I entered Rosewood High to see a big building entering my view.
This was the best werewolf school in the entire werewolf world and they were known to be very strict, disciplined and demanded perfection.
I worked hard for my entire life to enter this school.
Without a scholarship, I couldn't afford to study here.
Everyone here screamed wealth from the expensive cars that were lined in the parking to the expensive clothes they were wearing.
I stood out in my 5 years old worn-out sweatshirt, faded jeans and white sneakers
But I didn't care
My motive was only one and by coming here I managed to get one step closer to it.
As I walked in people were giving me looks of disgust, hate and pity
Some were even laughing while pointing fingers st me
I was a master in ignoring
Well, I mastered it with time and now their words or looks didn't matter.
I made my way towards the office and collected my schedule.
In the hallways, I was surrounded by many powerful auras
Rosewood high had the topmost powerful Alphas of the world
The best of best Alphas, Betas and Gammas studied here and entry of an omega like me will definitely make me a laughing stock for them.
1st period was werewolf history
As I was making my way towards my class looking straight ahead I heard a loud growl from my side
The growl had a lot of power
Enough power to raise goosebumps on your body
This man was surely powerful
I turned around to see that now everyone was moving towards the windows
I made my way towards them to see a fight going on the fighting Arena outside.
In the middle stood a big brown wolf with brown eyes, opposing him was dark brown one which was much smaller in size.
The fight ended as fast it started
With a minute the dark brown wolf was down on the ground unconscious.
Everyone started cheering
"Eric!!Eric!!Eric!!"
The girls were going crazy, some even cried in happiness when he looked at them
He was surely handsome with that 6 feet structure, ripping muscled and cute dimples.
But I knew better that he was nothing but cute
His aura was deadly unlike anyone's here.
I was openly staring at him trying to decipher his mystery when his dark brown eyes met mine.
I thought he would ignore me just like he ignored his fangirl but boy I was wrong
His eyes never left mine
He continued to stare at me
While the girls behind and around me continued to shriek thinking that he was watching them
I stood frozen
Unable to decide what to do
It was like he was seeing through my soul from my eyes
Such was the intensity of his stare
I turned around breaking our eye contact
Making my way out of the crowd I headed towards my class lost in my thoughts
Why would he stare at me like that
Maybe because he could feel that I was an omega
But no one cared for an omega then why would he?
I made it to my first class on time and sat beside a girl in glasses, her aura was friendly unlike others so I decided to make a friend here.
She looked at me through those thick glasses as I took the seat beside her, she was staring at me as if I committed a crime
"Hi!! I am Ezra!!
Can I sit here?"
"Y..ess..,y..ou can but..-" she got interrupted when our teacher arrived
"I bet her parents never taught her how to held up her head and look people in their eyes"
This ringed past memories in my mind
Those memories which have made me flow countless of tears my entire nights
Princess never bow your head, you should stand with head held high and your posture should speak for your position as the future Queen
You should look your opponent in their eyes until they see the fire in your eyes and bow in submission.
Father, I know you would be ashamed of me today but your princess can't fight this whole world alone
I need you now, I need you to hold my hand and say that you will protect me forever
I need your strength Dad
I need you
These thoughts made tears drop down from my eyes
As the first teardrop touched the floor
I felt an unknown adrenaline rush in my blood
I felt like breaking every single thing present in the room
I felt like breaking all the laughing bones in these peoples body so that they cannot laugh at someone again.
I kicked the seat next to me making it fall down on the floor with a thud, everyone stopped laughing
I gave a deadly look to this wicked girl with wicked words.
Seeing my bloodshot red eyes she stopped laughing.
With a last look at her, I collected my things and went out of this hell hole.
Just to enter another hell hole i.e my present packhouse
No one welcomed a 6-year-old rogue but they made me stay for their own selfish reason
That being a full-time maid omega who would be there at their beck and call.
I had no choice then, I had to accept this offer to survive.
Even if it came at the cost of getting no food, no room and no respect.
So here I was a weak omega with no special powers till now, no support, no knight in shining armour fighting my own battle of revenge trying to overthrow the strongest and most top-ranked werewolf, The Alpha king.
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