forget...I mean, how can I? The anniversary of her death is the same day as my birthday.   Tomorrow I turn eighteen, a day that every teenage wolf

  CHLOE POV     I take a deep breath as I make my way into the ballroom housing Logan's celebration. I am so nervous my palms have begun to sweat.  This is the first time all day I have been around other people. And while the chance of finding my mate amongst all the mateless females showing up for Logan is low, it is still possible.  I mean, we have male workers from the pack hanging around trying to catch females' eyes too. And I know a few males are over eighteen in our pack. They are waiting to go to Outcast, so they are definitely around here in hopes of saving themselves a trip. Maybe just maybe, one of them is mine.  I have had crushes throughout the years within our pack. I have even prayed to the Goddess a time or two on who I wanted to be my mate.   As I try to boost my hopes I will find my mate,

PLEASE LEAVE REVIEWS IT HELPS MY STORIES!!! I NEED TO KNOW WHERE I CAN IMPROVE OR WHAT I AM DOING RIGHT. THANK YOULOGAN POV"You should focus more while training and do less talking," Mom snaps as she tosses me a small towel to wipe my face with."Mom...I can train and bond with my Beta at the same time. He is my second. The guy I need to be able to trust completely," I explain, sounding just as annoyed as she did.She rolls her eyes and plops down in my office chair that she has unofficially claimed as her own, which gets to me sometimes considering how vital this small space is to me.When I came back from Alpha training, my dad had this office set up for me over the gym. He said it would be a great starting point for me and would help teach me how to organize an office. I had been in shock at how happy he seemed to give it to me. He rarely smiles and talks about me being the future Alpha. It's was also one of the few times he ever hugged me. Now my mom uses it to hold all our priva

CHLOE POV   I sniffle as my tears fall down my face. I look up at the sky to try and pinpoint what time it is because my phone died hours ago, but clouds block my line of sight.  I wish I could ride the train to Outcast, but I can't. Since I shift tonight for the first time, I can't be on the train with others. Only after I shift can I ride the train. Which means tomorrow I can hitch a ride. But by then, I will probably be in the next pack over. Which that's okay as long as I don't leave the train station.   I wipe my cheeks for the thousandth time and sign.  "This is as good a spot as any," I mutter as I decide to stop for the night.    I move away from the train tracks I have been following for miles and sit down against a big tree.  I take a deep breath and lean my head back. I need to relax before my s

CHLOE POV   "The train to Outcast arrives at 9 AM," the wolf behind the glass says as she gives me a small, understanding smile.  Her eyes sweep over my appearance discreetly, and I realize I must look like every other rejected wolf that passes through this station. I definitely smell like a depressed mess.   "Thank you, is there a place I can clean up," I ask quietly, and she nods.   "The bathrooms each have a shower. The door is locked for safety reasons, but let me get the key for you," she explains before slowly standing up.   As she stands, her protruding stomach becomes visible, and I smile at the apparent pregnancy belly.   "Congratulations," I say as she opens a draw a few feet behind her desk.   "Thank you. This will be my third. I am almost done; six more wee