Author POV:-This didn't make sense.Jonathan despised Omega. He was born and bred into a world which not only tolerated, but endorsed, such a secular way of thinking. Alphas are superior beings who born to rule, whose only ambition is to maintain peace between family and. They are best among them in the name of the greater good, of restoring order, of duty. Is it not just instinct, a natural dislike formed from prejudices bound by blood, to hate Omegas? His mother always taught him how some Omegas are so neddy that they can do anything for having rich Alpha.Family, loyalty-that's all Jonathan knew. All he was taught. Blood, blood was the strongest tie, not love. Certainly not passion. Emotion meant nothing. The only thing that mattered was honor. Respect. Dignity. He had to uphold his family's reputation, their integrity; he had to make his mother proud, and he could only do that by becoming the one thing that ensured a life of animosity and cruelty and indifference towards those wh
Author POV:-She shouldn't be here.It was as simple as that. Not an overwhelming urge to run. Not a desperate desire to melt into the floor or retreat into a dark corner. Not fear or shame. Just basic instinct. And Trisha had always trusted her gut- it was the reason she was a good person. Brandon, Alvin, Keven – they all followed their hearts (and, in some cases, debatably their hormones). Emotions often led them ashtray, clouded their judgement, closed them off to reality. To them, Trisha was cold, distant. She followed the rules. She had committed herself to her Alpha and his family from her first heat, and since had not once faltered. Honour. Loyalty. Respect. All were important to her, each a different facet of her identity. When it came to her Omega dutity, Trisha did not waver. But her decisions weren't made solely based on her values: no, much to everyone's probable surprise, Trisha acted on more than just her husband's wife rather than a person all these years. When she sens
Author POV:-"Come here," Jonathan tugged on her hand, "I want to show you something."They climbed to the roof, which overlooked the entirety of downtown City. The view was absolutely incredible; she'd never seen anything quite like it. The buildings lit up with colourful fireworks. From the streets below, Trisha could hear people cheering, laughing."Now this," Jonathan held out her palm, and a few, small wave of scent comong from his skin. "This is how I've felt in the past, about the others I've been with over my many times." Then, he gestured to the cloudless night sky, full of life, and colour, and beauty. Sparks reflected in the mirrored windows, in the crystal fountains, in the stars. "And this, this is how I feel about you, Trisha. This is how you make me feel."So don't worry. I choose you. I want to be with you.Trisha awoke with a start, breathing heavily. She'd been dreaming about Jonathan again."You're awake."That voice wasn't lost on her. Only it wasn't in a dream, it
Author POV:-One Month Later:-Jonathan lies on his back staring up at the ceiling, the breaths beside him not comforting him in the way they once could.Jonathan turns to look at the dark haired woman beside him, eyes closed to cover her dull blue eyes.There's scruff covering her face- Jonathan used to love that on Trisha.He sighs faintly, turning his head back to the ceiling, adjusting the sheets against his naked chest.He misses the way things used to be- the things he'd used to love more than anything about his omega."Jonathan?" She asks from beside him faintly, "Do you ever miss it?""Miss what?" Jonathan asks, voice quiet and hoarse, though he knows full and well."You know exactly what I'm talking about," She says, voice sounding hurt."I'm afraid I don't," The word tastes like poison on his tongue."Do you ever miss her?" The Omega voice is barely a whisper and she's now peaking over at Jonathan with blue eyes.Those eyes weren't her eyes, those lips would never be the sof
Author POV:-{one week later}Jonathan still had yet to call Trisha back. He wanted to, badly. He wanted to call Trisha back more than anything. Especially tonight.Tonight marked when Trisha and Jonathan would have been mate with eachother 2 years ago. If Jonathan hadn't royally screwed it up. Of course, it wasn't completely his fault, but he wasn't innocent either.Jonathan resolve was wearing thin, and it didn't help that he was wallowing in his sadness. So, instead of being the smart, reasonable person he was, he downed the rest of his drink and picked his phone up to make a call.He heard the telltale sign of the answering machine, and had to wonder if Trisha was safe at the time."Hello, Trisha. I hope you're doing alright. I shouldn't be calling. I really really shouldn't. But I miss you. I miss you more than I should be missing you considering as I was the one who walked away. Or maybe I just miss you more than I want to. I hope you don't hate me, but I understand if you do. I
Author POV:-The days went while watching TV instead of being at work, which means others have put her on babysitting Trisha. Sara scoffs to herself and shakes her head to walk to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. For the first time in a long while, her throat feels dry. Sara sits up when she notices Trisha switches the TV off."How are you feeling?" She asks."I'm fine Sara. You didn't have to skip work for me.""I know. I just...""You what?" Trisha snaps and immediately regrets it. She is irritable nowadays but none of it is Sara fault."Sorry Sara...I'm not..." Her throat closes up with thirst and she finally brings the glass of water to her lips, gulping it down. "I'm just worried. Others are too. You've been like this ever since you arrived and I feel so helpless and angry and I want to sucker punch that son of a bitch." Sara voice thickens and jaw clenches at the same time. Trisha gives her a weak smile. "It's not his fault.""Whose fault is it then that you are like thi
Author POV:-She hoped Alpha can help her during the heat. It's her first heat after two years. Monika told her it was probably because of her mental health and stress that it delayed a little. And Trisha was convinced.It wasn't the first time she experienced these cramps anyways.It's been like this for almost a week where she would get the same symptoms she used to get when she was pregnant with her dead pup.Nausea, morning sickness, fatigue, lightheadedness....But there was no way she was pregnant...No fool would think that, because it was obvious why...So she know she was in pre-heat.And if her assumptions are in fact correct than today, she should be in heat.Trisha went to the bathroom to take a warm bath hoping the pain would decrease a little.She wished her heat would start soon, so it could end quickly and less suffering on her part. She wanted it to end so she can be strong and in shape. She don't seem like a weak Omega now. She didn't want to worry about her friends.
Author POV:-Today Jonathan didn't feel like going out at all, he just wanted to lay down and relax. But it was still too early to sleep so he sat on the couch watching random TV news.They avoided each other and didn't bother even looking at one another.It's just that, after all those times where they barely spoke, it made things awkward and he wouldn't know what to say to her. He didn't wanna deal with that.He'll just watch some TV and then go to bed.Suddenly the door of the bathroom from upstairs slammed shut and then another door opened and closed again making him jump a little.What happened?He thought Trisha was asleep already..He got up to see what was up.Once he opened the door, he saw Trisha laying down in bed, texting on her phone while sniffling softly. But quickly wiped her face when Jonathan opened the door.The alpha stepped quietly inside and shut the door."Are you crying?" He said after a little while of watching her type away on her phone.When he was ignored,