13
"Over my dead body!"
Rebecca's words echoed across the large halls, increasing in intensity as if she had some type of special ability that did it. It traveled to everyone in the hall, guard, and servant alike until it fell to my ears.
I blinked twice.
The Luna got out of her table and folded her hands. She looked at her sons and shook her head. "It better be one of your casual jokes, if not, I will never let my boys take an Omega as their mate."
The way she pronounced the word Omega bitterly shook me to my core. I took a step back and my breathing quickened. I looked at my shoes, and I saw that my vision was becoming blurry. Tears? Yes, they were tears. I was hurt again, on a larger scale.
Max tried to reason. "But—"
The Luna walked out on them and headed for the door. She didn't even look in my direction, it was as if I didn't even exist to begin with. Some guards escorted her out of the hall, their footsteps becoming distant as they walked. I looked up and my eyes met with the Alpha's.
I was shocked, his cold stare felt as if he was peering into my soul.
He stood up and left soon after with his guards and I was left in the center of the hall, like a statue.
I should have known, I should have not hoped.
Anything involving the triplets was always bad.
They planned to humiliate me in front of their parents for what I had done to them in school.
Come to think of it, this punishment was equal enough.
"Tsk!" I groaned as tears creased down my face.
I wiped my face with my elbow and I looked up.
Callum stared back at me calmly, unfazed by what his parents had done.
It was as if he was expecting some sort of reaction from me.
Max and Ryder were staring back at their parents, confused about what to do next.
"So this was your plan?" My voice broke as I sniffled.
"What?" Max said as he came close to me.
He raised his hands as if to touch my face, but I wasn't having any of it anymore.
"I hate you! You did it because I had hit you in school! It was all for revenge, you wanted to get back at me!" I screamed at them. I didn't mind that my voice was falling out, I was going to let them have it.
"Whoa?" Callum folded his hands.
His face was annoyingly calm as if nothing had happened.
"What are you saying?" Ryder asked.
For some reason, he kept his distance.
He was probably concern I would hit him again.
What was wrong with these boys?
"You know what?" I wiped my tears angrily with my hands.
"I hate you!" I screamed and turned to the exit of the hall.
I broke into a small run and ignored the talk of scary guards at the entrance.
They let me exit the hall as I ran.
"Liv! Wait!" Ryder ran after me but Callum held him back.
My vision had seriously become blurry.
I wanted to sink into the floor in embarrassment.
I had been disgraced in front of the Alpha and his Luna.
I was shown my place once again.
An Omega could only dream, nothing that happened to me would ever be good.
They had put me through this because they knew I would be humiliated either way.
I was a fool to trust them after the fancy makeover and show of affection.
I was foolish enough to be wooed by them.
I ran in the direction of the staff quarters.
Maids stared at me as I ran, whispering to themselves.
News of my humiliation would spread through the mansion like wildfire.
Very soon, I might even be the talk of town.
A joke to be said between beers and drinks.
I stumbled, and I realized I had broken my heels.
The pain wasn't too sharp, thanks to my healing abilities since I had gotten my wolf now. I suddenly stopped running, I had realized something.
After the show, the triplets had done. Mrs Yvonne wouldn't let me enter the staff quarters again.
She wouldn't want to spell trouble for her. Besides, it would be unbearable to be mocked by the maids there.
I instead turned around in the direction of my room in the mansion. I was going to change in my room and rest, then I would sneak back into the staff quarters to get my things. I wanted to leave the mansion once and for all, the disgrace was too much to bear.
I came to my room and I stopped at the center. My things were already there. They had been moved from the staff quarters to my room. I wanted to scream at them for doing it without my permission but I was suddenly feeling very exhausted.
I tore myself out of my luxury dress and sat on the bed. My reflection in the mirror showed puffy red eyes from crying too hard.
Even now, tears creased down my face.
I slowly walked to the bathroom to take my bath and wash off the makeup that had been applied to my face.
