2: The Acceptance Letter
1051 Words
~Rina~
I woke up with a dull ache in my chest, the memory of last night replaying like a cruel movie on loop. The sting of Owen’s rejection clung to me and every breath felt heavy. Syl, my wolf, was still curled up deep inside me, too hurt to even whimper. The bond we once clung to was gone, leaving behind only emptiness.
But the world didn’t stop for my broken heart. My stepmother’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Rina! Are you deaf now, too? Get down here and start cleaning, or you’ll regret it!”
I forced myself out of bed, wincing as the rejection pain twisted in my chest. After quickly washing up, I dragged myself to the kitchen, where the endless list of chores awaited me. The floor needed scrubbing, dishes were piled high in the sink, and laundry baskets were overflowing. My body moved on autopilot, scrubbing and wiping as my mind remained trapped in a fog of sorrow.
I was halfway through sweeping the living room when I heard a notification ping from my laptop in my room. For a moment, I considered ignoring it, but something inside me urged me to check. Maybe it was a distraction I desperately needed.
Setting down the broom, I quietly slipped upstairs to my tiny room in the attic, hoping no one would notice my absence. I opened my laptop, and there it was—a message that made my breath hitch in my throat. My hands trembled as I moved the cursor to click on the email.
"Congratulations! You have been accepted into Silverclaw University!"
I blinked, once, twice, then rubbed my eyes, thinking maybe I was seeing things. But it was real. The Silverclaw crest stared back at me, bold and proud. My heart raced as the words sank in. I… I got in? The most prestigious werewolf university in the country? Somewhere only the strongest, most elite werewolves were accepted? My mind spun with disbelief.
Syl perked up, her soft voice barely audible in my thoughts, 'Is this real, Rina? Did we actually get in?'
I nodded slowly, still in shock. I had applied to several universities, fully expecting to be rejected from Silverclaw. It was a long shot, a dream that felt too far out of reach. I was just a mute omega, invisible to everyone. Yet here I was, staring at an acceptance letter from the one place I never thought I’d belong.
Just as I started to let the joy sink in, the door to my room burst open, and my stepsisters barged in, their usual sneers plastered on their faces. “What are you doing up here, slacking off again?” sneered Clara, the older of the two.
Before I could even react, Bethany, the younger one, peered over my shoulder at the screen. Her eyes widened, and she gasped loudly, causing Clara to lean in closer. They both stared at the screen in stunned silence.
“No way,” Clara whispered, disbelief dripping from her voice. “This… this has to be some kind of mistake.”
Bethany’s face twisted with jealousy. “You got into Silverclaw? How?! You’re just a pathetic mute nobody! There’s no way they’d accept someone like you!”
My fingers itched to sign something, anything, but I was still too stunned to move. Their shocked faces mirrored my own disbelief. They had tried to get into Silverclaw multiple times, bragging about how they’d dominate the entrance exams, but they were rejected every time. And yet here I was, someone they bullied endlessly, staring an acceptance letter from the one place they desperately wanted to be.
Clara’s eyes narrowed as she hissed, “You must’ve cheated somehow. How could a loser like you get in when we couldn’t?”
'We really got in,' Syl whispered in awe. Her voice was still soft, but there was a flicker of hope in it. 'We did it, Rina. We’re going to Silverclaw.'
Bethany grabbed my arm roughly, yanking me out of my daze. “Don’t think this changes anything! Just because you somehow got in doesn’t mean you’re special. You’re still the worthless, mute omega you’ve always been.”
I yanked my arm free, biting down the urge to flinch. They couldn’t take this from me, no matter how much they wanted to. For once, something good had happened, something that wasn’t just a cruel trick or another reason for them to mock me. This was real, and it was mine.
But as I stood there, still reeling from the shock, I couldn’t ignore the lingering fear. Silverclaw was a world of its own—a world where only the strongest thrived. And I was stepping into it alone, still nursing the fresh wounds of rejection. But despite the fear gnawing at me, there was also a spark of determination.
For the first time in a long time, I felt like maybe, just maybe, there was a future where I could rise above everything that held me down. A future where I wouldn’t just be the mute girl everyone overlooked.
Syl’s voice hummed in agreement, her strength slowly returning. 'We’ll show them, Rina. We’ll show everyone that we’re not as weak as they think.'
I swallowed hard and nodded. I had to be strong, for myself, for Syl, for whatever awaited us at Silverclaw. This was our chance to finally break free from the chains that had held us captive for so long.
Clara’s snide voice cut through my thoughts, bringing me back to the present. “Don’t think this is over, Rina. We’ll make sure you regret ever thinking you could outshine us.”
They stormed out, slamming the door behind them. I stared at the closed door, my heart still racing, but it wasn’t fear that pounded in my chest now. It was determination, a fire igniting within me that I hadn’t felt in years.
I glanced back at the acceptance letter on the screen, a small smile tugging at my lips. Silverclaw was my chance to start over, to prove that I was more than the broken girl they thought I was. It wouldn’t be easy, but for the first time in my life, I felt like I had a shot at something more.
3: Bullied On The First Day
1789 Words
~Rina~
The moment I stepped onto the campus of Silverclaw University, I felt like I’d been dropped into another world. Towering buildings made of sleek glass and stone stretched as far as I could see.
The campus was massive, far larger than anything I could have imagined. Everywhere I looked, there were students, but they weren’t just ordinary students. They were powerful, confident, and radiated an aura of strength that instantly made me shrink into myself.
The person assigned to guide me through the campus, a girl named Ava, seemed friendly enough, but even she had an air of authority about her. Her strides were long and confident, her clothes perfect, an opposite to my worn-out jeans and faded sweater.
As we walked, she rattled off information about the university, but most of it flew over my head. I was too busy trying to take everything in without making it obvious how out of place I felt.
“Silverclaw isn’t like other schools,” Ava explained, glancing at me from the corner of her eye. “We only take the best of the best here—Alphas, Betas, and a few exceptional omegas, but those are rare. Most of the students come from elite packs, so you’ll be rubbing shoulders with some of the wealthiest and most powerful werewolves in the world.”
