Aurora’s POV "You are weak… You are useless… You don’t deserve it…" Those voices kept spiraling inside my head constantly; I was never able to free myself from them. 28 years ago, my mother left our small town, returning 3 years later, burdened with pregnancy. After she gave me a birth, my mother lingered for four more years before mysteriously vanishing. Thus, my life was spent under my grandmother's care, my father's identity remaining a mystery and a source of disgrace to all. I was designated as the omega by the community, even though my grandmother and mother were once Betas. I endured a childhood marred by relentless bullying and numerous tears. My peers targeted me for being an omega and for my lack of parents, some cruelly saying my mother was a bitch, selling herself and causing an unwanted pregnancy, bringing shame to the family. Growing up, I was steeped in timidity, lacking the courage to assert myself and always fearing the people around me. "You can't walk in front

Aurora's POVAfter breakfast, a maid guided me through the expansive palace to the royal study hall. We traversed a long, lofty corridor adorned with an array of paintings, their rich colors vivid against the walls and ceiling. She pushed open a massive, three-meter-high wooden door."Please enter, Mademoiselle," she said, gesturing inside.The Royal Study Hall was an impressive chamber, steeped in history. It was designed in the style of an amphitheater, with ample space to seat fifty individuals. Rows of chairs ascended in tiers, providing an unobstructed view of the front. An elderly woman, adorned in a gown reminiscent of a bygone era, oversaw the proceedings. Four young women, who appeared to be around my age, were seated nearby."Well, Miss Aurora," the old woman began, her voice stern and unyielding, "you are a week late. Please take your seat, and you can learn alongside your peers."By habit, I tried to find the seat that will cause the less attraction to others."Since we ha

In my life, I had always restrained myself, no matter how angry I was. I staunchly believed that inflicting pain on others was an unforgivable act. Yet, in a moment that felt both eternal and fleeting, I found myself betraying my own principles. For the first time, I plunged a short, 20 cm military knife into Scarlet's abdomen. The blade slid effortlessly, fully embedding itself, as blood began to seep, staining her naked skin and the white bed sheet beneath.Her screaming pain was blocked by a mouth gag, and her both hands and feet are chained to the bed. The sight was ghastly. Blood trickled down, warm and startlingly red, creating a stark contrast against her pale skin."If you slice it to the side, following the knife's sharp edge, it will open a big wound, like when Japanese people perform hara-kiri, and her stomach organ will spill out. If you twist your knife like a knob, she will get a nasty wound that will be hard to heal. So, what's your choice?" The sound was ringing in my

Nadine glanced at her watch once more, her eyes reflecting a glint of determination, before rising from her seat. "Come on," she said, her voice steady but urgent. "We need to rehearse. It's crucial you remain calm when the attack begins because it will be total chaos, like hell in broken. Follow me, it won't take long. Should we get separated, you'll know exactly where to run."Internally, I battled my desire to escape. 'I can't stand this place any longer. It's suffocating. I need to get out,' I thought.I trailed behind Nadine, who navigated the dimly lit hallway with a practiced ease, her silhouette framed against the dark night sky visible through the windows. We twisted and turned, then descended a narrow staircase."As we approach the corner of the hall, note the two guards stationed there," Nadine instructed, her voice low and conspiratorial. "At the opportune moment, one will leave for the restroom. The other will be distracted by his lover—a maid—enticing him with a long, im

As I watched Lucas stride towards Nathan, a whirlwind of thoughts engulfed me. 'Are they really going to shoot each other over this? This is absurd. I haven't even given my heart to either of them. Is this fight truly about me, or just their inflated egos?'‘Oh, dear True Source, what must I do? I asked for just one, yet you give me... more than one. I am grateful but also confused in choosing the best. Oh... is it because of my greed to love all of them or want to be loved by all of them?’In a panic, I flung open the passenger-side door, desperate to intervene. However, before I could even step out, another car sped by, colliding with the open car door. A thunderous collision rang out, and then an abrupt stop as the screeching of tires on the asphalt echoed through the air.The impact was so powerful that the door was torn off and flew towards Nathan and Lucas with a loud noise, and the car's door skidded to Lucas's foot. I sighed, realizing that everything was spiraling out of cont