I desperately wanted to be me again.
The makeup felt like a mask, my face would have felt more comfortable.
I sat in the bathtub and started crying again.
I shook my head turned on the tap to fill the tub and I sobbed.
I wondered how other Omegas were treated out there.
Come to think of it, the people who were always disrupting peace in the pack were always Omegas.
I wouldn't blame them, I would have done the same in their place. The injustice and disgrace we suffered were too much. We were being discriminated against far too much because of our blood.
I let the water soak into my skin until I felt better again. I drained the tub and slowly got out of the tub. I was in deep thought that I hadn't noticed the way the bar of soap on the floor.
The moment I dropped the weight of my left foot, I suddenly felt myself being dragged to the floor.
I scrambled and grabbed air and everything people do when they are falling.
I scratched my left thigh against the rough edge of the bathtub and fell to the ground.
I winced as I lay on the floor.
I felt reluctant to look at my bruise, but I examined it all the less because it was my own body.
A bright red line ran the length of my thigh from my knee to halfway way up my inner thigh.
I touched it and I swear I had never felt such pain before.
The pain spoke several languages and my heartbeat quickened.
I grabbed some balm and rubbed it on my thigh, screaming in between because of the pain.
I looked at the rough edge of the bathtub and grimaced.
Why would they leave it like that?
Was it because I was an Omega?
I flew into my nightgown because it had already become so late.
I wasn't thinking much about the humiliation because it had already been a part of me. It was normal for me, this sort of thing.
I sat on my bed and fell back so that I stared at the ceiling. My eyes were heavy. I needed every bit of sleep that I could get—
The door flew open. I suddenly sat up, confusion written over my face. I was certain I had locked that door when I entered.
I forgot everything I had been thinking about when I gazed upon who had entered my room. I felt anger boiling deep within me, but I suddenly felt fear and nervousness.
Callum closed the door behind him slowly and tucked his hands into his pocket. A little fear crept into me, wondering what he wanted to do with me. His face was as casual as ever.
"Wh—wh—what do you want?" My voice shook as I shifted away from him. I scowled as hard as I could at him.
He took a step forward, but it wasn't at me.
He walked towards the table and looked around the room nodding.
"They did nice," he mumbled.
"What?" I squinted at him.
"If you don't have anything to do, please leave" I retorted.
He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? I just got here and you're already sending me out?" He asked.
There was something about his casual behavior today that annoyed me.
He had just humiliated me a while ago, after threatening Erisa to do a makeover on me.
Did their thrills come from shattering people?
"Look, you are annoying me, leave!" I stood up.
The pain on my thigh throbbed when my thighs were together.
I slightly parted my legs and my eyes never left Callum.
Callum suddenly took a step towards me and I was slightly alarmed.
His face was plain as ever.
"Look, I am sorry about all that happened, you know my mother—"
"Know your mother? I don't know her" I snapped at him. "You dressed me up and—fuck! Damn it. Leave here!" I walked slowly towards the door. I made sure not to let my thighs touch themselves and I stood at the door. I turned at Callum and I saw that he had been staring at my legs instead.
"What's that?" He asked.
I looked around.
"What?"
He walked towards me.
"Why are you walking like that?" He asked me.
"Oh?" I looked at my legs as if I had just seen them.
"I bruised my thighs in the bath. Nothing major, now get out," I replied.
He kept on looking at my legs.
"Let me have a look at it," he mumbled.
"Hunh?" I wanted to scream at him.
I suddenly felt powerful arms grab me at the waist. I felt a flush of warmness around my face.
My heartbeat quickened as I picked a whiff of his aftershave.
Callum sat me down on the bed and I blinked to discern what was going on.
"What—"
"Shut up Liv" he whispered to me.
As if unexpected events weren't enough today. Callum suddenly knelt before me and rested his hands on my lap. I wanted to protest, but the next thing he did blew my mind away.
Callum spread my legs apart with an effortless pull