Her words made my stomach churn. I didn’t belong here. Not even a little bit. My clothes, secondhand and patched up in places, screamed that I didn’t fit in.
As we passed a group of students, I couldn’t help but overhear their conversations. They were talking about vacations in private villas, exclusive parties, and expensive gifts their packs sent them.
I clutched the straps of my bag tighter, my eyes darting around. Everywhere I looked, I saw luxury polished floors, sparkling fountains, and high-end stores built into the campus itself. I’d never seen anything like it.
‘We’re really out of our league here,’ Syl murmured, her voice small and uneasy.
"I know," I replied back in my head. "But we have to try, right?"
Syl didn’t respond, and I could feel her nervous energy mirroring my own.
As we walked further, Ava pointed out various buildings—the library, which looked more like a cathedral than anything else, the training grounds, and the dormitories. “You’ll be in the West Wing,” she said. “That’s where most of the omegas are housed. But don’t worry, it’s still nice—just not as extravagant as the East Wing, where the Alphas and Betas live.”
I nodded, trying to ignore the pit forming in my stomach. The idea of living in a place where I was already segregated felt like another reminder that I didn’t truly belong. But I forced myself to keep going, even when it felt like everyone’s eyes were on me.
As we rounded a corner, I caught sight of a group of boys walking across the courtyard. They were tall, broad-shouldered, and moved with a kind of grace that only came from strength. Their laughter rang out as they passed by, their sharp eyes scanning the area. I noticed how other students glanced at them with either admiration or fear. It was clear they were high-ranking—probably Alphas.
I kept my head down, not wanting to draw attention. Ava must’ve noticed because she gave a soft laugh. “Those are the kind of guys you want to stay clear of. Axel, Ryder and Kade. They’re the triplet Alphas of the Darkmoon Pack—one of the wealthiest in the country. They don’t mess with anyone outside their circle.”
One of the boys glanced our way, his eyes briefly locking onto mine. I quickly looked away, feeling my heart race. I couldn’t tell if it was fear or just pure intimidation.
As we continued, we passed a group of girls who looked like they’d stepped out of a fashion magazine. They were stunning—long, flowing hair, designer clothes, and perfectly manicured nails. They were laughing among themselves, but I noticed the way their eyes narrowed when they saw me. One of them, a blonde with ice-cold blue eyes, sneered and whispered something to her friend, who giggled in response.
Ava sighed, rolling her eyes. “That’s Cassandra and her little clique. They’re all from Alpha families, and they know it. Just ignore them. They love picking on anyone they think is beneath them.”
I could feel Syl getting enraged inside me, ready to lash out, but I calmed her down. This wasn’t the place to draw attention. Not yet.
Finally, we reached the West Wing dorms. They were still impressive, but compared to what I’d seen earlier, they were much simpler. Ava handed me a key and smiled, though there was a hint of pity in her eyes. “This is where you’ll be staying. If you need anything, just let me know. And remember, just because you’re an omega doesn’t mean you can’t stand out. You’ve made it this far, Rina.”
I nodded, but the words felt hollow. As I opened the door to my room, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of everything pressing down on me. I was in a place where I was surrounded by power, strength, and wealth, while I was barely holding it together.
Once inside, I let out a shaky breath. Syl whimpered softly, her anxiety mirroring mine. ‘Do you think we’ll survive here, Rina?’ she asked, her voice trembling.
I took a deep breath, trying to push down the fear that threatened to choke me. "We have to, Syl. This is our only chance."
But deep down, I wasn’t so sure. Silverclaw University was a place for the elite, and I was just a girl who’d been beaten down so many times that I wasn’t even sure how to stand back up.
°•°
I was walking through campus, trying to find my way back to the dorms when I heard laughter. It wasn’t the friendly kind—it was harsh, mocking, and sent a shiver down my spine. I hesitated for a moment, glancing around to see where it was coming from, but before I could react, I found myself face-to-face with three towering figures.
They stood in my path like a wall—three guys who were easily over six feet tall, each radiating raw power and authority. Their presence was overwhelming. I quickly recoiled and took a step back, clutching the straps of my bag tighter.
“Look what we have here,” one of them sneered, his eyes raking over me from head to toe. “A lost little puppy.”
I recognized them immediately. Axel, Ryder, and Kade—Alphas of the Darkmoon Pack. Ava had told me about them earlier. They were infamous—ruthless and feared, with no regard for anyone beneath them. And right now, all their attention was focused on me.
I felt my heart race as they circled around me, their eyes filled with amusement. Axel, the tallest of the three, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, leaned in close, a smirk tugging at his lips. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” His voice was smooth, laced with mockery.
I opened my mouth to respond, but of course, nothing came out. Instead, I lowered my head, trying to avoid their stares, hoping they’d just lose interest and move on. But they didn’t.
Ryder, with sandy blond hair and sharp features, laughed. “She’s too scared to even talk. Pathetic.” He stepped closer, plucking at my faded sweater with a look of disgust. “Where’d you get these rags? A dumpster?”
Kade, the one with jet-black hair and a sinister grin, chimed in. “Maybe she’s from some backwater pack. Only someone from the slums would show up dressed like this.” His voice dripped with disdain as he nudged me with his shoulder, almost knocking me off balance.
I stumbled slightly, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. My eyes stung, but I refused to let the tears fall. They didn’t know anything about me—who I was, what I’d been through. But that didn’t stop them from tearing me down like I was nothing.
‘Stay calm, Rina,’ Syl urged in my head, her voice trembling. ‘Don’t give them the satisfaction.’
But it was hard. Every word they threw at me was like a dagger, reopening wounds that hadn’t even begun to heal after Owen’s rejection.
Axel crossed his arms, tilting his head as if studying me. “You’re not even worth our time. How’d someone like you even get accepted here?”
I glanced up at them, signing desperately, “I don’t want any trouble,” but of course, they had no idea what I was trying to say. My hands froze mid-motion as they exchanged confused looks.
“What is she doing?” Ryder scoffed. “Is she some kind of freak?”
Kade chuckled darkly. “Maybe she’s just dumb. No wonder she can’t even speak.”
