Abused broken and Rejected

Cynthia Dion:

Alpha Atticus: Meet me by the lockers after school.

I read his text once more, a smile forming on my lips.

Alpha Atticus had been my crush for years. Naturally, I couldn't contain my excitement when I saw his message pop up on my phone.

Heading towards the lockers, anticipating that he would finally confess his feelings for me, was the most exhilarating two minutes of my life.

Growing up as an Omega Rogue had been tormenting. Everyone around me had always insisted that I would never find a mate, and even if I did, they would never accept me.

I hadn't found my mate. Nevertheless, the strong pull I felt toward Atticus made me wonder if he could be the one.

I knew I was getting ahead of myself, but that's just how strongly I felt about him. I had always hoped that when I turned eighteen, I would experience a mate bond with him.

My hopes were shattered the moment I spotted him by the lockers.

"Ahhh! Fuck, your finger is inside me," Rosalie, the beta of his pack, moaned as Atticus fingered her aggressively.

It felt like a nightmare I had been invited to witness.

I couldn't even move a muscle as I watched them give in to their desires.

Atticus licked her chin as she squirmed and arched her head back, feeling his fingers penetrate her more deeply.

"Fuck! Better than any dildo---!" she screamed when he inserted his third finger. He was being rough with her, causing her to gasp for breath. But that was enough to shatter me.

"Finger my ho----le," she expressed her desire to be filled in every way, and he had only touched the entrance of her other opening when a gasp escaped my lips, making them aware of my presence.

"Ohhh!" Rosalie moaned even louder until she opened her eyes and saw me. The look of shock made her step away from him and fix her skirt. He turned around and smirked at me.

He knew I had been watching them.

He had to be aware of it. That text wasn't a declaration of his desire to see me, but rather a demonstration of how he would never be with someone like me. Many girls had a crush on him, but he only acknowledged me because he felt the pull. However, my certainty began to waver.

"How dare you?" Rosalie yelled in anger, taking steps towards me.

I knew I had to get away from them, or they would bully me to the point of tears for weeks.

"Cynthia!"

I heard Rosalie calling my name, chasing me down the school hallway. I clutched my phone tightly, but I had no one to call for help. I knew I was in this situation because I had taken it too seriously.

I wouldn't be running down the hall like a mad person if I hadn't been desperate for the attention of my Alpha crush. Just a few minutes ago, before the school bell rang, I received a message from my crush asking me to meet him by the lockers. I had made a mistake by taking it too seriously. Tears streamed down my face as their image kept replaying in my mind.

That smirk on Atticus' lips crushed my heart. He knew what he had done, but he didn't care.