Ascension of a Gamma

~Anna~

I found solace in these early mornings – alone and covered in darkness. The deafening silence comforted my soul as the cold gnawed on my skin. Music flowed in my ears, the soft pitter-patter of rain outside and the constant dripping sound of the droplets that leaked from the roof’s tiny holes.

In these moments my thoughts would drift from one to another, often a recollection of the past. I remembered everything as if it all happened yesterday.

I made a promise and after the passage of roughly three years, this day has finally come.

And like every morning since, I silently prayed to the Moon Goddess for strength.

Afterward, I forced myself to get off the dirty rag, groaning as pain shot through my limbs like lightning. I stretched for a bit to relieve myself of the stiffness in my back and stepped into the bathroom. I took a freezing shower, dressed myself with old clothing, and made my way to the kitchen.

As usual, there were pills in one of the cupboards left by an anonymous person. In a pack of around three hundred, this kind soul chose to help me. I downed the pills, burned the plastic, and started to prepare the pack’s breakfast.

Around two hours later, the Omegas came and took out the food to serve to the pack. I skimmed through the menu for today’s lunch and dinner. It’s going to be a long day.

While everyone was in the dining room, I drank as much water as I could stomach to ease the hunger and started prepping the meals. The same Omegas came back later to drop off the dirty dishes and their usual words of insult before leaving me to man this kitchen. They worked on another kitchen, so they wouldn’t have to mingle with me, not that they wanted to.

From time to time, some Omegas would walk by and I’d overhear their conversations. Some talked about the awaited Luna and others about finding their mate. Sometimes they’d gossip about other packs and they’d usually fawn over the Alpha.

Of course, who would pass up on the opportunity to bed an Alpha? Sheesh, most of these Omegas are thirsty.

At least they could sense their mate while I lacked the ability to sense mine. When I turned twenty last month and not a single male of my pack was drawn to me, I concluded that he would come from another pack.

I suddenly heard excited screeches outside, the guests must’ve arrived. A girl sounded panicky saying, “It’s Alpha Liam. He’s here. He’s here. He’s here.”

Seriously girl, you need to calm down. And of all the bachelors out there, you’d choose that psycho?

With ten minutes to spare, I managed to have everything ready. Unlike this morning, a number of Omegas came to take out the food while I stood in a corner with my head turned to the side, lending a deaf ear to their insults.

I still have my pride as a Gamma, girls.

When the Omegas left, Alpha Flynn came in, his musky cologne filling the room. Wearing a pale blue tailored fit suit, it accentuated his electric blue eyes. I would’ve swooned right there and then if it wasn’t for the aura he gave off.

His stare sent shivers down my spine as his eyes met mine, aflame with hatred, and I knew why. Then he turned around, rummaged through the kitchen, and sternly said, “Sit.”

Keeping my head low, I squatted on the floor. He placed my food in front of me – leftovers from this morning in small portions and a glass of water.

“Eat,” he ordered, and I did, using my hand to scoop the food into my mouth as fast as I could before gulping down the water in one breath – he didn’t like to wait.

don’t you?” he asked after

“Yes, Alpha.”

Luna and I expect you treat her

pack as “my”, to remind me that I did not belong. The same thing had repeated itself

“I understand, Alpha.”

a huff, he left, and I started to work once more. By eleven-thirty in the evening, the food and refreshments have all been served. The celebration of the Alpha’s twentieth birthday could be heard all the way to the kitchen and of course, I wasn’t

was happy that they didn’t. It was an advantage for what I planned to do. Everyone should be at the party, making it

long sigh. That was when I felt exhaustion land on me like a ton of bricks. The scene swirled in my head and my vision became unsteady. Before I could register what was happening, I found myself meeting

was difficult to move my limbs and the ticking of the clock urged that I hurry. It was way past my curfew, and I should already

tried to walk, but my legs were unsteady. They wobbled at each step, then a wave of nausea hit

body felt too heavy to move. The ticking of the clock resonated within the walls, sounding louder than it should. Its constant

numbed after having been in contact with the cold floor,

that the room was pitch black, if anything, it was comfortable. But the silence was broken when sounds of heavy footsteps echoed

in my chest, painfully loud in my ears and I breathed slowly in an attempt to not make

sounds grew louder as the person approached closer and I could

between the door and the floor. The corridors were lit, and light

Louder… closer…

otherwise perfect line, indicating that the person stopped right

No…

from every pore on my back. I tried to crawl into a corner, but my arms were too exhausted that I barely moved from my

silence, but the person wanted to enter. The door swung open and light parted the darkness, revealing my

speak but he spoke first in disgust and anger. “You?

and the same cold voice; both were something I’d recognize in the middle of

Fated? Moon Goddess?

I must’ve heard

tried to wrap around his statement, his next words

would gladly accept you

mate?

an Alpha, she’d be screaming her heart out in joy and thanking her

he was, I didn’t want it. Not him. Anyone else but the Alpha looking down

to suffer instead of banishing me. Sometimes I thought of whether it hurt him too, but I didn’t want my emotions to

rituals would be held but there was no point in waiting for it now. I thought my mate would be one of the guests and

hair and pulled me off the floor. I screamed, silenced by the slaps that landed on my cheeks. His arm swung back and forth, his

been born. You don’t deserve to live, and you don’t deserve love. You are a failure to your kind and this pack. You

I

a wall before I crumpled on the ground, front first– I think I broke a rib or