The sting of those words hit harder than I expected. I swallowed back the lump in my throat, wishing I could disappear. I was nothing to them—just another target to bully and break. And the worst part? No one around us dared to step in. Students passed by, some watching with curiosity, others pretending not to see, but no one intervened.
Axel took a step closer, leaning down so that he was at eye level with me. “Here’s some advice,” he said coldly, his voice low and menacing. “Know your place. You might have slipped through the cracks to get into this school, but that doesn’t mean you belong here.”
They all laughed, the sound echoing in the courtyard, loud and cruel. I couldn’t move, couldn’t even breathe properly. I was small in their midst, like a lamb surrounded by wolves. And they knew it. They could smell my fear, and it only seemed to fuel their arrogance.
“I can’t do this, Syl,” I thought, barely able to hold back the tears. “I’m not strong enough.”
‘You are,’ Syl replied, though even she sounded unsure. 'We’ll get through this. We have to.’
The mocking continued, their voices blending together in a mix of insults and jeers. It felt like an eternity before they finally got bored and walked away, leaving me standing there, humiliated and trembling.
But as they left, I caught the smirk on Axel’s face. “Welcome to Silverclaw, little omega,” he taunted. “You’re going to wish you never set foot here.”
4: When It Gets Worse
2001 Words
~Rina~
The first day of lectures at Silverclaw University was far from what I’d hoped for. I walked into the lecture hall with a shaky smile, clutching my notebook tightly, but the stares I received were anything but welcoming. My clothes, already a reminder of how out of place I felt, drew more than a few disparaging glances. I could almost hear the whispers, the judgments behind their eyes.
The room was filled with conversation as students paired off and discussed the course material. I tried to introduce myself through the sign language I’d grown so accustomed to, but no one seemed interested. Most of my coursemates avoided making eye contact, their whispers growing louder as they began to realize I was mute. I could see the shock on their faces when they noticed I wasn’t speaking.
A guy in the front row snorted. “Look at her—can’t even speak. Is she for real?”
His friend chuckled. “Yeah, a mute omega? In this day and age?”
The mocking laughter stung like a thousand needles. I slunk into a seat at the back, hoping to stay out of their way, but it was impossible to ignore the feeling of being an outsider.
The rest of the day was a blur of lectures where no one spoke to me, and I became a silent observer in a room full of voices. I tried to focus on the notes, but the occasional snickers and glances made it hard. When it was time for a break, I hurried out of the classroom, avoiding the crowd as best as I could.
That’s when I saw them—the triplet Alphas, Axel, Ryder, and Kade. They walked down the hall like they owned it, surrounded by their beta, some boys from their pack and a throng of admirers. As soon as I spotted them, I ducked into a nearby alcove, my heart racing. Their presence was intimidating, had an aura of power that made the air feel heavy. I watched in horror as they approached a pair of guys who looked like they were caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I couldn’t hear the exact words, but I saw Axel grab one of them by the collar, and in seconds, Ryder and Kade joined in. The boys tried to defend themselves, but it was no use. The Alphas couldn't be stopped, their were blows powerful and earth shattering. The hallway was filled with grunts and the sickening thud of fists against flesh. It was clear no one dared to intervene. The other students watched with fear and fascination, some even cheering quietly.
Syl whimpered in my mind, her fear mirroring my own. ‘They’re dangerous, Rina. We have to stay out of their way.’
“I know,” I signed back, trying to steady my trembling hands. “I just want to get through today.”
After the scene in the hallway, I felt a chill settle over me. The rest of the day was a cruel repetition of the first. At lunch, I found a secluded spot in the bathroom to eat, away from prying eyes. The cold tiles against my back were a small comfort as I ate quickly, trying to stay as invisible as possible.
But even there, I wasn’t entirely safe. Students crowded the cafeteria, and as I walked back to my next class, a few of them deliberately bumped into me, laughing as I stumbled and fell to the floor. I caught a glimpse of their smirks and heard the muted laughter around me. No one offered a hand or an apology; they just walked on, leaving me behind.
Cassandra and her clique had stayed away, but it was clear I had become a point of curiosity, though not the kind I wanted. The mocking and ridiculing seemed to have made me something of an oddity, and though I didn’t have the strength to care about that now, it was evident I was becoming known for all the wrong reasons.
As the day wore on, I tried to prepare myself for the evening. There was a party for the freshers, a common ritual at Silverclaw, but the thought of attending terrified me. I didn’t have any nice clothes, and the idea of being surrounded by more powerful and confident students made me want to hide forever.
Ava must’ve seen the fear in my eyes. When she came by to check on me, she was all smiles, but there was a softness in her gaze. “Hey, Rina. You should come to the party tonight. It’s a good way to meet people and start fresh.”
I hesitated, shaking my head, “I don’t have anything to wear. I’m scared, Ava.”
Her eyes softened even more, and she nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you covered. I’ll lend you something from my closet, and I’ll help with your hair and makeup. You deserve to have a good time.”
Ava’s kindness was soothing. She helped me pick out a simple but elegant dress, and with her guidance, I was able to manage my hair and makeup. For the first time that day, I felt a bit like I belonged. The dress was a bit too fancy for my taste, but it made me feel less like a ragged outsider and more like someone who could at least blend in.
When it was finally time to head to the party, Ava and I walked together, and though my nerves were still frayed, I felt a glimmer of hope. The night held the promise of a fresh start, a chance to maybe, just maybe, find a place where I wasn’t treated like an outcast.
The party at Silverclaw University was in full swing by the time Ava and I arrived. The atmosphere was electric, filled with pulsating music, flashing lights, and a sea of students mingling, drinking, and dancing. For a brief moment, I thought I might actually enjoy myself. Ava squeezed my hand reassuringly, and I could feel a tiny spark of hope as she guided me through the crowd.
“Just stick with me,” Ava said, her voice almost lost in the din of the party. “I’ll introduce you to some people. They’re not as bad as they seem.”
