Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5: From Respected Daughter To Omega

"What kind of decisions."

Dr. Reeves held her gaze. "The kind where they transfer her to county care to free up the hospital bed for someone who might actually recover."

County care. Where people went to die slowly and alone because no one could afford to keep them anywhere better.

"How long," Lilith asked. "How long before they make that decision."

"I don’t know. Weeks, maybe. A month or two if you’re lucky." Dr. Reeves closed the folder. "I’m sorry. I wish I had better news."

She picked up her medical bag and moved toward the door.

"Dr. Reeves," Lilith said.

The doctor paused.

"Do you believe my father was a traitor?"

Dr. Reeves looked at her for a long moment. Her expression gave nothing away.

"What I believe doesn’t matter," she said finally. "What matters is what the pack believes. What the Blackwoods believe." She paused. "And right now, they believe Victor betrayed everyone. Whether that’s true or not is irrelevant to your current situation."

"That’s not an answer."

"No," Dr. Reeves agreed. "It’s not."

Then she left.

Lilith stood in the kitchen of her childhood home and tried to process what she’d just been told.

Her mother might never wake up.

And even if she did, she might wake up to find herself in county care because the pack had decided she wasn’t worth the resources anymore.

Weeks. Maybe a month or two.

That’s how long Lilith had to figure out how to save her.

How to pay medical bills she couldn’t afford.

How to survive as an omega with no status and no protection.

How to do the impossible with nothing.

She looked around the kitchen one last time.

Then she went back upstairs to finish packing.

***

Friday morning came too quickly.

Lilith stood on the front porch of the Beta residence with her two bags and watched a family she barely knew start moving their belongings inside.

The new Beta...a man named Carson from one of the northern packs who’d recently transferred to Shadowmere, nodded at her politely as he carried a box past.

His mate, a blonde woman with kind eyes, paused. "I’m sorry about your father," she said quietly.

Lilith nodded. Didn’t trust herself to speak.

"And I’m sorry about...." The woman gestured vaguely at the house. "All of this. It doesn’t seem fair."

"It’s not," Lilith said. Her voice came out flat. "But thank you."

The woman looked like she wanted to say more, but her mate called for her and she went inside.

Lilith picked up her bags and walked away from the house where she’d grown up.

She didn’t look back.

The omega housing complex was on the eastern edge of pack territory.

As far from the main residential area as possible while still technically being pack land. A series of rundown buildings that looked like they’d been condemned everywhere except here, where omegas didn’t get a choice about living conditions.

Lilith found her unit on the second floor.

The housing coordinator had called it an apartment.

He’d lied.

It was a room. Eight feet by ten feet. A single narrow window that overlooked the dumpsters behind the building. A mattress on the floor that looked like it had seen better days.....probably several decades ago. A lamp with a broken shade. No bathroom in the unit itself; she’d have to use the communal one down the hall.

This was what omega status looked like.

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