The Omega's bully (sassy omega series)

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warmth. I awaken with a clear sense of purpose, feeling the excitement of a new day pul

shirt flex, the tailored trousers emphasizing my physique. Aware of the impact m

htful combination of bacon, eggs, pancakes, and syrup. My siblings are al

al media. Isla shoots me a disdainful look from across the table, her lips curled

th a nod as I grab an apple, ig

hostility is evident as she pointedly looks away. Rowan, always cau

s and childish behavior. With a nonchalant wave, I

me, a break from the chaos at home and the demands of family. With a smooth shift of

just waiting to be explored. The wind whipping through my hair and the

e with energy. The sound of students talking and laughing fill

kin as I walk towards the entrance. People turn their heads and whi

eir smiles reflecting their excitement. James, always ch

greets me with a wink. "Re

my responsibilities settle comfortably on my

ty, joins the conversation with a mischievous smirk. "Have you heard abo

filled with celebration and enjoyment. "Sounds like a blast. C

hanges subtly. Heads turn, whispers follow us, and the weaker students shrink back in fear. W

e sees a smaller boy nervously walkin

with malice. "It doesn't matter. He cou

as we approach our target. The boy's eyes widen in fear as

" he stutters, his v

ar. "Just a little reminder of who's in charg

loor. We exchange smirks and nods of satisfaction as we walk aw

of the corner of my eye, a flash of white hair an

her attempts to avoid me, I know she can't hide forever. And when I final

ent of the chase running through my veins. High school may be a battlefield

re. We navigate through the bustling hallways, filled with the sound of conversations and the shufflin

restroom. Her eyes widen with fear as she catches sight of me. Without he

nd threatening as I trap her against the wall. She trembles un

ease go away," she pleads

delicacy. "Oh, I don't think so, sweeth

sing her against the cold, unyielding concrete. She struggles be

have to tell you," I growl, my voice dripping

rashing to the ground, her books scattering in all directions. My f

of satisfaction washes over me. She may try to resist, but in the

e like a haunting melody, a constant reminder of the power I

r any trace of Aurora. However, she is nowhere to be seen. I clench my teeth in frustrati

lingers within me. Ten minutes pass, yet there is still no sign of her. I gr

d glances, but I dismissively wave them off

acher attempts to halt my progress, but I shoot him a menacing glare, my eyes burni

down her face as she tightly holds a broken glass locket. A pang of guilt hits me,

ing here?" I ask sharp

scared. She wipes her tears, trying to c

she whispers, barely aud

ook. "Well, pick it up quic

I-I just needed a moment alone, okay?" she stutters, he

ut I push it away. I can'

e," I mutter, grabbing

he gathers the broken pieces and leaves the

nflicting emotions, guilt, anger, and something else I ca

students, I try to block out the chaos and co

, I can pick out Aurora's scent, a delicate blend of gardenia and vanilla that sets my wolf on ed

lowering her eyes, a submissive gesture that only serves to stoke the fire burning within me. I

t as much distance between us as possible. The last thin

ntoxicating scent wafting from Aurora's direction. But it's no use. Every breath I

ns against its leash. I growl low in my throat, a warning to both myself and to Aurora,

tidal wave, I can feel the beast within me stirring, hungry and restless.

lenched in frustration. I can't concentrate with her sitting so close

the words barely audible over th

ng in surprise. But before she can respond, I cut h

I command, my voice d

d the empty seat beside her. But then, with a resigned sigh, she gathers

tisfaction wash over me. It's a small victory, but it'

room, determined to focus on the lesson at hand. But beneath the surface, I can still fee

hake the feeling that this is only th