As we approached a group of students who seemed to be having a good time, their confidence was almost evident. They laughed and chatted easily, their auras so commanding that it was like trying to breathe in a room filled with smoke. Despite their intimidating presence, they greeted us warmly. Ava made the introductions, and for the first time that day, I felt like I was being treated with a bit of normalcy. I was still nervous, but their smiles and polite nods were a small comfort.
We stood around with drinks in our hands—red and gold punch, cocktails with shimmering garnishes, and frothy beers. I hesitated, glancing at the array of beverages, unsure of what to choose. The party was lively, with everyone socializing, dancing, and enjoying themselves. I was just beginning to feel somewhat at ease when I noticed Cassandra walking toward me.
Cassandra’s approach was unexpected. Her usual aloof demeanor was replaced with an unnervingly sweet smile. “Rina, right?” she said, her tone overly friendly. “I’ve heard so much about you.”
I was stunned, unsure of what to say. I had expected her to continue ignoring me or worse. She was smiling, complimenting my hair and the borrowed dress that Ava had lent me. “I love your dress and your hair. It’s so... different,” she said, her eyes were filled with curiosity and something else I couldn’t quite place.
Syl’s anxiety flared. ‘Something’s not right. Be careful.’
I nodded, my fingers twisting nervously. Before I could react, Cassandra took my hand, her grip firm but not painful. “Come with me. I want to introduce you to my friends.”
Caught off guard and unsure how to respond, I followed her, my heart pounding. She led me away from the group Ava had introduced me to, and we soon found ourselves surrounded by a new crowd. They were all wearing confident, almost predatory smiles. The air was thick with anticipation, and I felt the weight of dozens of eyes on me.
Then, to my horror, I saw the triplet Alphas—Axel, Ryder, and Kade—approaching. They were followed by their usual group of boys, their faces were masks of feigned surprise when they spotted me.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Axel’s voice was smooth but held a dangerous edge. “If it isn’t our little mute omega.”
Ryder and Kade stood beside him, their were of mockery and amusement. “Looks like someone’s slumming it with the wrong crowd,” Kade sneered.
The entire group erupted in laughter, and my stomach twisted with dread. I tried to step back, but Cassandra’s grip on my arm was unyielding.
“Let me go,” I signed urgently, my heart racing.
But Cassandra just laughed, her eyes cold. “Oh, don’t be shy, Rina. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.”
Axel stepped forward, his eyes glinting with malicious amusement. “You know, we’ve heard rumors about you. They say you’re mute. What a pathetic little story. Do you think you’re fooling anyone?”
I looked up at him, trying to stay composed, but the fear was overwhelming. I wanted to disappear. Ryder and Kade stood on either side of me, their presence reminder of how small and powerless I was.
Axel gestured to the other boys, and without warning, two of them grabbed me roughly, holding my arms behind my back. I struggled, but their grip was too strong. Ryder and Kade exchanged looks of satisfaction as they handed a series of steaming cups of tea to Axel.
“Time to test your silence,” Axel said, his voice dripping with cruelty. He shoved the cup towards my face. “Drink up. Maybe it’ll help you find your voice.”
Tears streamed down my face as I tried to refuse, but Axel forced the tea into my mouth, the hot liquid burning my throat. I coughed and spluttered, but they didn’t relent, shoving more tea down my throat. I felt like I was choking, the heat and the pressure too much to bear.
Syl was howling in my mind, ‘Rina, hold on! We have to get out of here!’
But it was useless. My sobs and the nonstop laughter of the Alphas and Cassandra filled the air. Cassandra moved closer, pouring beer over my head and down my dress, the cold liquid mixing with the tears streaming down my face. Her laugh was harsh, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
“Look at you,” she said, her voice condescending. “A pathetic, useless freak. You thought you could come here and fit in?”
I couldn’t speak, couldn’t even move properly. The heat from the tea and the cold from the beer had left me feeling disoriented and humiliated. My throat was raw, my body trembling uncontrollably. The crowd watched with curiosity and satisfaction, their laughter mingling with the thumping music.
Ava finally pushed through the crowd, her face pale with horror. “Stop this! Leave her alone!” she shouted, trying to intervene. But her voice was barely audible over the noise, and the Alphas ignored her pleas.
I could barely see through my tears, but I caught glimpses of Ava trying to pry the boys away from me, her attempts futile against their strength. I was nothing more than an object of ridicule.
As I sat there, broken and humiliated, I knew this night had been the worst possible start to my new life at Silverclaw. I was an outcast, a target for bullying, and nothing seemed to be going right.
5: Mates And The Hate They Give
2170 Words
~Rina~
Two days had passed since the party, and I’d spent every second locked in my room, replaying the humiliation over and over. The memories clung to me like a second skin, making it impossible to sleep, to eat, or even think straight. When I finally managed to drag myself out of bed on the third day, it was like forcing my body through molasses. Every muscle ached with exhaustion, every step felt heavy with dread.
Stepping onto campus was no easier. The stares, the whispers—they sliced through me like invisible blades. I kept my head down, shoulders hunched, praying that no one would notice me. My fingers trembled as I clutched my books close to my chest, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other. I didn’t even bother looking up until I felt a sharp shove from behind, causing me to stumble forward.
My heart skipped a beat as I realized I was surrounded. A group of boys stood in a half-circle around me, sneering and laughing like a pack of hyenas. Panic gripped my chest, squeezing out any breath I had left. I took a step back, but there was no escape.
“What do we have here?” one of them jeered, his voice dripping with mockery. “The little freak thinks she can hide forever.”
Before I could react, the crowd of boys parted, and my blood ran cold. Striding toward me with smug grins and eyes gleaming with malice were the triplet Alphas. My worst nightmares made flesh. Axel, Ryder, and Kade.
“There she is,” Axel drawled, his tone as sharp as a blade. “The mute who thought she could just disappear after that little show at the party.”
Ryder leaned in, poking me hard on the forehead. “Did you enjoy your little pity party, freak? Did you cry yourself to sleep like the pathetic omega you are?”
Kade’s laughter was dark and filled with cruelty. “Oh, come on, guys. Maybe she’s just waiting for someone to knock some sense into her. What do you think? Should we help her out?”
