CHAPTER 5

Broken

Jason

Ever since that night after I got my rank, when I was watching that weasel Omega and Luder take over by force and make us change, we haven't been talking, and it's driving me crazy. I don't even understand why he was crying, was it because his plan didn't work and he didn't get his way? I swear I could see real pain and sincere tears, but I guess, if you're motivated enough, any failure will hurt like hell. And stupid she is for thinking she can cheat to become a major leader of the Crescent Moon pack. God knows what her end game was with Marie, or maybe it still is. I just hope that annoying cousin of mine stays the fuck away from that Omega stalker. For some strange reason, I never really liked Marie, I always had a weird feeling about her and could never understand her. I realize now that it was just a bit of 'sibling jealousy' because I had been an only child, the apple of my parents' eye, and when poor little orphan Marie came to live with us, I was second in my parents' attention.

My birthday was a few days ago and the stupid mutt put up such strong walls that I couldn't even see if my partner was in the Crescent Moon pack or not. I'm pretty sure she wasn't there, though.

Surely, Luder would have made a show of meeting his mate and claimed her on the spot. Being an Alpha, everything rises to the boiling point, and no matter how melancholy he feels (God only knows the reason for that), Luder would have gone crazy to make sure everyone knew she was ours. Maybe it's for the best. I mean, now I can concentrate on Alpha training and not screw this up. I have 3 months of Alpha training alone, then my Beta will also join me for her training. In total, I will be at the Academy for 6 months and Brian will be here for 3 months, then we will both go back to the pack and work alongside our parents, the current Alpha and Beta of the Crescent Moon pack. Hopefully, it will make everything come to a smooth transition when Brian and I take over once I turn 19.

Against my better judgment, I decide to text the she-devil.

Jason "Hey, do me a favor and stay away from that Omega you insist on calling your best friend."

Marie "What's it to you?"

Jason "I wouldn't want Mom to be mad if something happened to you." I can practically feel his eyes roll from here, through the phone.

Marie "I can take care of myself."

I threw the phone down in annoyance. Gee, so much for trying to be a nice guy. It always comes back to bite you in the ass. I'm sure Marie will be fine. She's under my dad's watchful eye most of the time, and I already told Brian to keep an eye on her at school. Well, I told Brian to keep an eye on Sam too, he might get frustrated and misbehave, even attack Marie.

To tell you the truth, Marie is pretty strong with being Alpha and all, but I don't know what juice Omega drank, because the few times I've seen her fight, she kicked some serious ass.

I'll get back to Brian. I really hate how stupid I'm being by feeling lonely at the Academy and missing life at home. It also doesn't help that the Academy where my Alpha training is taking place is in the United States, and let me tell you, there is a huge language barrier. I almost move and rip the head off the very annoying lady serving lunch in the cafeteria. I asked for fucking fries with my burger and she threw a package of fries at me. what the hell is wrong with these people? I really need to lie down and relax a little. Maybe I'll go explore the campus a little after Brian reports back home. Picking up my phone again I text Brian.

Jason "What's up B. Are you okay?

Brian "Just rosy, Alpha."

I roll my eyes even though Brian can't see me. He must be expecting that kind of reaction from me.

Jason "What's up with your cousin?"

Brian "Sam? X_X"

Jason "Is there another cousin of yours who recently qualified Omega and may be causing pack drama among our generation?"

Brian "You've already taken care of Sam, Alpha. I doubt it's a problem, judging by the lesson Rianna taught her today.

Check this out, are you sure that little bitch isn't your mate? Because damn it, she put Sam in her place.

I frown, my eyebrows knit together, and Luder is being annoying again, popping into my mind for the first time since that night.

I start to type a reply to Brian, but quickly notice that the video he sent in his text message has loaded. I click play and watch as Rianna approaches Sam's table from behind and drops a plate of something red on Samantha's head. I see red as fucking Timothy and Roger hold Sam down while Rianna hits her. What the hell is wrong with them, there's so much blood. 3 on one, that's not a fair fight. I can barely contain Luder now, but the strange thing is that this rage isn't just his, it's mine too. I'm beyond pissed off at what Rianna and those two idiots did. The Omega didn't do anything to provoke them. She was sitting there with Marie, chatting, minding her own damn business.

