Fate of the Omega
iar voice croaked
nce. She struggled to break free from the cage her mind had put on her limbs. She couldn't move, she couldn't even blink as she watched the woman let out her final breath. Her arms grew sti
each the woman. She knew nothing about her, but the urge to
r face. "Please," she begged like al
e deep male voice cri
he man approached. His hands shook as he picked
ing from its very foundation. And then his grey eyes met hers
ed to ask; she wanted to
he grabbed her shoulders. "Run as fas
n't want to. Not until s
managed to break her out of the comatose state
ction in mind. The pebbles and branches pierced painfully at her feet. Her heart ached in her chest but she did not attempt to stop, not that she could if she wanted to. As the sens
her hand on her chest, Ruby took slow breaths to steady her thundering heart. Ruby pondered as she struggled to remember the details of her drea
, or instead episodes as her father called them. Panic surg
her feet, Ruby stood by the side of her bed with her head bowed. On cue,
ding with the side of her face sent her to the floor. Everything ached,
ice rang in her ears as she struggled
er drawing blood. Everything ached; her face from the slap, her ribs which she knew would be bruised a
eyes remained peeled on the door, as new sets of feet entered the room. Before Ruby could stop
waking us all up?" Ruby winced and reached
for the next blow. But the
uby sighed in relief and scooted furth
my daughter, I can't have you screaming and waking the whole pack," Father began as he stormed towards the door. "Get ready and get
dgar slammed the door shut and padde
sound startled Ruby, but she soon recovered when she lifted her eyes and saw Op
a vial from her nightwear pocket before drawing out its contents with a syringe. Ophelia was beautiful and she knew it. Her shiny blond hair was in a sleeping braid, and her blu
ys scoffed at the remark. It was clear as day that they were different, too different, but she never ar
and wasted no time in jabbing the needle into her thigh. "I don't know wh
the needle, making Ophelia smi
hen started for the door. "Get started
t out the breath she had been hol
eg
e was reminded of what she was; a freak, something to be spat upon and ridiculed. But despite it all, she couldn't bring herself to hate her father. Being one of the alpha's counsel
Entering the small bathroom adjacent to her room, she stared at her reflection through the mirror. Her lips were busted in multiple places, and her cheek still had a handpri
by whispered while gathe
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nds for wolves. Brown and red-bricked houses stood side to side and the road buzzed with life as cars and people made their way through them. Ruby kept her head as she
and lamps and right in front of the pac
rawny and her eyes were lifeless as she stared back at Ruby when she noticed her looking. Betty was the daughter of a high-ranked member but
ch i
her before storming off. She mentally scolded herself for her carelessness before entering the house. The
the
t. She looked to be in her late thirties, with her chestnut hair secured tightly
herself, and t
the woman asked sternly.
ne from the h
to be done. The Alpha is returning after six mon
. It marked the birth of the Redmoon pack and the beginning of the Alpha's re
ed having an omega for a daughter had never been heard of. Ruby turned briefly to find Betty lifting a pile of plates that would be use
llowed the woman as s
is out of place, so don'
derst
of the house. It was made of pine and an
sure it's spotless," the woman
and a sheer off-white curtain and beside it was a lamp which casted a soft yellow light to the room. Among everything in the room, one thing stood out. The air held an aroma that tickled Ruby's nostrils every time she breathe
seemed stronger there and all she wanted to do was bask in it. Like the door, the closet door had the same wolf engraving. Her hands reached up as
on. Turning to the door, Ophelia stood with her arms crossed and
rantically. "No, I wa
" Ruby remained silent as Ophelia giggled. "Mi
stop her, Ophelia slammed
me out," Ruby yelled
l, she didn't touch anything she wasn't suppo
scent she had picked up a while ago. The closer the person approached, the stronger the scent became. It wa
open. Instead of the vile smirking face of Ophelia, Ruby
ispered with his e
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