Their words felt like hot needles piercing my skin, each one pushing me closer to the edge. My heart pounded, and Syl’s voice rang in my mind, pleading with me to stay calm. ‘Don’t do it, Rina. Don’t let them get to you. Just walk away.’
But I couldn’t. I was boiling inside, my vision blurring as anger surged through me. They kept taunting me, prodding me like I was some kind of broken toy.
Then Axel did something that shattered whatever fragile control I had left. He yanked on the chain of my necklace, breaking it off with a single tug. The small pendant—a keepsake from my mother—fell to the ground and rolled away, out of reach. A piece of me broke along with it.
Syl’s voice became desperate. ‘Rina, don’t let it out! Please, don’t!’
But it was too late.
The rage inside me exploded like a dam bursting. A scream ripped from my throat—raw, guttural, and unlike anything I’d ever heard before. It wasn’t just a scream; it was a force, a wave of sound that tore through the air with the power of a hurricane. Windows shattered, glass splintered into shards, and the sheer impact sent everyone around me staggering backward in shock.
The boys who had been surrounding me froze, their mocking expressions replaced with wide-eyed terror. The triplets stared at me, their smug grins wiped clean as they realized what had just happened. They looked stunned, even shaken.
For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. I was on the ground, gasping for breath, my hands trembling as the sound of shattering glass echoed in my ears. My mind was a storm of emotions—fear, rage, grief—all mixing together in a violent whirlpool.
Then Syl’s voice cut through the chaos, sharp and clear. ‘Mates. They’re our second chance mates.’
The word hit me like a punch to the gut. My gaze locked with Axel’s first, then Ryder’s, and finally Kade’s. Their expressions morphed from shock to something unreadable—disbelief, confusion, and a hint of anger all mixed together. I could see it in their eyes. They felt it too.
“No,” I mouthed silently, shaking my head in denial. This couldn’t be real. It couldn’t be happening. Not them. Not after everything they’d done to me.
But the truth was undeniable. The pull, the connection—I could feel it thrumming beneath my skin, as if some invisible thread had bound us together in that instant. And I hated it. I hated them.
The silence stretched on, thick with tension. No one moved. No one spoke. The triplet Alphas looked as if they were caught between fury and disbelief, their eyes flicking between each other and me. I could see the gears turning in their minds, trying to make sense of this twisted reality.
Finally, Axel’s voice broke the silence, low and venomous. “This… this has to be a joke.”
Ryder’s jaw clenched, his eyes blazing with anger. “No way. This can’t be real.”
Kade looked down at me with disgust and confusion. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Her?”
I could barely hold back the tears burning in my eyes. My world had been turned upside down in a matter of seconds. But as I lay there, shaking and broken, one thing became painfully clear.
I was mated to the very monsters who had made my life a living hell.
And they looked like they hated it just as much as I did.
The silence that followed was a cold, suffocating blanket. The triplet Alphas were staring at me as if I was a stain they couldn’t wipe off, their eyes darkening with something far more dangerous than disbelief—hatred.
“This has to be a bad dream,” Ryder finally sneered, his lip curling in disgust. “There’s no way in hell*you* are our mate.”
“Look at her,” Kade growled, his voice dripping with venom. “A mute, a freak. There’s no way we’re bound to something so… pathetic.”
Axel’s gaze was cold, calculating. He took a step closer, and instinctively, I backed away, my heart hammering against my ribs. But there was nowhere to run. In an instant, he grabbed me by the arm, yanking me to my feet with a force that made me wince. “You’re not going anywhere until we figure out what the hell you did. What kind of freak show are you running, huh?”
Tears stung my eyes as I desperately signed with trembling hands, “Please, reject me. I don’t want this. Just reject me and let me go.”
But instead of mercy, their expressions twisted with something colder. “Reject you?” Ryder laughed, the sound sharp and cruel. “Why would we make it that easy for you?”
“We don’t know what you are,” Axel said, his grip tightening on my arm. “But you don’t get to run from this. You think you can just scream and break every glass in sight and get away with it?”
“Freaks don’t get to make demands,” Kade snarled. “You’re ours now. Whether we like it or not.”
A shiver ran down my spine at the sheer malice in their words. They didn’t want me, that much was clear, but they refused to let me go. The bond that should have brought warmth and protection only seemed to fuel their contempt. I was nothing more than a curse in their eyes—a burden they were forced to carry.
I tried again, signing frantically, “Please, just reject me! I can’t be your mate!”
But they weren’t listening. They were too focused on their anger, on punishing me for something I couldn’t control. Ryder yanked me away from Axel, dragging me toward a secluded alley behind one of the buildings. “You need to learn your place, freak.”
Before I could react, they shoved me against the wall, their eyes gleaming with twisted satisfaction. “You think you can embarrass us like that?” Kade hissed, leaning in so close I could feel his breath on my face. “You think we’ll let you off that easy?”
They started mocking me, poking and prodding like I was some kind of broken toy. “Come on, say something,” Axel taunted, knowing full well I couldn’t. “Or are you just gonna scream like a banshee again?”
Ryder’s laugh was cold, heartless. “She’s probably faking it. Just a freak pretending to be mute for attention.”
They continued their verbal assault, each word chipping away at whatever strength I had left. My vision blurred with tears, and I could feel Syl pacing restlessly in my mind, her growls growing louder and more agitated. ‘Rina, let me out. I’ll tear them apart! They don’t deserve to touch us!’
But I was too weak, too broken. The humiliation, the pain—it was all too much. My body trembled as I sank to my knees, signing one last desperate plea, “Please… just reject me.”
But they only laughed harder. “No way, freak. You’re stuck with us, whether you like it or not,” Kade spat, his eyes filled with cold amusement. “And we’ll make sure you never forget it.”
Something inside me snapped. Syl took control, her rage exploding through the cracks in my shattered will. My vision darkened as I felt the shift take over, bones snapping, fur sprouting—Syl was out, and she wasn’t holding back. A deep, feral growl rumbled from her chest, filled with a hatred that matched theirs.
The triplets recoiled, momentarily startled by the sudden shift. But their surprise quickly turned to anger. “You think that’s gonna scare us?” Axel sneered, stepping forward. “You’re just a weak omega with a broken wolf. You can’t stand up to us.”
