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A Weak Omega Resurgence

A Weak Omega Resurgence

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Katherine is an Omega who is bullied by her pack members because of her parents' sins. The pack members hated her because her parents were responsible for the death of the Alpha. Ever since Alpha's death, Katherine hated her parents and even though they managed to flee away, the pack members decided that Katherine would be the one to pay for their sins. As a young girl, Katherine had always wondered what it would be like to walk in the shoes of the Luna someday. It was a dream she wanted and while it seemed almost impossible, Katherine could only hope that fate made it a reality.

Chapter 1 The Bride and The Unknown Groom

Katherine's POV

Anxiously, I rolled my face at Tasha. She was a friend and companion but her tears made me fret.

I was trembling as though it would be the last of me. Tears had clouded my eyes too as I stared at myself in the mirror.

I was wearing a white ball dress, obviously a wedding gown. My hair perfectly groomed to a pony tail.

My head accommodate a flowery crown. It was the first time I appreciated my beautiful but this might be the last time I would glance at myself again.

I'd miss this place and its hospitality for a day. At least, I got a chance to be in the castle since I became an outcast.

My fate was just bad luck because I was a sacrifice to a beast.

The chosen one. That was just an act, it was an excuse to get rid of me. I wouldn't be deceived, everyone hated me.

It was left for me to really make a decision to either accept my fate or fight against it.

I kept a doleful face as Tasha stroke my back.

"You're the strongest person ever" she whispers to me.

That was the first encouragement I had heard all my miserable life.

I let out a weary smile and stood up.

Truth be told, I was terrified of the man I would be marrying. The tales called him the devil and I call him my death.

From the start, my birth brought bad luck, my first transformation led to my mother's death and rather than my father, the alpha disposing me, he'd prefer to lock me up.

He got himself another Luna who was nothing like my mom.

My stepmom despises me. The stories about stepmoms were true, though I still await to see if there would be a good one.

My father, alpha Orion let her took control and I hated life.

Then came blevine, my stepsister who made life more miserable for me, yet I survived.

My packs had superpowers, I was just the not so special one kicked aside from being a part.

I was segregated, depressed all the time and lacked care. It grew up with me until this very day.

I never experienced love from family, and I was doing perfectly fine as an omega until when a proposal appears.

I knew I should sign up my death warrant. Ever since that proposal, I never had my peace of mind.

When every girl had to choose their mate, I had to accept to my father's option.

Besides, my mate rejected me on my 18th birthday. I could still recall those memories, they were heartbreaking and distressing.

However, a different chapter began after that bloody night. I became wanted by all and a price tag was laid on me.

My plight led me here, to the human world.

It was best I get rid of the past and see what the future holds.

Where I sat, I was trembling and inhaling softly. I could barely feel my weight.

Everyone faded before my eyes. Their voices were no longer effective and all I could was myself hanging on a strand of hope.

When I had thought I'd escaped from one misery, I found myself in another.

Unfortunately, men I placed my hope on ends up shattering me apart.

After that tragic night, he was the first to offer me help, to bring me to the human world and changed my life completely.

He wasn't a werewolf but a human and I saw him from a different perspective.

I thought I had it all, found a solid ground. I was battling with my past, but he was there at every moment to encourage me scale from it.

He thought me the ways of the human and I fit in so perfectly.

I trusted him so much that I believed him blindly and anticipated that we'd get married.

My heart which I had locked from falling in love was giving a chance to have one.

Unfortunately, he sold me to an alpha in the human world. The dreaded one, who no one had seen.

However, i'd heard the rumors that his appearance makes head roll, death creep into every heart.

Piccolo was a businessman after all, he'd chose his greed over me.

Walking down the aisle, goosebumps held me, I gulp hard as gruesome eyes stared at me.

The atmosphere was beguiling as the mockery eyes of she-wolves gawp at me. It pricks my heart.

Why me?

Rolling my eyes to the front pew, I found the man who made this alliance. He grin from ear to ear.

Beside him sat Elena, cueing her arm with his and leaning on his shoulder. Her eyes were fixed on me meticulously.

She was enjoying every bit of this. I had thought she was a friend and a business partner to piccolo but it turns out they were having an affair.

It made me wonder if they had waited for a moment like this, to sell me off and use the price money to lavish themselves.

The elders who were the gammas had a doleful face at me, I was all alone on the altar, patiently waiting for my so called mate.

It seems some wolves took it upon themselves to be present at such occasion, to see my downfall and some came to witness my demise.

I kept a straight face, chin up and a bright glow to everyone believe that a princess doesn't cry.

The dejection I had faced in my life was enough to make me end my life but then, it would just be my courage.

The music that played was pensive, everyone seems to anticipate on who the groom was.

Before me was a pope, drowning himself in wine, looking quite tipsy like he was hired for the job.

The maid of honor kept wriggling her nose, rubbing it with fingers and scratching her body.

She had slipped two lollipops into her mouth, exhaling softly and avoiding my gaze.

I could tell she was a junkie working on herself. Everyone gathered here, gave me a queer feeling.

Something wasn't right.

I looked elegant, bold and dashing in this white dress. The look on my face bares nervousness.

Waiting patiently for my groom to appear because there was an uproar among the guests.

I was nervous folding my lips and my face was hot. I faked a smile to hide my nervousness.

Piccolo scoffed at me because as I weird and shouldn't be smiling in such a situation.

Certainly, they were curious to why my groom was delaying. However, I maintains my smile.

Usually, it was the groom who waits for the bride not the other way around.

My sweat dripping gently on the make-up. I felt a sharp pain on my thumb and blood drool down.

Suddenly, I realizes the bouquet had thorns, while my eyes settled on the thorns, the door glides open and a familiar fragrance hits my nose.

A sudden fear flushes through me as my breath ceased. My body was vibrating and my dead wolf growls.

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