CHAPTER 5
1018 Words
KYLIE’S POV
I open my eyes, but I’m no longer in the ditch.
The world before me is an expanse of land that stretches forever under a sky of swirling mist. There is no pain from the beatings; this makes me believe I am finally dead.
Peace at last, I say to myself.
I begin to wander through the thick fog. There, I catch two glowing eyes in the mist.
Fear pricks at my skin as a thick howl rips through the air. The ground beneath me trembles, and I back away, my heart hammering against my ribs.
A massive wolf emerges from the fog. It is unlike anything I have seen before. Its fur is white and it shimmers like diamond.
Could it be the goddess?
“Kylie,” she calls out, and I glare at it, wondering if I am hearing voices.
“Yep, I am dead,” I say out loud.
“No, you are not,” the wolf says again.
“I am Tricia, your wolf.” My brows wrinkle.
This has to be some joke. Everyone knows white wolves are rare, so how can I have one as an omega?
“That is impossible. I am an omega. I am nothing.”
Tricia lets out a low, melodic growl.
“The Goddess takes her time to choose, Kylie. Only one in a hundred is gifted with the power of a white wolf. She waited until the right time. From this breath forward, you will never be weak again. You will take back all that has been stolen from you.”
Before I can speak, the massive wolf crouches and leaps forward. She collides with me, causing a painful sensation to spread through my body…
THIRD PERSON
“Ouch!” Ronan and Rowan growl at the same time, holding their chests.
“f**k, what was that?” Ronan asks, glaring at his brother.
“Kylie!” he exclaims, eyes wide open. “She might be in trouble!”
They spot Lana and Tyla coming out through the back door, and they both pick up Kylie’s scent from the ex’s body.
“Where is she?” Rowan growls, grabbing Tyla by her hand.
“Awww! Rowan, you are hurting me!” she groans.
Tyla, still shaken from the fact they might have gone too far, blurts everything out at once.
“I am sorry, Rowan. We didn’t mean to hurt her so much. Lana was the one who hit her twice with a stick, and…”
“You b***h!” Lana growls.
“What the f**k are you talking about!” Rowan fists Tyla’s throat.
She confesses what they did to Kylie, and the boys push them away.
“You better pray she is okay, or you both will join her in the afterlife,” Rowan threatens as they sprint toward the garden.
They both hate the fact they are mated to Kylie, but they know they still need her to get their crown. Also their wolves cannot let them rest, and the pain they are feeling can only leave if Kylie is okay or they break the bond.
The twins reach the garden area, using Kylie’s scent until they find her in the ditch. Without thinking twice, they both jump in. Rowan, whose wolf is larger, transforms.
Ronan places Kylie on his brother’s back before he transforms as well. They both carry her out of the ditch before transforming back to human form.
“She is still breathing,” Rowan says, placing his finger on her neck to check her pulse.
“We should call Dad,” Ronan suggests. Rowan shakes his head.
“He will kill us, and she might not make it. She is an omega and cannot wait that long. The best thing is to take her to a hospital right now.” Rowan pulls up his phone, putting the nearest hospital on the map.
They rush toward their car, with Ronan cradling Kylie to his chest.
Some students see them and begin to murmur. Rowan violently knocks over the phone of one student.
He opens the car door, and Ronan lays Kylie in the back seat. They drive off, reaching the hospital shortly. They quickly check Kylie in, then wait in the hallway.
“This is the worst curse the goddess can bestow on one,” Rowan mutters under his breath, remembering the judging eyes of the students.
“Yes, but we cannot change fate. She is ours, and…”
“Do not tell me you have already accepted this?”
“Brother!” Rowan calls out, brows wrinkled.
It is the lowest of lows for alphas and omegas to be mated.
“There is nothing we can f*****g do, Rowan. We are to be crowned soon, and if we have no mate, then there will be nothing for us.”
“I know, but we cannot simply succumb to this,” Rowan states.
“Then what do we do?”
They both stand for seconds thinking, and an idea hits them suddenly.
“She can be our queen in the eyes of the elders. Then we get Lana and Tyla to bear us worthy pups. They are so desperate they will do whatever we want. We won’t have anything to do with Kylie, and we can protect our bloodline, ” Ronan says.
Rowan is about to respond when they hear a sneeze from Kylie’s room. They both rush inside to see her eyes open. Their eyes catch a strand of white hair that has formed in between her luscious black hair, causing their mouths to fall ajar.
Everyone can recognize a white wolf and healer.
“Kylie, you are…”
“A healer,” she says, sitting up.
She throws open the duvet and gets to her feet.
“And I have been awake enough to know you both do not want me. Let me save you the stress,” she says. “I, Kylie Redwood, reject you both as my mate.”
The bond from her end snaps, causing the twins to fall on their knees in pain.
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