Rejected by the Alpha, Loved by the Beta Twins

ering into her like physical blows, before she tur

t moved silently over the soft, mossy floor, but inside her heart thundered with the pain of abandonment. The forest, usually a place of solace and whispered secrets, now

otsteps approaching. She froze, her wolf instincts urging her to be cautious.

urprise. For a moment, time seemed suspended as they stared at one another, the brothers' expressions a canvas of shock. These woods w

ce, the dirt smudging her once pristine gown, and the desolation etched into her delicate features. Samba, taller and more muscular, remained silent behi

sion, and Pamela couldn't help but wonder what twist o

re measured, the caution in his approach palpable as he navigated the uneven forest floor. Samba mi

g solace in its warmth. He extended his hand, palm upturned, fingers unfurling like fronds reaching for sunlight. The smile th

had been extinguished by the Alpha's harsh rejection. "Get out of here and never come back," the monarch had s

s no trace of that anger or disdain, only the genuine concern etched

mory of that dismissal. Tom's outstretched hand hovered in the space between them, the leaf-filtered sunlight casting dappled shad

e touch was light, a whisper of connection that sparked a flicker of warmth in the cold hollow of her chest. His grip was gentle yet firm, grounding her swirling e

sed over his features. His eyes narrowed incrementally, the subtle change a testament to the restraint he exercised. The brotherly bond he shared with Tom was strong, but this... this was somethi

to this delicate dance of emotions. He took a step closer, his presence an unspoken pro

d silence that had settled among the trio, "Pamela," he began, his tone low and imbued with an emotion that caused her heart to stutter

ked onto hers, fierce and unyielding, a challenge and a plea entwined w

crossfire of Tom's comforting presence and Samba's raw intensity, she found herself adrift in a sea of tumu

exuded as Gamma. She understood then, the gravity of his admission, the weight it placed upon her already burdened shoulde

he saw reflections of herself-an outcast Omega caught between two worlds, two brothers. The choice before her was not

he rope in a tug of war I never wished to play." Her heart ached with the knowledge that no mat

ow nothing but a discarded pawn in the A

orest, each step taking her further from the palace and deeper into the realm of uncertainty. He

ce was a stark contrast to the surrounding wilderness; Lola's beauty was luminous even under the dim light filtering through the canopy, yet her fea

t, accusatory and sharp like a knife. There was no mistaking the venom in her tone, nor the imp

her movements graceful but predatory. "You think batting those pretty eyes of yours

a's conviction. Lola had always been protective of Tom and Samba, and now, her suspicion and bitterness were aimed s

"I've done nothing," she whispered, but the tremor in her voice betrayed her. Tears brimmed in her eyes, sparkling like dewdrops in t

tions and questions. The forest itself seemed to hold its breath, awaiti

as he registered the depth of pain in her eyes. Yet, even he hesitated, uncertainty clouding his features. H

long harbored for Pamela. His jaw clenched, eyes narrowing as he weighed his sister's harsh indi

is voice firm yet tinged with a plea

flashing dangerously. "Open your eyes

ied the weight of her wounded spirit. "You think I want this? To b

ide her. The standoff stretched out, a silent war of wills and hearts, none wi

ature itself mourned the complexity of human emotions. The moment lingered, fraught with the potential for both rec

was now nothing more than a discarded p

t clearing, memories clawing at her like thorns. The tension between Tom and Samba, woven w

barely audible over the pounding of her heart. But her plea seeme

om Pamela to Lola and back again. Samba's stance was rigid, the muscles in his arms taut

hed like stone, the setting sun casting long sha

aying, threads pulling apart one by one as the silence stretched on. A lone tea

r voice breaking. "To stand here, divi

gainst the other. Love, loyalty, suspicion-each emotion a powerful force

uldn't decipher, and the chill of the encroaching darkness seeped into her bones. She wrapped her arms

t. Her heart ached for connection, for the warmth of belonging she had once known within the pa

her steps faltering as she moved deeper into the forest. The moon rose overhead,

, Pamela realized she was walking away not only from the palace she'd been ban