Marie... why the hell didn't she alert Sam? I can clearly see on the video that Marie noticed Rianna approaching, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out what trick she was about to pull. Are they stalking Marie too? How did I miss all this while I was there?

I need to talk to Brian about keeping a serious eye on Marie. I should also talk to Dad and ask him to tell Marie everything he knows about Samantha Bailey. I still don't understand why my family allowed Sam into our home after learning of his obsession with Marie. Or maybe they found out, but the point is someone should tell Marie to stay away. As much as I don't like the demoness, she is an Alpha and she is my cousin. She is my blood and mom will be devastated if something happens that even bothers a hair on her head. She seems to be the target of every high school age wolf in our pack. Oh man, this is going to be a long and stressful 6 months.

Samantha

The darkness slowly begins to fade, making room for the light to finally take over. And by that I mean I slowly open my eyes and squint painfully due to the fluorescent light shining directly into my retina.

I groan and twitch slightly, expecting to be hit by a wave of pain as a result of the epic beating I took, but surprisingly there's nothing. No pain, I mean, because I can feel my muscles a little stiff and sore, but nothing that can't be fixed with a few minutes of stretching. Unfortunately, there's nothing that can be done about my severely bruised ego, or my self-esteem. I am officially the bullied Omega of the pack, the lowest of the low, as Rianna kindly demonstrated at lunch.

"Feeling better?"

My head jerks in the direction the voice is coming from.

I see the school nurse sitting at a small desk in the corner of the room, glasses down and looking just above them, a book in her hand.

"Surprisingly, yes, thank you for everything." I feel a blush creeping up my cheeks since I understood that I'm not alone in the room.

She smiles kindly and puts the book down taking off her glasses completely. They must be for reading only. As she approaches me, she picks up her stethoscope and I nod taking off the blanket that I now see was covering me. Well, thank God I'm not naked, although my clothes are dirty and bloody and reek of tomato sauce mixed with blood.

"Well, it looks like you're completely healed. And that only took you, what, less than 3 hours? That's pretty impressive, Ms. Bailey. For an Omega, at least. She says that last part almost as a whisper just to herself, but I get it anyway.

The twinge of pain and frustration towards my rank is that is embedded in my very core, it surfaces again and refuses to leave me.

"Thanks again, I'm going to go. I think I missed detention for today." I laugh nervously and wonder why the hell I just told her that.

"I wrote you a sick note. No need to go to detention after school. I said you'll need physical therapy to recover." She winks at me, a playful smile appearing on her lips.

"Thanks again. I guess I owe you one. My cheeks flush at what I just said, but I try to act casual as I walk out of the nurse's office.

I must have a concussion on something, I need to recover and talk like a normal person.

"I'll hold you to that, Miss Bailey!" I hear her say after I've already closed the door.

I calmly walk through the school hallways until I reach the girls' locker room. Fortunately, last period is over and only the students who have detention are left. I look inside to make sure no one is around, and head to my locker pulling out a change of clothes and the small towel I keep in there. I guess this will have to do.

I shower and wash off the sauce that stained my hair and blouse and do my best to wash my clothes while I'm in the shower. All with just the shower gel and soap I found in the dispensers scattered around the locker room. I stop halfway through and start sobbing at the pathetic situation I find myself in.

For the pathetic she-wolf that I am. A complete waste of space. When did I go from being a daughter, a friend, a respected member of the pack to this broken, rejected, bullied Omega? What past sins do I have to deserve this shitshow that shows me as the main character?

After my mental breakdown, I took a deep breath and slapped, yes, I literally mean "slapped" myself back to reality. This is who I am now, so I have to make it work one way or another. As I did my best to dry my clothes under the hand dryers, I let my mind wander to my partner.

I wonder who he will be and what he will be like - will he be kind, strong, loving? I can't wait to meet him. I'm about 6 months away from turning 18 and I can officially recognize my partner. I hope he's not part of this pack, because lately I'm not exactly Miss Congeniality or popular around here. In fact, it would be awesome for me if he was from another pack so I could go with him and start our life together, leaving all this mess and angst behind.

It occurs to me that since I'm an Omega now, I may not have as many opportunities to meet wolves from another pack, so I'll have to go to neutral ground in hopes of finding him. That is, if he doesn't reject me like my parents did. Goddess, I hope he accepts me and takes me, I don't think I can take another rejection.