FATED TO THE ALPHA BEAST

*Flora's P.O.V* The scent of burning wood filled my lungs before I even opened my eyes. A sharp c***k echoed through the house, followed by the distant shattering of glass. My mother’s frantic hands grabbed my shoulder, shaking me awake. “Flora get up! We have to go—now!” my mum said with her green eyes like dat of an emerald shining in the dark and fear on her face. Confusion clouded my thoughts. The dim glow of the bedside candle had been replaced by a blurry orange light flickering through the doorway as I was trying so hard to comprehend what was going on. Smoke curled into the room like a creeping shadow, thick and suffocating. “Mom?” My voice came out hoarse and scared. “The house is on fire!” she said, gripping my arms tighter. “We don’t have time!”. My sluggish mind still struggling to process what was happening. Fire? How? Before I could move, she shoved something into my palm—a small, cold pendant strung on a black cord. I looked down at it, trying to understand why she was giving it to me when our house was going up in flames. “Listen to me.” Her voice was desperate, urgent. “No matter what happens, keep this safe. Do you understand? Never take it off. Never let them take it.” Them? Before I could ask what she meant, a loud crash came from outside, followed by the unmistakable sound of splintering wood. Someone had just forced their way in. I wondered who it could be. "Mum, is that help?". My mother’s expression darkened, her grip tightening around my wrist. “We have to go. Now!” The fire wasn't an accident. The realization sent ice through my veins. I let her pull me to my feet, my legs trembling as we stumbled toward the door. Smoke filled the hallway, thick and suffocating, making my eyes water. The heat was unbearable, sweat slicking my skin as flames engulfed and devoured the wooden walls. The front door was no longer an option. The intruders were there.“We’ll go through the back,” my mother said, pulling me toward the kitchen. But before we could take another step, a loud creak came from above us. I barely had time to register the warning before the ceiling began to cave in. “Move!” my mother screamed as she shoved me away. A massive wooden beam, engulfed in flames, came crashing down between us, sending a burst of fire and embers in all directions. The heat was unbearable. “Mom!” I coughed, my throat raw from the smoke. She was on the other side, separated from me by fire and debris. “Go!” she yelled, her face barely visible through the thick smoke. “Get out of here!” “No! I won’t leave you!” I tried to find a way around the flames, but there was none. The fire spread fast, l*****g at the walls, the floor, swallowing everything in its path. The only way out was the window. My mother’s eyes locked onto mine. “You have to jump!” I shook my head frantically, panic clawing at my chest, with tears in my eyes. “No! We can find another way—” Another loud c***k split through the air. The roof above her began to c***k and break She didn’t hesitate.She jumped over the fallen debris separating them and with a final, desperate push, she shoved me backward with all her strength. I stumbled, my feet losing grip as the weight of her push sent me tumbling toward the open window. "I love you!" my mother said. With tears in her eyes as i saw her standing there, surrounded by fire, before my body was hurled into open air. Then the world turned upside down. I hit the ground hard, pain jolting through my limbs. The impact knocked the air from my lungs, leaving me gasping as I scrambled up. Just in time to see the house collapse in on itself. A massive explosion of fire and smoke shot into the sky, the wooden walls crumbling like paper. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move. “No,” I whispered, my voice lost to the crackling inferno. Tears blurred my vision as I clutched the pendant in my shaking hands. The only thing she had left me. The heat from the flames burnt my skin, but the chill inside me was far worse. My mother was gone. And I was alone. I stood there, frozen, unable to comprehend what had just happened. How had everything fallen apart so fast? One moment, I was safe in my bed. The next, I had nothing left. I wanted to believe the fire was an accident. But deep down, I knew better. She had spent years hiding, always moving, always watching over her shoulder. She never told me why. But now, as I sat there, clutching the amulet. My mother had been an omega—a rogue who had fled her pack a few months before I was born. And the man who hunted her, the ruthless alpha she once escaped, who was still a mystery to me. And then I saw them. Shadows flickered against the flames. Distant figures stood beyond the fire, their forms barely visible against the night. They weren’t trying to put out the fire. They weren’t calling for help. They were watching. My blood ran cold. Had they done this? Were they the ones who had broken in? A sick feeling settled in my stomach. My mother’s last words echoed in my mind. "Never let them take it" "They had come for the pendant." i thought. My grip tightened around it, and instinct took over. I ran. But unaware of my surroundings I stepped on a twig, alerting the mysterious men. "Who's there" one of them said. Then I ran for my life as they started chasing me, I didn’t know where I was going—I just knew I had to disappear. The alleys became my refuge, the shadows swallowing me as I put as much distance between myself and the burning wreckage as possible.They were closing in on me. The next thing I knew, I was grabbed.