Alex, still reeling from the revelation, shifted uncomfortably under the weight of his father’s gaze. “Elora is my mate,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “Or at least, that’s what my wolf tells me.”
The declaration sent shockwaves rippling through the group, leaving Alena stunned and speechless. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to comprehend the betrayal unfolding before her. “Your wolf is wrong, it can’t be,” she protested, her voice trembling with emotion.
But Alex could only hang his head in silent acknowledgment of the truth. “I’m afraid that it is true,” he admitted, his voice heavy with regret.
Suddenly, Alena’s composure shattered like glass, her grief and anger boiling over as she lunged towards her sister with a cry of accusation. With a resounding slap, she struck Elora across the face, her words dripping with venom, “You pathetic excuse of a girl, you f*****g w***e, you want to steal MY mate? Alex is mine! I will kill you!”
Alena’s father moved quickly to restrain her, his arms wrapping around her trembling form as he tried to calm her down. Meanwhile, Alex stood torn between the two sisters, his heart heavy with conflict and confusion.
As the tension hung thick in the air, Alpha’s voice cut through the chaos like a knife, his words carrying the weight of authority and finality, which froze everyone, “Enough! This will be discussed and decided later on who will mate with whom. Now we have a third important matter.”
When the Alpha’s gaze landed on her, she felt a shiver of unease ripple down her spine. “Your wolf,” he began, his voice measured yet heavy with significance.
Elora’s eyes widened in shock as she struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation. “My wolf? What about my wolf?” she asked, her voice tinged with confusion and fear.
With a conflicted expression, Alpha Ben turned to his Beta couple, Graham and Ava Black, his tone grave. “This is happening so, so rarely,” he murmured, his words full of regret. “I am so sorry, my friend. I wish I could do something about it, but it is what it is.”
Elora’s frown deepened as she waited for an explanation, her heart pounding in her chest. Turning to her parents for answers, she felt a chill settle over her as she met her father’s cold gaze that was looking at her with almost hatred and disappointment. “What’s happening? What’s the issue?” Elora asked, her voice tinged with desperation.
But instead of comfort or reassurance, all she received was a stony silence. With a heavy sigh, her father finally spoke, his words cutting through the tense atmosphere like a knife. “Your wolf is an omega,” he stated bluntly, his tone laced with disappointment and resignation.
Elora’s world seemed to crumble around her as the weight of his words sank in. In the world of werewolves, having an omega wolf coming from a high-ranked family was considered a rare and shameful occurrence, a mark of weakness and inferiority that could tarnish the reputation of a family.
A sense of dread settled over Elora as she realized the magnitude of all these revelations, as she felt her head spinning.
As the Black family returned to their house, the weight of the evening’s revelations hung heavy in the air. Alena, torn between pride for her wolf and devastation over the realization that Alex was not her fated mate, rushed to her room as soon as she entered the house, tears streaming down her face. Her mother, sensing her daughter’s anguish, followed close behind, offering words of consolation and comfort in the face of shattered dreams.
Meanwhile, Elora remained in the living room with her father, still reeling from the shock of discovering her omega status and being Alex’s fated mate. Desperate for reassurance and understanding, she turned to him, hoping to find solace in his words. But instead of warmth and support, she was met with a cold attitude that cut deep into her soul.
With a heavy heart, Elora attempted to speak with her father, to bridge the growing chasm of resentment that seemed to divide them. But he brushed her off with a dismissive wave of his hand, his eyes filled with disdain as he delivered his command: “Just go to your room and rest for tonight. We will speak tomorrow. Good night.”
Elora watched in silence as her father retreated to the minibar, pouring himself a glass of whiskey with steady hands. The sound of Alena’s sobs echoed down the hallway, mingling with her mother’s soothing words of comfort. Alone in the living room, Elora felt a sense of isolation and abandonment wash over her, a bitter reminder of her place within her own family.
With a heavy heart, she climbed the stairs to her room, the weight of loneliness bearing down on her with every step. Sitting on her bed in the dim light, she couldn’t help but feel the sting of rejection and neglect.
In the solitude of her room, Elora felt a presence stirring within her mind. With a gentle nudge, her wolf, Lina, made her appearance, her presence shy and tentative. “I’m sorry,” Lina whispered softly, her voice tinged with sadness. “I didn’t mean to cause you pain.”
Elora reached out to her wolf, a surge of warmth flooding her heart. “Don’t be sorry,” she reassured Lina, her voice filled with love and acceptance. “If this is the Goddess’s plan, then it must have a purpose. And no matter what, I still love you. You are my companion, and I am yours. We are a team, Lina.”
Lina’s eyes glistened with tears as she gazed at Elora with gratitude and devotion. “I wish my presence didn’t cause you such suffering,” she lamented, her voice filled with regret.
Elora replied to her, “Your presence brings me strength and companionship,” she assured Lina, her voice firm with conviction. “Together, we can overcome any challenge that comes our way.”
After a moment of silence, Lina’s thoughts turned to their mate, a glimmer of hope flickering in her chest. “What about our mate?” she asked, her voice tinged with anticipation.
Elora’s expression saddened as she explained the harsh reality they faced. “There is a high probability that we will be rejected,” she admitted, her tone heavy with sorrow.
“Because we are Omega?” Lina asked sadly.
“Not only this; because he did not wait for us, and he is in love with someone else. He loves Alena.” Elora replied in a low and disappointed voice.
Lina whimpered in sadness, her spirit withdrawing into a corner of Elora’s mind as she grappled with the weight of their uncertain future.
As Elora succumbed to sleep in the early hours of the morning, exhaustion finally overtaking her weary mind, she found herself drifting into a restless slumber. However, her rest was short-lived, as the relentless pounding on her door shattered the fragile veil of sleep at around 8 am. With a groan, she roused from her uneasy dreams, her mother’s voice filtering through the haze of drowsiness, “Wake up Elora, you have 10 minutes to be downstairs as we have guests. Move!”
Still disoriented and bewildered from the events of the previous night, Elora stumbled to the bathroom, splashing cold water on her face in a futile attempt to shake off the remnants of sleep. Hastily, she dressed herself in a plain summer dress, her mind still foggy with confusion as she made her way downstairs.
The scent of sandalwood enveloped her senses as she entered the living room, instantly alerting her wolf, Lina. Her gaze swept across the room, coming to rest on the Alpha family seated before her. Unconsciously, her eyes sought out Alex, her heart clenching at the sight of his conflicted expression and dilated pupils that were looking in her direction.
“Good morning,” Elora greeted.
Lina’s enthusiastic voice echoed in her mind, “Mate came for us, go to him!”, but Elora remained rooted to the spot, paralyzed by uncertainty and apprehension.
Before she could gather her thoughts, Alena burst into the room, her tear-stained cheeks betraying her emotional turmoil.
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