Syl’s growl only deepened, her sharp eyes locked onto them with deadly intent. ‘You think you can break us?’ she snarled in my mind, her voice filled with a fierce determination. ‘We won’t go down without a fight!’
But the triplets weren’t intimidated. They circled around us like predators, their eyes glinting with sadistic glee. “Looks like the freak has some bite after all,” Ryder taunted, cracking his knuckles. “Let’s see how far it gets her.”
Before Syl could lunge, they moved as one, overwhelming us with sheer strength and speed. Axel and Kade pinned us down while Ryder grabbed a fistful of our fur, yanking our head back painfully. “You think you’re tough now? You’re still just a weak little freak pretending to be something you’re not.”
Syl thrashed against them, but they were too strong. I could feel her frustration, her desperation to protect us, but we were trapped, outmatched in every way. They pushed us harder, refusing to let up until Syl’s growls turned to whimpers of exhaustion.
And then they hit us with the final blow. “You’re nothing,” Axel whispered coldly, his eyes boring into ours with pure hatred. “No matter what happens, no matter what you do, you’ll always be just a broken, worthless freak.”
I could feel Syl’s strength faltering, her energy draining away as she fought to keep us from collapsing entirely. But the damage was done. They had ripped apart what little hope I had left, leaving me hollow and defeated.
And just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, Cassandra appeared, her smug smile twisting into something sinister. “Oh, poor Rina,” she cooed mockingly. “You’ve stirred up trouble again?”
Before I could react, she poured a bottle of beer over my head, the cold liquid soaking through my hair and clothes. “Maybe this will wash away some of that freakishness,” she sneered, her laughter echoing in my ears as I sank deeper into despair.
Syl’s growls faded, replaced by a pained whimper as she retreated back into the shadows of my mind, leaving me utterly alone. The triplets released me, their expressions filled with contempt as they stepped back, watching me crumple to the ground.
“Stay out of our way, freak,” Ryder spat, giving me one last shove before they walked away, their cruel laughter ringing in my ears.
I was left on the cold ground, drenched, shaking, and utterly broken. The world around me blurred as tears streamed down my face. I was nothing. Less than nothing. And now, I was bound to the very monsters who had destroyed whatever was left of me.
And they weren’t going to let me go.
6: Like A Curse
874 Words
~Axel~
The day started like any other—bright, clear skies over Silverclaw University, the tension between us barely contained after everything that had happened with that mute freak. We tried to push it down, pretend it didn’t bother us, but I knew my brothers felt it too. We’d never been in this kind of situation before—mated to someone we despised. It was like a curse hanging over us.
Kade was itching for a fight, throwing punches at the air, and Ryder had that restless energy too. I was trying to keep calm, to focus on anything else, but deep down, I felt the same irritation. We were at the football field, trying to blow off steam. But something was different today. I could feel it in the air—something heavy, charged, like the world was holding its breath.
We didn’t get much time to think before everything went to hell.
It started as a regular scrimmage—some guys challenging us, probably thinking they could test the infamous triplets. We’d crushed them easily enough, laughing as we tossed them aside like ragdolls. But then, out of nowhere, another pack of wolves charged onto the field. They weren’t from our school. Rogues? No, something worse. Their eyes were wild, bloodshot, and filled with an uncontrollable rage.
“Axel, these guys aren’t alright!” Ryder growled, his eyes flashing gold as he began to shift, fur rising along his arms.
I felt it too. The air was thick with something dark, something that made my wolf, Rodolfo, snarl and snap within me. But there was no time to think about it—one of those wolves lunged at us, and instinct took over. I shifted in an instant, fur ripping through skin, bones cracking as I let my Alpha wolf take full control. My brothers were right there with me, a wall of teeth and claws as we tore into the attackers.
Blood sprayed across the field as claws ripped through flesh. The growls and roars echoed, blending with the screams of onlookers. I bit down on a rogue’s shoulder, my jaws crushing bone as I shook him until he went limp. But no matter how many we took down, more kept coming. And these weren’t regular wolves—they fought like they had nothing to lose, like they were possessed.
Kade was in full beast mode, a blur of black fur and fangs, tearing through anyone who came near him. Ryder was just as deadly, his snarls savage as he ripped into a wolf’s flank. But I could feel it—something was wrong. Our movements were getting slower, our strength fading. Every time we struck, it felt like the energy was being sucked out of us.
“What the hell is happening?” I barked out, struggling to keep my focus as a wave of dizziness hit me.
And then it all went south.
Kade let out a blood-curdling scream, clutching his head as he shifted back to human form, his eyes wide with terror. Blood was pouring from his ears, staining his shirt as he stumbled, collapsing to the ground. “Make it stop!” he screamed, his voice broken, desperate.
Ryder wasn’t any better. He dropped to his knees, clawing at his head like he was trying to rip something out. “It’s in my head! Get it out!” he howled, his voice cracking. Blood streamed from his ears too, and I could see the panic in his eyes.
My own vision started to blur, a sharp ringing tearing through my skull. It was like knives digging into my brain, each pulse of pain worse than the last. I tried to fight it, but my legs buckled, and I hit the ground hard. Rodolfo was thrashing inside, howling in agony, but I couldn’t shift. I was paralyzed, trapped in my human form, gasping for air as everything went dark around the edges.
“What the hell is this?!” I forced out, my voice barely a whisper as the ringing in my ears grew louder, turning into a deafening screech.
But no one answered. Kade was already unconscious, his body twitching, blood pooling around his head. Ryder was still screaming, clutching his head as his eyes rolled back, foam bubbling at his mouth. And me—I couldn’t move, couldn’t see. My vision was gone, replaced by nothing but darkness and that horrible, shrieking noise.
It was like the Moon Goddess herself had cursed us. Something more powerful than anything we’d ever faced was ripping us apart from the inside out. I clawed at the ground, trying to drag myself toward my brothers, but my limbs were numb, useless.
