HER GRACE... (king of Alphas)

Chapter 6*TIME OUT*

||*ALLISON*||

“Earth to Allison… Allison...”

*Snap*

“Oh, Earth to Allison, hello!”

I was far too gone in my head that I failed to notice when Brandon and Aiden came into my room.

“How long have you both been here?” I asked my best friend and my brother.

“The question should be - what were you thinking about?” my lovely brother replied.

Well, for one, I’m not telling him the truth; no one knows about Jason bullying me. They only know he sometimes verbally abuses me, and I don’t want to tell them what’s got me so wrapped up in my thoughts.

“Uh, it’s nothing, just girl stuff,” I answered him quickly, looking around the room.

“Ally, you know not to lie, you can tell us what’s bothering you. We both know it isn’t just girl stuff,” Brandon says, looking at me. I frowned at him.

“Guys, it’s nothing to be worried about, just girl stuff,” I said, hoping they would leave the matter be. Thank God they bought that.

“So you guys want to tell me why you’re here in my room?”

“Sweet sister, your 18th birthday is coming up in a week. We are just so excited about it, we wanted to know if you had anything you wanted to do in mind,” Aiden said.

I had forgotten about it. Not that I’m not happy about my birthday, it’s just that my 18th birthday is when I should find my mate. And I’m not excited about that, though I have always been curious about my mate.

But after all that’s happened in the past five years, I’ve lost all interest in actually meeting him because I know I would get rejected. No one wants a failed werewolf as a mate. How am I even expected to know who he is without my wolf?

I have no explanation for that, and I don’t know why I should be happy about my 18th birthday, when it might end up being just another bad day in the history of my life.

I looked at both Brandon and Aiden, and I heaved a sigh.

“I’m glad to know some people still care enough about me to be happy about my birthday. However, I don’t see a big deal in it. It’s just another random year to mark my failure as a werewolf. It’s nothing to be excited about,” I said to them while staring at the floor.

“Ally, you’re not a failure, you’re the strongest girl I know. Stop seeing yourself as a failure.”

“That’s what you believe, Brandon. Other pack members think otherwise.”

“Sister, you need to stop moping about your birthday. Look on the bright side, you might end up meeting your mate, and all this will be over.” Aiden said, looking at me with hope in his eyes.

“Brother, we both know I am without a wolf, so tell me how on Earth am I supposed to recognize my mate when I see him? My wolf needs to feel the mate bond. I’m neither human nor a werewolf. With no idea what or who I am, how would I know who my mate is? What if he recognizes me and rejects me? It’s better not to expect to meet him than for us to meet and I get rejected in the end. There is enough to deal with, and I’m not ready to add rejection to the list of my problems.”

“Stop speaking so little of yourself, Allison. Stop it! You’re stronger than all this,” Brandon scolded.

“I’ll stop, but I’m sure no one wants a failure as a mate,” I said, shutting up.

The room was silent for a while, not awkward silence but a troubled, somber-filled one.

“Okay, enough with the pity guys, I’m fine! I have you, Aiden. And I’ve got you, Brandon. And I have Mom and dad. Your love is enough for me. Now, you guys want to stay all day or go out with me?” I asked, trying to lighten up the mood.

“I’m down for going out! Where are we headed?” Brandon asked.

“I am famished! I could eat a whole cow, so I say lunch first, then maybe we go bowling? What do you think, Aiden?” I asked my brother, who had been quiet.

“Yeah, I’m hungry as well. I support this motion,” he replies, smiling, and I nod.

“ OK then, mind giving me some privacy while I get dressed? Out you go,” I said while pushing them out the door and locking it behind them.

I got dressed and went downstairs to meet them. We all got into Aiden’s car and drove into town. There is a favourite restaurant of ours in town we always go to; they’ve got the perfect menu!

We made it there and placed our orders; I ordered a salad and Chinese rice, while Brandon and Aiden got pizza and Coke.

After lunch, we went bowling. We all sucked, but it was great. The day went by faster than expected, seeing that it was getting late. I guess having fun makes you lose track of time. We raced back to the car and started heading home.

We dropped Brandon at his place and then Aiden drove us the rest of the way home. I’m content; this is one of those days I don’t feel helpless or hopeless, and I am grateful for it.

I went into my room, stripped out of my clothes, and went into my bathroom, needing a warm bath before retiring for the night.

I look at myself in the mirror and notice that my hair colour is fading out again. I groaned, knowing I needed to redo the dye.

So many things have changed about me ever since my 13th birthday. No one except for Brandon knows about them. First was my hair changing colour.

I woke up one morning, two weeks after my 13th birthday, and noticed my hair colour changed from dark brown to silvery white.

I almost pissed my pants that day, I was so scared and confused. I couldn’t tell my mom and dad about it. How do I explain to them that my hair changed colour in the middle of the night?

I couldn’t step out that day, so I called Brandon for help to get my hair dye from the store in town. Ever since then, I’ve been dying my hair black, and only Brandon knows it’s not my real colour.

On my 14th birthday, something happened to my eyes. My right eye changed from hazel brown to silver with a spike of gold. I have no explanation for any of this because I don’t know why it’s happening, but I’ve been using contact lenses since then.

I don’t want others calling me a freak; my identity as an omega is enough. I’m not ready to face what others will say when they find out about my hair and eyes.

Changes like that have been occurring ever since my 13th birthday. Every year after my birthday, one thing changes.

On my last birthday, my skin got paler than it originally was, and I’ve adapted to wearing long sleeves, long trousers, and basically anything that hides my skin.

I think I’m dying because these changes are unnatural. Maybe my cells are dying slowly little by little. If death’s the case, I’m ready to accept it. Another reason I’m keeping everything to myself is to not worry about my parents; they have enough to deal with right now.

I hope they all end up happy with or without me.

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