The Alpha's redemption

The whole pack was on edge. The counsel of Alphas was coming. One of them was the Alpha of Alphas, our King. He still hasn’t found his mate. He is one of the eldest unmated werewolves alive. The alpha’s daughter of our pack hopes she is his mate. Her name is Estelle. She is the most beautiful and stunning person here. If only she would have a nicer character. What a raving bitch. But you can't have it all, I guess. I and some other orphan Omegas are supposed to help out with the Alphas when they arrive, to be their personal assistant, they said. Well, trust me, they mean slaves. The town never looked this clean and perfect before, but behind all this glamour is only darkness. If you are highborn, you are good, and nobody can touch you. Omegas still okay, but if you are an orphan and omega. Well, you’re only a burden to them. You get the shittiest jobs, and they use you as a doormat. I turn eighteen in two days, and then I’m gone. No idea where I will go, but I’m not staying here. “L

The headmistress walked in, “come on Jamie, time to go” she said while pointing to the doorway.   “But he said I needed to wait here” I responded, not moving an inch.   The head mistress looked annoyed and walked towards me, she gripped my arm and lifted my op on my feet, “move you little brat” she said while pushing me in front of her.   I walked out of the room. Waiting for her to follow. She walked down the stairs and I followed. We walked towards the basement. Great, I have to sleep in the basement. She opened the basement door, “you can sleep down there with the rest. There are some new clothes for tomorrow.”   I nodded and walked downstairs. Everyone was already there. I saw Liza and ran over to her.   She hugged me tightly, “how was your day?” she asked.   “Weird but fine and yours?” I replied.   “I needed to clean like everything,

When I woke up, Ares was still asleep next to me. I felt my wolf stirring in my mind. I tried to reach her. This was the day I could find my mate. I never thought about it before, “stupid Carson,” I mumbled under my breath. I know the stories, how you recognize your mate instantly. I looked over at Ares hoping everything would fall into place, but nothing happened. I sighed in disappointment. With how he acted, I hoped I was his mate. I quietly got out of bed and got dressed. Maybe Carson is my mate, but then again. Why would Ares be like this? Why would he claim me as his own if I’m not his mate? I gave Ares one last look before I left his bedroom, hoping again for some sort of mate bond. I walked downstairs towards Carson’s bedroom. But was stopped by the head mistress. A small growl left my lips when she grabbed my arm. I saw I startled her with my growl. “Don’t you have that tone with me, missy,” she said disapproving, but with a hint of fear in her voice. Something I have neve

I walked towards the edge of the forest behind the orphanage. I looked around, making sure I was alone before taking off my clothes. I was waiting for Rhys to take over, I was completely naked and nothing happened. ‘What are you waiting for,’ I said, annoyed at Rhys. I could hear her laugh before I could feel my bones breaking. I fell to the ground. I know the stories of the first shift. The pain you have to go through. I screamed out. My bones started to realign. My body covering in fur. My breathing was heavy, and my sight started to change. My hands were replaced by paws. The ground felt different. Everything felt different. It felt empowering being in this form. My fur had a gold shimmer running through it. I started running through the forest. I never felt freer than at that moment. The wind brushed through my fur. I had never been this far out before. I could hear water running. I tried following the sound. I gasped at the sight of this beautiful waterfall. I heard something

I saw Carson running toward us, gripping Ares’s. I tried pushing Ares off me. Squirming underneath him. I felt his canines piercing my skin. The tingling sensation became stronger, running through my body like a fire that had awoken. When his canines pierced through my bone I felt my body go numb and weak. I saw Carson stepping back, while a tear ran down his cheek. Ares took my choice away. It was my decision, not his to make. Ares retrieved his canines and sealed the marking with his tongue, instantly healing it. He slowly moved off me. I knew he could feel my anger towards him. “I'm sorry, I had to do it,” he mumbled with regret. I pushed myself up, walking towards Ares and slapping him full in his face. “How could you? It was my choice. You knew what I wanted,” I said, trying to control my anger. A small growl left his lips, “I won’t share, you know that. You’re mine, only mine.” “I’m not yours, this mark doesn’t make you own me. It means nothing when it’s not done out of lov