Liv narrating:

STOP.

STOP.

STOP!

Since I turned 15, that had been my most used word. It marked the beginning of my suffering when the triplets, sons of the Alpha, returned from training at the camp.

They were my three worst nightmares: Max, Ryder, and Callum.

Max had striking emerald green eyes and tousled black hair that fell naturally over his forehead, giving him an irresistible bad-boy charm. In addition to the tattoos on his arms and neck area.

Ryder also had seductive emerald green eyes, like Max, a strong jawline, a perfectly sculpted face, and a slightly rough charm.

Although Callum had green eyes like the others, his hair was brown — unlike theirs. There was one word that could describe him: universal playboy.

He was calm and reserved, but that didn't mean he liked me either. He stood, watching his brothers do the most horrible things to me, sometimes smiling with amusement, even though he didn't participate in any of their actions.

They were all stunning, tall, with perfectly sculpted bodies. They were all 20 years old and would be future Alphas.

Despite their attractive appearance, they were the worst things that had ever happened to me.

Max and Ryder decided to take it upon themselves to make my life hell.

They spent their free time making sure to make me suffer every hour and always enjoyed the countless ways they found.

Callum, on the other hand, had no time for me. He was reserved and distant, but that didn't mean he liked me either.

They weren't the only ones who made my life hell. In fact, all the pack members hated me. Being an omega was like a death sentence from the day I was born. Not just for being an omega, but for being the only omega in the pack.

Since my mother died, leaving me in this cruel world, I have been fighting. The screams, punishments, and stigmas were bearable, but everything got even worse when the three devils entered my life.

I was 17 years old, and the next day would be my 18th birthday. That meant all the pain and suffering would end when I found my soulmate, who would protect me from everything.

I had been daydreaming about my soulmate since I was 13 years old.

A knight in shining armor, handsome, breathtaking, someone who would make me feel like a princess and take away all my sadness.

And the most exciting part of the next day was that it was heat period for the pack males, so I knew things were going to get a little crazy.

It was a period when soulmates desperately yearned for each other. The idea of that and how exciting it could be, made me anxious.

But for now, I had to endure.

And there I was, running through the woods as fast as my legs could carry me, breathing heavily, not thinking about stopping — because I knew what would happen if I stopped.

"You better run, because if we catch you, you know what's going to happen, Liv!" I heard the distant growl behind me and my heart jumped.

That was their new game. Before they did anything to me, they always gave me a warning, to make the 'fun' even bigger for them.

They always said:

"You know the rules, Liv. You have 5 minutes to run and hide. Make sure you get as far away as possible, because if we catch you, things are going to get really hard."

My legs were starting to fail. I knew they were going to catch me, as they always did. I needed to think fast.

I looked back and saw Ryder running towards me, with something in his hands, which looked like a…

My eyes widened.

A gun!

My heart was pounding hard in my chest. I was sure that, since they were future Alphas of the pack, if they killed an omega, no one would question them.

Since running was no longer an option, the only alternative was to hide. I ran to a tree in front of me, and the only idea that came up was to hide in it.

It was difficult to climb, but the adrenaline rush propelled me. I managed, clinging to one of the huge branches, hoping they wouldn't find me.

From where I was, I watched Ryder run towards the tree with the gun, and Max right behind him.

"Where did she go? She was right here!" Max shouted, passing Ryder and the tree. Ryder did the same.

I rested my hands on my chest, breathing in relief, but I realized I wasn't so lucky when they started running back towards me.

"Her omega scent is all over the place here." "said Ryder, and my heart jumped."

"She's here, for sure." he began to sniff the air. Then, he smiled.

"Liv, you're getting really good at this, aren't you?" "said Max, pulling the gun from Ryder."

"Come out now, or we'll look for ourselves, and you don't want that to happen, do you?" Ryder's tone came out deadly and demanding.

My breathing quickened, and my whole body trembled, because I knew it wouldn't be long until they saw me, and everything would end very badly for me.

Max, who seemed to be searching the area with the gun, suddenly stopped. My heart dropped when he abruptly looked at the tree, exactly where I was.

The only thing covering my position was a branch.

"The bitch is up there" he growled, with a devilish smile on his face.

Ryder ran to the other side, where there was no branch hiding me, and called out:

"She's really getting better, Max."

"Please." I said, looking at Ryder and Max, waiting to see who would attack first. Although Max had the gun, Ryder could easily transform and get me out of there in the blink of an eye.

Max walked to where Ryder was, and then, his green eyes staring at us, he smiled.

"So, brother, tell me: which leg are we going to hit first?" he asked Ryder, pointing the gun in my direction.

Liv narrating:

I watched panic take over Ryder's face the moment Max said that, making him snatch the gun from his hands.

"We're not going to shoot, you son of a bitch," he warned.

Max lunged to try and get the gun back.

"You can't be a fucking bitch all the time!" he snarled, turning to me with the gun in his hand.

He added:

"And we can always heal you however we want."

"Please don't shoot!" I screamed, my heart pounding hard in my chest.

"Please!" I begged.

"You have five seconds to get down," Max snarled at me.

"What?!" I exclaimed.