People were shouting, trying to get close, but no one could help. We were Alphas, the strongest of the strong, but we were being torn down like we were nothing. This wasn’t a normal fight—it was something more sinister, something beyond our control.
And then, as quickly as it started, everything stopped. Silence fell over the field, the only sound the ragged gasps of breath as I tried to pull myself back from the brink of unconsciousness. But even in the silence, the damage was done.
7: Bound by Fury and Fate
1034 Words
~Axel~
The darkness was suffocating, pressing down on my chest, pinning me to the edge of oblivion. I could hear faint echoes in the distance, distorted, like they were coming from underwater. My head throbbed with every muffled beat, my limbs felt like they were encased in cement, and every attempt to move sent sharp, paralyzing pain up my spine. But the worst part was the numbness—a deep, terrifying numbness that crawled through my veins, making me wonder if I’d ever be able to feel anything again.
I blinked slowly, trying to focus, but all I could see were blurs—shadows shifting in and out of the fog that clouded my vision. A voice cut through, familiar, but distant.
"Alpha? Alpha Axel, can you hear me?"
It was Adrian, my beta. His voice was strained, filled with worry, but there was a harshness to it too—like he was trying to hold himself together. I tried to respond, but my throat felt raw, like it had been scraped with sandpaper. All I managed was a weak groan.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t even lift a finger. My body felt foreign, like it wasn’t mine anymore. Panic clawed at my chest as I tried to sit up, but my muscles refused to listen. All I could do was lie there, helpless, staring up at the ceiling in our apartment. The place felt cold, empty, nothing like it usually did.
Adrian’s face finally swam into view, blurry but there. “Thank the Goddess, you’re awake,” he muttered, leaning closer. “You've been out for days, Axel. I didn’t know if you were going to come back.”
Days? It felt like it had only been moments since the football field—the blood, the chaos, the searing pain that had ripped through my skull like someone had driven a spike into it. And my brothers… Kade, Ryder… Where were they?
I tried to speak, but my voice came out as a rasp. “My… brothers?”
Adrian’s expression darkened, and I could see the tension in his clenched jaw. “They’re still not waking up, Axel. Their conditions… they’ve only gotten worse. Kade’s body is barely responding, and Ryder… he’s in constant pain. They’re both trapped in their wolves. I’ve never seen anything like this.”
I could feel a cold sweat breaking out across my skin. This wasn’t supposed to happen. We were the strongest—the triplet Alphas of Silverclaw. Nothing was supposed to break us. But now… now we were crumbling. I could see the fear in Adrian’s eyes, the kind of fear no Alpha’s beta should ever have.
“What… what did this to us?” I forced out, but I already knew the answer, even if I didn’t want to admit it.
A name roared in my mind, echoing with a fury that shook every inch of my being. Rina.
My wolf, Rodolfo was awake now, surging with a desperate need. ‘It’s her. The mate. We need her,’ he growled, a snarl rippling through his voice. ‘Only she can fix this.’
I gritted my teeth, anger flaring up inside me. The last person I ever wanted to see again was that mute, pathetic excuse of an Omega. How could she be the one we needed? How could someone like her hold that kind of power over us? We despised her, every part of her existence was a stain on what we stood for. But my wolf didn’t care about that—he was driven by instinct, and right now, that instinct was screaming that without her, we were doomed.
Adrian leaned in closer, his face tightening with concern. “Alpha, what do we do? We can’t keep them like this forever. They’re suffering.”
I swallowed hard, trying to push past the pain and focus. “Find her,” I croaked, my voice barely a whisper. “Bring her… now.”
Adrian’s eyes widened. “You mean the Omega? The one who—”
“Just do it!” I snarled, the force behind my words surprising even me. I could feel my heart racing, each beat sending a fresh wave of agony through my body. But I couldn’t afford to let that stop me. “If she’s what we need to survive… if she’s the only one who can reverse this, then bring her. I don’t care what it takes.”
The thought of relying on someone so weak, so beneath us, burned like acid in my throat. But the reality was clear—we were at her mercy. My wolf rumbled with frustration, hating the very idea of needing her, but he was non-stop in his demand. We had to find her, no matter what.
Adrian didn’t waste a second. He nodded, determination flashing in his eyes as he got to his feet. “I’ll track her down, Alpha. I’ll bring her back.”
As he left, the silence of the room closed in again, leaving me alone with the gnawing dread crawling under my skin. I couldn’t shake the image of her—of Rina’s wide, terrified eyes as she screamed, the force of it ripping through us like nothing I’d ever felt before. That scream had shattered everything—not just the glass, but us. And now we were bound to her by something we couldn’t control, something we despised with every fiber of our being.
But whether I liked it or not, the truth was inescapable—she held our survival in her hands.
I closed my eyes, trying to push back the fear, the rage, and the helplessness. This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot. If we were going to fix this—if we were going to regain our strength and crush whatever curse had been laid on us—it would start with her.
But I vowed, deep in the pit of my soul, that once we were back on our feet, there’d be a reckoning. Rina might be our salvation now, but when this was over, she’d learn the true meaning of what it meant to cross the triplet Alphas.
And it wouldn’t be pretty.
8: Healer
1546 Words
~Rina~
I was sitting under the shade of a large oak tree, hiding from everyone and everything, after tonight hours at class, not after the disaster that happened just days ago.
My fingers still trembled whenever I thought about it. How could I ever forget the look of sheer shock and fear in everyone’s eyes when I screamed and shattered the windows with just a sound? They already thought I was cursed, but now they were convinced I was something worse—a freak.
The breeze rustled through the leaves, but it did little to ease my anxiety. Syl was restless, pacing back and forth in my mind. She sensed something—someone was coming. Before I could react, I heard heavy footsteps approaching. My heart dropped when I saw who it was.
Adrian, the Alphas’ beta, stood towering over me, his sharp eyes focused on me like a predator stalking its prey. Behind him were several boys from the pack, all with the same stern expressions. I stiffened and scrambled back.
Adrian stepped closer, his voice low and laced with authority. “You need to come with us, Rina. It’s important.”
I signed back quickly, "No. Leave me alone."
