The Powerful Omega

Chapter 3

CARLA

As fast as I can, I keep on running and what surprises me is that I'm way faster than before. It's like I've gained some new strength!

A few minutes later, I've already reached my dilapidated house. My heart is still beating heavily from my discovery and I can't calm myself down. I'm certain that he'll definitely reject me since I am a weakling and weak Omegas can't be mated to strong Alphas lest they bring them down!

Tears has been falling nonstop as I run and that shock me still. Since I started receiving all the torture and beatings, I never cried. No matter the situation, I remained strong and I refused to be put down by tears.

With time, I've learned that by crying, you only became more vulnerable and weaker. Those evil people would target you more and more since they derive pleasure in making you suffer. What a godforsaken world we live in! The weak and poor have no space in it whatsoever!

'He can't be my mate.' I suddenly blurt to my wolf and I hear her whining inside my head. She's my only hope and solace right now.

'Carla, I know you're scared, but he's our mate and he can't hurt us.' my wolf responds. She sounds so optimistic and I just wish I had an ounce of her optimism. As weak and pessimistic as I am, I wonder how I ended up being part of her!

I want to scream at her, tell her that she doesn't know how I feel but I choose to shut my mouth and shove her at the back of my mind. She won't understand.... but still, I can't afford having the only one in my life hate me.

The emotions overwhelm me like a whirlwind and I can't do anything except cry.

Who is he?

All I know is that he is an Alpha and that information is enough to make me cower away in fright. How did I end up being paired with an Alpha? For goodness sake I'm just a weakling! An omega for that matter! The lowest ranked wolf of all time!

It just doesn't make sense at all!

It's quite impossible....though it sometimes happens, it's quite rare. Alphas are usually mated to another high ranking wolf's daughter....probably a princess or a Beta's daughter!

In this case, my parents were neither high-ranked and nor am I.

After a while, my tears stop and I finally put the walls in my mind down, making my wolf to immediately yap happily. I apologise and explain to her that I just wanted to be alone for a while, but she says something that catches my attention.

'Why don't you try to shift?' she asks softly, as if one more word from her will completely wreck me. She's so sweet!

My eyes widen at the thought.

Shift? That's a dream I never thought it will ever come true.

Reluctantly, I relax and let my wolf to take over and it happens without delay. Since I don't know what to expect, I just remain still.

I don't know how it happens but I find myself kneeling on all fours and I suddenly start to feel it.... My bones start cracking and breaking as my skin stretches out impossibly. It hurts so terribly much that I'm unable to keep my eyes open. I can feel a hot tear of hurt falling down, but I try to endure it.

Half way through my shifting, I start screaming but the scream comes out as a loud growl. My hands try to grab something but there's nothing to hold onto.

All I can feel right now is the excruciating pain all over and it doesn't seem to stop.

Suddenly, the pain stops and my whole being sigh in relief. I don't have the time to be relieved of my absence in pain though because as soon as I open my eyes, everything is different... totally different!

I am in my wolf form now.

My senses are heightened to another level. I can see more clearly, hear better, smell sharply and feel everything. It's amazing. I want to cry, but all that comes out as a howl!

My wolf growls happily and instructs me to go for a run.

However, one thing catches my attention and it literally confuses me. 'I am a... grey wolf?' I ask myself. How is this even possible? I've neither heard of nor seen a grey wolf!

There are black wolves which are the Alphas. And then there are other coloured wolves from shades of brown or hybrids of colours. There are white wolves who were granted some healing power, but a grey wolf? I've never known it'd be possible... maybe I am special! Gosh! Who am I even kidding? A special Omega, that's unheard of!

'Hera.' my wolf whispers and something in me perks up at the mention of the name because I've heard that name before!

Where did I hear that name from?

I can't even seem to remember.

'I've heard that name before.' I say to myself and for a long time, my wolf remains silent. 'Mmm...hello?'

'Don't dwell on that dear, why don't we go for a run? You're in need of it right now.' she suggests.

I want to ask who Hera is but it doesn't seem like she wants to talk about it, so I put the matter to rest and start striding towards the door. I'm glad it's wide open since I can't open it in my wolf form.

Inside me, the ringing and humming pull of my mate is still there but I try with all my might to ignore it. Besides, it doesn't seem like my mate cares that much also. If he does, he would have come after me.

He would have already saved me!

Right now, the only thing in my mind is to run therefore I start running. At first, the speed scares me, but soon, it is enjoyable. The wind brushes my fur back as I sprint towards the bushes.

For the first time in such a long time, I feel so free, like no one can ever stop me, no one can ever hurt me.

I'm not weak or powerless now, I can fight. I'm not completely defenceless since I have my wolf with me.

I enjoy the breeze of the passing wind, letting the adrenaline rush through my veins.

But that doesn't last long.

Under my paws, I feel it....inside me, I feel it... I smell it...he's here. My mate is within vicinity!

I look through my surroundings to find him as the adrenaline that heavily pumped my heart disappears, replaced by fear.

My stance has changed to a defensive one, waiting for the impact, waiting for the hurt. A low growl escapes my throat, trying to ward the danger away, but that doesn't work. My claws elongate as I wait to defend myself.

He's coming closer.... I can feel him...his scent is evident. The stir inside me acts as a warm up. His smell is making me feel things, as if my being is supposed to lower my guards in his presence....to surrender to him. My body is going against what I want, but I keep my will strong. I must fight...I'm no longer weak!

I keep backing up as he comes closer. I don't know what to do so I start running again, this time running away from eminent danger. I hope he doesn't come after me, I hope he doesn't notice that I am gone!

I just want to be as far away from him as possible because in my current state, I can't stand another beating!