"Five... Four," he counted anyway.

At that moment, I held out my hand.

"Wait, at least I..."

"Three," Max echoed, smiling more sharply, he found my look of despair amusing.

As if my body was on fire, I started climbing down the tree as fast as I could and ran towards them, falling to my knees right in front of Max, who was holding the gun.

He approached me, put his finger under my chin.

"You know what happens now, Liv?"

He came closer, and I was sure I noticed him raising the gun. Suddenly, the pack's alarm bell rang, signaling an emergency. It was only at that moment that Max lowered the gun.

"Let's go, something's wrong!" Ryder pulled Max, already running towards the mansion, and Max followed, putting the gun away.

As I watched them leave, I kept my hands on my chest, trying to calm down. Those were the scariest minutes of my life. I thought that would be my last time, because seeing Max with that gun, the determination in his eyes, was inevitable.

I got up from where I was kneeling and staggered to the mansion. I had bruises on my thighs from climbing down the tree—since I was an omega, I didn't heal as quickly as Alphas or Betas, so I had to deal with the pain.

I entered the mansion again, careful not to run into any of them. I knew that the moment they found me, they would resume what they hadn't managed to finish.

The day was already coming to an end, and I was hoping not to run into them until I was back in my small room, in the comfort of my bed, dreaming of the next day.

As I walked down the hall, I realized I had missed one important thing: I didn't look ahead. I looked everywhere except in the direction that mattered, making sure Max or Ryder didn't try to sneak up. That was their specialty—always full of surprises.

With my eyes scanning the surroundings, I didn't realize there was someone in front of me until it was too late. I bumped my head into a huge figure, my head colliding against a hard chest. I swallowed hard as I felt a familiar scent reaching my nose.

Looking up, my eyes met intense, attentive green ones. The scowl on his face made me shiver. It was Callum. He barely intimidated me, not like his brothers, but I was afraid of him.

"Sorry," I whispered, backing away a little, hoping he would let it go, even though the way he was looking at me showed the opposite.

Without effort, he grabbed my arm, wrapping his hand around it and pulling me closer.

"What the fuck did I say about cases like this, Liv!" he said rudely, looking at me with eyes full of anger.

"Y...you said that whenever I came, I should go in the opposite direction and not let them see my face."

"It's very simple!" he snarled, coming even closer.

At that moment, I doubled over, closed my eyes, and trembled.

"Sorry."

"Sure, you're always fucking sorry!" he snarled.

Apologies were never enough for them. What else did they want from me—my blood? That's what they were all looking for. Maybe if they had it, they would finally stop.

"Come on, Callum, the girl needs a break. You need to leave anyway," I heard a familiar voice, which was the only thing that stopped Callum from continuing to stare at me so intensely.

It was Bella, the Beta's daughter. He looked at her and then turned his gaze back to me. He made a disapproving sound. He certainly wanted to do more to me—make me pay for bumping into him—but he knew he had to leave.

The moment he left the hallway, Lily turned to me, looking me up and down with her brown eyes.

"Did you fall into a trash can?" she laughed. "Let me rephrase the question: were you the one thrown into a trash can this time?"

I looked at myself. Well, I certainly looked a mess. My clothes were dirty, some torn, my ankle purple. I sighed, looking at her, saying nothing.

"For God's sake, you need to stop getting into trouble all the time, Liv," she blurted out.

That sentence made me angry. "Stop getting into trouble all the time"—as if I didn't wake up every day with problems at my door, in front of me.

I looked at her defeated.

"They're obsessed with making my life hell."

"More like obsessed with you," she muttered as she turned to leave.

I let my shoulders drop, dragging my sore body, paying no attention to what she had said. It was just another common day of being their game.

Everything would end tomorrow. I would find my mate, a strong and fearless wolf who would protect me. I walked to the servants' quarters, then to my room. I had finished all my work that day. I knew that if I hadn't finished, Mrs. Yvonne, the head of the maids, would come knocking on my door in the middle of the night, dragging me out and punishing me.

Just thinking about her gave me the shivers. In fact, just thinking about everything made me sick. I really hoped that the next day would be the end of everything.

Liv narrating:

The first thing that woke me up the next day was a feeling of ecstasy. I sat up in bed, looking around the room I was in. It was a small room, with almost nothing in it. It was cold too, but I couldn't complain to anyone since no one listened to an omega.

Okay, enough omega talk.

Finally, I was here! My 18th birthday. The day my destiny would finally change, and also the day I would meet my mate. With that motivation, I jumped out of bed. I didn't know exactly when I would meet my wolf or my mate, but the most important thing was that the day had finally arrived.

As I left my room, the first person I saw was Mrs. Yvenne coming towards me, with her usual grumpy expression.

Damn it!

Just in time to ruin my mood.

"Stop dilly-dallying and go to the mansion to do your things. Do I have to repeat that to you all the time?" she said through clenched teeth.

If only I told her it was my birthday, maybe she would leave me alone. I shook my head, already heading towards the mansion, which wasn't that far from the staff quarters. Even so, I knew that even if I said that, she wouldn't care.

My plan was to do my chores as quickly as possible, trying to avoid the three demons, especially Max and Ryder.

