Hello people! I decided to publish this after having it in my drafts forever, I finally find that it's at a place where I want it to be, so I hope you enjoy.....
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'But if it's meant to be... it'll be.'
'Angel... Angel... You'll make it my dear, you'll get through this, now wake up Angel, wake up...'
and so I wake.
I'm Angel. Yes, thats my name. No, i'm not angelic in anyway.
What's with me?
I'm an omega. The worst, scum. At least thats what they say.
It's 4 in the morning. The bruises on my arms and the dried blood on my thighs reminds of the horrors I faced yesterday... Again. I'm the packs rag-doll. My parents, they left a long time ago and they dumped me here. In the Darkblood pack. I'm 18 with no wolf, i'm a disgrace.
Before Alpha Drake took over the pack's head position. It was Alpha Romero. He was an amazing Alpha, strong and led the pack with justice. He left me too, just like everyone did. Once he did it was chaos. Then Drake took over and is currently running the pack. Monster. The pack rapidly declined from a once happy pack to that of a demolished pack. The class system was scrutinised and if you weren't in the top classes, you weren't considered worthy enough to be acknowledged by the alpha. He has ruined the future of our pack. Alongside ruining my pride.
I get up and shower. I scrub myself until all the blood in my skin rises to the surface. Its just like they say, scrubbing sins of my past. A life I dont think anyone should deserve, let alone me. I shower until my skin is raw and red. The bruises are an ugly purple and look puckered. The blood shot in the whites deeply contrasts the ice in my eyes. I'm barely living. Hanging onto my sanity by a thread. I brush my teeth and look into the cracked mirror.
My skin is sallow and pale. My platinum blonde hair, almost stark white is getting too long to handle. Some may have called me beautiful once. Some called me ethereal. Now I am a shell of the being who used to reside in my body.
I get dressed and leave the basement.
Upstairs, it's silent. Thank goddess. I quickly start making breakfast for those in the pack house and lay everything out for the members in the dining hall. As I get back in the kitchen, I see Kayden walk down. Kayden is the packs third best warrior. Since, she the was the former alphas niece and the alphas soon to be daughter-in-law, she actually gets treated with respect and honour. Something i'll never have.
Currently she looks me up and down in disgust and comes over cautiously, like i'm a wild animal that might bite her head off.
''Get me my food. Now.'' Before she leaves looks at me and glares before going to sit next to the new alpha's son, Zack (her fiance) . My eyes twitch as I see him. Demon. It's barely seven and all pack warriors slowly start trickling into the hall ready to eat. I bring the food out with the help of the other omegas.
''What's this?'' Kayden grabs onto the dish lids and slowly inspects all the food. ''ZACKY, I CAN'T EAT THIS, I'M ON A DIET.'' Her loud voice squeaks through my eras and makes me cringe a little. She leans on Zack and latches onto his arm. Leech. Zack looks up from his plate and looks towards her.
''What should I do about that?'' His voice is deep and deathly. The blood drains from Kayden's face as she lets go of his bicep.
''T-tell it to make me something else.'' She stutters as I look up from under my lashes at her. I would love to tie her up in silver and leave her at the bottom of the underworld.
Kayden looks at her and nods slightly. Without breaking his eye contact with her he orders ''Make her something else Angel.'' The smirk that paints her face makes me sick.
''You heard what he said, now shoo!'' I scramble to leave as he breaks eye contact with her and looks at me. Okay now i'm going to be sick. I resent him.
Back in the kitchen, I dry heave over the sink for a couple minutes before washing my hands and making her salad. That should suffice for her. I come out and give her the dish.
''Much better.'' She exclaims before dismissing me and turning to Zack. I make my way to the unlit corner of the room and return to the shadows unnoticed.
I watch as the rest of the pack start filling up their seats and the alpha comes down. A spine chilling shiver runs through my body and I try and conceal myself some more. If there is anything more demonic than Satan himself... its Alpha Drake.
''Silence everyone. I have an important announcement.''
''Alpha King Hephaestus is paying the pack a visit in search of his bride, since he is now the prime age 29. Therefore the pack will be throwing a ball for all the unmated wolves and the king .''
Alpha Hephaestus. His gold eyes tell everyone that he is royalty. The flecks of red show the blood he's spilt. He is a cold and cruel murderer, he uses fear and reeks terror everywhere. That's why the oracles came together and appointed him king. He is meant to control the werewolf beings and lead them to a success against all the other species.
The sudden sound of excitement for the kings visit spreads through the entire pack house. I watch as the women fawn over the kings triumphs. I see the dreamy look in their eyes. The loud chattering, discussing their dress options and trading parlour information. The men, discussing his body counts and super human strength. Meanwhile the Alpha finishes his food and calls upon all Omegas to his office. I stand frozen before the other two omegas in the pack house grab me and we make make our way to the left wing of the pack house.
The alpha stands at his desk as I bow to him alongside the other two omegas. Sadly the other omegas are boys. So I don't even have another woman to fall to in our class.
''Seeing as you are all here, I would like to give you three the special task of serving at the ball. This means that you three will be working alongside the catering staff in order to serve the pack.'' Then I froze at his next words.
''Henry and Cody, you can leave.''
No, no please. My eyes flicker shut and I silently pray to the gods he doesn't try anything today. As I look at them leave a solemn tear trickles down my face.
''Now, now darling, you know the drill, take it all off.'' He comes and shadows over my frame. The waterworks start. Panic fills my chest and I start breaking out in full sobs.
''P-please.'' I whimper as I take a step back and put my hands out to protect myself.
''Wrong choice.'' His expression clouds with lust and he smiles a wolfish grin.
I turn to run but he grabs me by my hair and rips off my clothes. I try so hard to struggle against his hold but he grips both my hands behind my back and bends me over his desk. I stay silent and let the tears run...
HEPHAESTUS
The eyes are so cold. So icy, yet I can't resist falling into them. Again and again. The eyes seem so worldly. Yet they hold solemness that I want to fix.
My wolf, Adly breaks the dream as he whispers the one word I yearn to have.
mate.
A/N - okay so I'm not good at keeping up with these notes so there's probably not going to be alot of them, but, I know that this book will go very fast at certain points so I'll try to slow down the plot but for now, I hope you guys enjoyed it
p.s - I'm trying out dual perspectives in each chapter, tell me if you like this or would prefer just one!
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Angelic
WerewolfFrom the moment I saw her, I knew. She was mine. So why was it that we couldn't be together?Angel...Her eyes haunt me in my dreams. She was different. I'll have her. I'll ruin her. I'll kill her.