Chapter 2

• Maya’s POV
• The door opened and his sister came in. Between Melissa and Jason, I don’t know who is worse. Melissa was more brutal when it came to making Omegas suffer and she was the one always coming up with the games in the Omega’s games.
• I wonder how a sociopath like her would get mated to someone because she never runs out of ideas on how to make people suffer to death.
• I’m not the only one that hates her though, Jason hates her too. I mean knowing that she’s likely to overthrow him because she was stronger and she made perfect pack decisions.
• If I had a sister who’s likely to overthrow me, I won’t be a fan of her too.
• “It’s time for your spirit training and your father is waiting with the master. If I were you, I wouldn’t keep them waiting. The Omega can wait till morning.” She said before turning on her heels swiftly and she made sure to bang the door extra hard
• I flinched where I was kneeling. He pretended as if she didn’t just come to tell him that his father was waiting for him in the training hall.
• They always scheduled the training for the night because of people finding out that their future Alpha is a weak one. He muttered some things under his breath before his eyes landed on me and he approached me with fury. He was going to take out the anger he felt for Melissa on me.
• “You heard me bitch” He screamed in my face, and what followed was a slap that made my neck shift sideways. He continued hitting me before he started pulling me towards the wall; I knew he was going to pull me over the shards himself.
• I was done with his shit. Mustering what little strength I had left, I shoved him hard. He crashed into the shards of glass, and I dashed out of the room before he could even think about standing.
• Running toward the Omega quarters would mean facing brutal punishment tomorrow. It would mean choosing to stay in this hellhole forever.
• But I made my decision right then and there. I spun on my heels and bolted toward the borders. No one understood what I was doing, so they just stared as I ran. When I got close enough to the border, I jumped, shifting mid-air before landing in the next territory.
• I was an Omega, low-ranked, worthless. They couldn’t chase me, not outside of the pack’s territory. I didn’t look back. I just kept running.
• No one would bother to find me. I was worthless to them, and this was my reality now. I tore through the wind like a wild Arabian horse, and for the first time in years, I felt it-
• Freedom.
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• Someone rudely pulled me awake from under the tree I was sleeping and I opened my eyes to see who dared do such. For the past three days that I’ve been on the run, rouges avoided me because my wolf looked kind of big and they didn’t realize I’m a girl.
• I’ve not shifted since then and even when I shifted once at a river, I made sure people weren’t around to see me shift. I made sure I swam to my fill and when I was tired of the water, I shifted back into my wolf and I continued my run.
• “Shift, Rouge.”
• The person commanded and I stared at him. I wasn’t expecting him to command me like that. I didn’t even know I had entered another Alpha’s territory. I didn’t want this, I enjoyed my freedom moment so well and I had no idea that life as a rouge was this amazing.
• I maintained eye contact with the man who ordered me to shift. He reeked of power and I could tell he was either the Beta or the Delta.
• “You seem harmless and I would advise you to just shift now and prevent yourself from getting killed. You could shift and we would have a civil conversation and everyone’s good.
• Allow me to remind you that you’re in the Silver Crest Pack and my Alpha doesn’t tolerate rouges”. He said and my eyes widened.
• I had no idea I had journeyed this far. The Alpha of the Silver Crest pack was the most brutal Alpha in this realm and we have heard different stories as kids of how he single-handedly took down a whole league of werewolf hunters making him the Alpha King. My bones start to crack as I shifted slowly.
• “Oh shit!” He turned around fast and everyone else did the same as soon as he saw that I was a girl. He removed his shirt revealing a perfect set of abs and he threw it at me.
• I understood immediately and I wore it to cover my nakedness. I was tiny compared to him and the shirt looked like a gown on me.
• He turned around after confirming that I was dressed. One of his boys stepped forward and he cuffed my hands. The handcuff had little streaks of silver in them so they burned but not enough to cause damage but enough to make me weak.
• We walked in silence, my mind racing. I knew where we were going, the Alpha's office. This was a familiar routine, one I'd seen in my old pack too. I wanted to tell him that I had no intention of staying, that I needed to keep running. But I knew better than to think my desires mattered. The Alpha would make the final decision.
• I couldn't help but hope he wasn't like the Alpha douchebag from my old pack. The mere thought made me smile darkly. My old pack. Ha. It felt oddly satisfying to refer to them as such.
• As we neared the office, the air thickened with unspoken tension. I could feel the weight of what was about to happen pressing down on me.
• Would this Alpha be just as ruthless? Would he see me as a nuisance, a problem to be dealt with, or could there be something different, something better?
• My heart pounded as we approached the door. The moment of truth was just around the corner, and with it, the chance to confront the new Alpha who would decide my fate.