I arrived at the kitchen and managed to start my routine: cleaning, cooking, washing the dishes, sweeping the floor countless times, as well as scrubbing the mansion floors.

I worked so much that you would think I was the only maid there, but that wasn't true, as there were others. They preferred to leave all the work to me, as they felt that, being an omega, I should work much harder than any of them.

At least I was fed and not kicked out the moment I was born. That's what they always said.

After cleaning the kitchen, I went to the trash, took it outside, and emptied it. While I was doing that, I heard a voice inside me:

"Hello," the voice resonated. After looking around and not seeing anyone, my heart started to beat fast in my chest.

The voice returned: "Liv, it's me, Anne, your wolf," she echoed.

My heart skipped a beat of happiness. I was nervous, not knowing how to act. This euphoria didn't last long, as suddenly, I felt a wave of energy pass through me. It was fast, increasing my adrenaline almost instantly.

"You know how this happens, Liv. I need to be fully prepared to be like this."

I knew what she meant. She was talking about transforming. Transforming for the first time could be painful, so I needed to find a comfortable place where I could scream and yell without attracting attention.

Throwing the trash can on the ground, I ran to the forest, and getting as far as my legs could take me, I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.

"I'm ready."

"Okay, Liv, but be prepared. This is going to hurt," she warned me.

The first thing I felt was the bones in my right leg breaking. A scream escaped my lips as I fell to the ground. For the other wolves, before transforming, they were given some potions to help with the pain, but since I was an omega and had no one to ask for that, I had to endure it.

Sweat ran down my legs as my hands trembled on the ground. I heard another cracking sound coming from my other leg and screamed even louder, gnashing and cursing. Blood ran down my body, mixed with sweat.

My hands also cracked, and while I was still screaming with all this, my legs began to develop fur. Soon, on my fingers, claws grew, tearing my skin like a blade. The more blood ran from the wounds, the more I screamed.

"Damn... stop!" I shouted to no one in particular. The more I cried, the more I transformed, and then I realized that once it had started, I had to wait for it to pass before the pain ended. As in the first transformation, the second hand also grew claws.

When I couldn't take it anymore, I fell to the ground, trembling with pain, which ran through my whole body.

Until, finally, it stopped.

My wolf shook itself, cleaning the blood from its brown fur. She had taken control, and I was inside.

"Sorry, but this is how it has to be."

Suddenly, I forgot the pain I felt minutes before, and my thoughts filled with excitement. I felt that burst of energy inside me. I wanted to explore this new body, but I didn't know how.

"If you want to run or jump, just do it like you do in human form," Anne told me.

"Wow, how do you know what I'm thinking?" I asked.

"I am you, and you are me. We are one person. That's why you can talk to me through your mind. If you want to run, just do it like you would in your human form. This body may be different, but it's still yours."

As she had said, I moved the first limb, and it worked. In a short time, I was running through the woods like a crazy person. I knew my wolf wasn't as fast as the others, as I was an omega by birth, but it still seemed fast enough—faster than my human feet.

I spent the whole day learning everything about my wolf: how to climb trees, jump high, everything. She had to be the first person I could call my true friend.

Everything continued until night came, and I knew I had to transform back.

"There is only one thing we need to do, Liv," she whispered as I looked at the mansion.

"Find our mate," she completed.

I didn't know how that could be possible, but I was going to try. I started to have doubts as I walked back to the mansion. What if my mate wasn't even there? The Darkmoon pack was big, and there was a chance my mate was there, but I still had my doubts.

I passed through the same hallway where I met Callum the night before. It was then that an unknown, overwhelming scent hit my nose.

It was two different scents, and both were attractive. The aromas were strong and intoxicating at the same time.

"That's our mate. We need to find him!" my wolf shouted desperately.

I stopped to think. Was it possible for my mate to have two scents? Before I could give an answer, I heard the sound of shuffling footsteps coming from the other side of the hallway.

The heavier the footsteps approached, the stronger the scents became.

I took a deep breath. It had to be my mate, but the sound of the footsteps seemed more like that of more than one person. I stayed where I was, with my feet firmly on the ground, nervous, waiting for the person—hoping it was someone good.

The footsteps got even closer. Then, I saw two figures running out of the hallway, and as I looked at them from head to toe, my heart sank.

They were responsible for the scent, the intoxicating scent, the damned scent! Max and Ryder were looking at me with their darkened green eyes, full of lust, looking like they were going to devour me right then.

"No, no, no!" I kept murmuring to myself until my wolf decided to shake my world by saying one word.

"Mate!" she whispered and then shouted, "Mates!"

What the hell!

I turned to run, before I could, everything suddenly went dark. The power had been cut off. This had never happened before. Why now am I trying to run away from them?

I stayed where I was, trying my best to see in the darkness and get out of there. I tried to see in the dark, but since they had Alpha blood, seeing in the darkness was no problem for them.

I thought I was doing well, escaping, but then I bumped into someone in the darkness. I was grabbed by the waist and pinned against the wall.

"Mate," a voice growled. It was Max, and he was holding my waist.

"Mine," said Ryder, and I felt his hand digging into my thigh.