The Omega's Choice

arry them outside to dry. The breeze is soft, the sun warm aga

through fog, like my soul has be

wants t

r drag on the ground?" Elara sna

sheet is just brushing the grass. I lif

," I m

joining two other girls near the baskets. They're laughing

ggles. Whispered dreams about what our future mates woul

ng like nothing's changed, h

ly, trying to spark

ocus on finishing this before midday," she

swallowing the lump

Kira whispers,

ntegrate into thin air. On what grounds did

orphans and we've been practically

't want to work with all of a sudden? I mean, she kn

e! By my side! She should be w

at bestfriend

er back to my wolf, bu

feel her pain as much as my own,

piece with trembling fingers. Behi

see her l

host. Honestly, I don't kn

ould choose her over Zara beca

nt me to hear. That's the worst part-it's like they want me t

ke! I wasn't the one that rejected h

! Wh

poiler alert, I've been omega all my life. How c

Luna ma

." Another girl says and I

ys, "but the Alpha needs power. N

ngs in my ears li

wrong, Kira?" I

ays weakly. "We have

efore the tears spill. I won't gi

e feels oppressive. I make my way toward the kitchens,

yet, because just as I rou

Her long, dark curls are pinned in perfect waves, her sil

demands attention

time last week. This is the woman my mate rejected me for, and even though I don't wan

s that I try h

and on me

says softl

el her watching me, amused, curiou

," she says, stepping closer.

, stunned

rejected like that. Especially after the exciteme

measured. But I see it in her

t. That alone takes out the soothing

e to talk about th

pathy. "Still, I just wanted you to know... I never asked

ing myself to meet her ga

epping even closer. "

they should. My heart throb

," she continues. "We've built a life together. Plans. A future.

r. I don't tr

e lowering, soft like a lullaby with thorns. "

ed me already. So why are yo

phas... they don't have to follow fate. They can choose their destiny

my lungs like a

"Fate may tie wolves together, but love

whi

to my palms. I want to scream, to figh

choice," I say, my voice

r expression unreadab