His jaw clenched. I could tell he wasn’t in the mood for negotiations. “Don’t make this difficult,” he warned, his tone turning colder. When I still refused, he glanced at the boys behind him and snapped, “Grab her.”
Before I could even try to run, two of them rushed forward and grabbed me roughly by the arms. I struggled, trying to pull free, but they were too strong. Panic gripped my chest as they dragged me away, ignoring my silent protests. Syl growled in my mind, her hackles raised, but even she was nervous.
They took me through the main campus and into the Alphas’ quarters. My pulse was racing as we walked down the hallways, the walls closing in on me. Everything felt suffocating, and I could barely breathe. When they finally stopped in front of a door and shoved me inside, dread washed over me like ice water.
Axel lay on the bed, looking far worse than I’d imagined. His skin was pale, and his breathing was shallow, each breath a struggle. Sweat clung to his forehead, and his eyes—those once sharp, cruel eyes—were unfocused and dull. I’d never seen him look so weak.
Syl went still, stunned by the sight. For a moment, I almost felt pity, but it quickly evaporated when Axel’s gaze snapped to me. Even in his weakened state, hatred burned in his eyes.
Adrian stepped forward, arms crossed over his chest. “Alpha, I brought her. The Mute omega,” he said with a hint of disgust.
Axel’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Good,” he rasped, struggling to sit up. His voice was rough, dripping with loathing. “I know this madness has to do with her!”
Before I could even think of responding, the door creaked open, and a girl entered the room. Her presence was unsettling; her eyes seemed malicious , and I could feel the strange energy she carried with her. She was from the Darkmoon pack—the one who spoke to the gods.
She walked over to Axel, bowing slightly. “Alpha Axel, this omega is not just any mate. She’s a rare one, chosen by the Moon Goddess. Only she can end your suffering. Rejecting her would be a mistake.”
My mind went blank. I stood there, numb with shock. My worst nightmare was becoming my reality. I wanted to scream, to deny everything, but I couldn’t. Syl was eerily silent, too stunned to respond.
I quickly signed, "I don’t know what’s happening! I don’t know how to do anything!" My hands were trembling as I frantically tried to communicate.
Adrian’s patience snapped. “Just do it, Rina!” he barked, his voice echoing in the room. “Stop pretending and use your damn power!”
Tears welled up in my eyes as everyone’s eyes bored into me, waiting. The pressure was crushing, and Syl was urging me to do something. I had no choice. I couldn’t hide it any longer. Taking a deep breath, I reluctantly stepped closer to Axel. The hatred in his eyes made my skin crawl, but I had to push through it.
I reached out with a trembling hand and placed it gently on his forehead. His skin was burning up, an opposite to how cold and lifeless he seemed. Closing my eyes, I reached deep within myself, searching for the healing power I’d hidden away for so long.
The healing realm opened up to me, pulling me in like a current. I focused on the thread that connected Axel’s life force to this world, finding it tangled in darkness. With every bit of strength I had, I willed the darkness to retreat, letting the light of healing flow through him.
It felt like hours, but it was only moments before I was yanked back into reality. My eyes shot open, and I found myself on the cold floor, gasping for breath. My body felt like it had been drained of every ounce of energy, and my vision blurred with exhaustion.
But when I looked up, I saw Axel sitting up in bed, blinking in disbelief. His color had returned, and the tension in his body was gone. The room was dead silent, everyone staring at me like I was some sort of miracle—or a curse.
Axel’s eyes locked onto mine, and for a second, I saw something other than hatred. It was quickly replaced with anger. “So it really was you who almost killed my brothers and I?” he hissed, his voice filled with venom. “You’re nothing but a freak!”
Before I could respond, Adrian grabbed me by the arm and hauled me up. “You’re not done yet,” he growled. “You have to heal Ryder and Kade too.”
I tried to pull away, but he shoved me forward, dragging me into another room where Ryder was lying unconscious, barely clinging to life. My heart pounded in my chest. I never wanted this. I never asked for this.
But I had no choice.
With a resigned sigh, I placed my hand on Ryder’s forehead and closed my eyes again, diving into the healing realm once more. I could feel Syl’s discomfort, but she knew we had to do this. When I finally connected with Ryder’s life force, I poured every bit of energy I had left into healing him.
When it was over, I collapsed again, barely conscious. I could hear the gasps and murmurs around me, but everything was fading into darkness. Syl was whining softly in the back of my mind, and I knew this was only the beginning of a nightmare I couldn’t escape from.
°•°
The night air felt cool against my skin, but it did nothing to ease the exhaustion that gripped my entire body. Every step was a struggle, my legs threatening to give out beneath me. I just wanted to reach my dorm, curl up in bed, and disappear from everything.
The truth about my healing powers was a secret I’d kept buried for years, hidden from everyone, especially my stepmother and stepsisters. If they had known what I could do, they would have turned my life into a living hell. They would’ve drained me until there was nothing left.
My vision blurred as I forced myself forward, my knees trembling. I could feel myself teetering, seconds away from collapsing to the ground.
Just as I was about to fall, strong arms caught me, pulling me back upright. My heart raced, startled by the sudden touch. I looked up, confused and a little scared, only to find a boy staring back at me with concerned eyes.
He was someone I had never seen before, his face unfamiliar but somehow comforting. Dark brown, messy hair framed his sharp features, and his expression was soft, almost gentle.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice calm and steady, as if he didn’t want to startle me more than I already was.
I tried to nod, but the fatigue hit me like a wave, making my legs wobble again. The boy’s grip tightened slightly, holding me steady. He looked at me for a moment, studying my face as if trying to figure out if I was really okay or just pretending.
“You don’t look fine,” he said quietly. “Let me help you. You shouldn’t be out here alone like this.”
I wanted to refuse, to sign that I was fine, but the truth was, I wasn’t. I didn’t have the strength to push him away. He stayed close, guiding me slowly, each step matching mine. His presence was calming in a way I hadn’t expected, making it easier to keep moving even when I felt like giving up.
Who was this boy? And why was he helping me? I didn’t have the energy to ask, and he didn’t press me for answers either. He just stayed by my side, silently supporting me as we walked.
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