An omega, that's all I was, all I am, all I'll ever be. Turned Omega by my own dad. I don't dare call him "dad" anymore. I'd be beaten - by my whole pack. I don't plan on being their damn punching bag, I just have to wait; that's all I do. I'm just...
So now I'm stuck with no pack, know nothing about the surrounding territory, and I'm a "rogue", I'll never be a rogue. I've always been a lone wolf stuck in a pack. But I'm wounded, and probably will be dead by morning, due to my "best friends" not being there for me. My wolf appeared yet, I wonder why. See? Not even my wolf thinks I'm worth it. Or maybe I'm too weak. This is why my dad made me Omega; I wasn't worth anyone's time.
"My friend's left me to die, my pack hates me, my mate's going to reject me..." I just sat down, eyes glassy with unshed tears, and buried my face in between my knees. "I'm wolf less, for all I know, I could be a human, I never knew my mother, my dad turned me into an omega, my dad's an alpha..." I shivered. What'll happen now? Nothing. I'm going to die, and that's that. Might as well make myself comfortable on my death bed.
I lay down on the grass, and shut my eyes, leaning my chin on my arms. This was softer than my 'bed' in the basement. That's extremely sad. I wanted to be free. Now I realize - I just wanted to die free. I wanted to feel the forest once more before dying. I wanted to smell all the forest smells, hear the birds, before dying. I'm content with where I rest; someone from my pack, a rogue, or another pack will find me, and I'll probably be left here, maybe I'll be buried, but I'll be with the forest. I feel... connected to it, somehow. Like I need to be here, and it'll protect me. I fall into a nice sleep.
I woke up, feeling tired still. I realize I'm not in the forest. I'm in a moon lit valley. "Am I dead?" I try to say, I still can't speak. Even in death. That's just sad, to say the least.
"Hello," I hear a voice. Is this Lupus?
"I'm not lupus, Jancinda. I'm someone much weaker, but I have a heart. You will not die today, or tomorrow, or next week, or even next year. You still have a life to live; I'm Lupus's mate, by the way. Even the wolf god has a mate. You have one too."
Can she read my mind?
"No, but I can tell what you're thinking, now, don't worry about those friend's of yours. They're safe in a pack, north of where you're sleeping. You're just outside their territory, and if you go there, you'll be safe. But, you want to be free, don't you?" I nod.
"Well, then it's your choice to choose freedom over safety, Jancinda, but choose wisely." Okay. I wonder what her name is...
"My name is Alana." Okay she definitely is reading my mind.
"Good-bye, Jancinda." and suddenly, I was sent back into the forest. I shot up, but I felt different.
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"What just happened?" I gasped, "that was so weird,"
So which am I choosing? Freedom or 'safety'? For all I know, I'd be thrown right back into the fray of depression, beatings, and work. I can't go back to that; I can't! I'm already too weak. If I'm dying, I'm dying free. No doubt; so, I'm staying free. I might be trapped in this forest, eaten by rogues, attacked by wild creatures, but, I'll be happy. I lay my head down on my arms again. But I feel weird.
