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Alison POV
I sniffed in, trying so hard to hide the tears dropping down my eyes. How could one just move on after the loss of a loved one?
"Saying goodbye is harder than I thought, dad..." I mumbled out, my words carrying so much sadness.
I heard the sound of boots rustling in the dry grasses as footsteps approached, and this made me remember I wasn't alone in the lonely quiet graveyard. This made me quickly wipe off any left tears wetting my eyes.
"Hey Alison, we should leave now." The voice belonged to Alpha Raphael, "I'm waiting in the car."
I nodded to that, and in a whisper, I replied. "I'll only be a minute."
My father's death had been too devastating for me. He died protecting our pack, Moonstone pack, against our highest rivals. Alpha Raphael honored his sacrifice by taking me in to live with his family, considering I was now an orphan. This caused a shiver the more I thought about what my new life would be now. Not only would I be living in the pack house, but I would also be sharing the same roof with Alpha Raphael's triplets.
Levi, Leon, and Luca...three devils created to make my life a living hell. They were the biggest bullies in my life, standing out over the rest of the academy's bullies.
I was always the weird one in school, and that wasn't just the fact that I was on a sponsored education in the biggest Academy, Moonshine Academy where only the higher ranks could afford. Everyone always assumed I was cursed, just because of the cause of my mother's death. She committed suicide just after having me, which was an ominous sign in the pack.
To worsen it all, being an omega was not much of a thing to be proud of. This only made me an easier target for the bullies. The triplets had never for once made me forget my place as the loser in school.
A memory of their recent torture took control of my mind and began to replay in my head.
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It was a slow day, so I picked up one of my favorite books, just to pretend my life was okay and escape from reality. I'd read this book at least three times, mainly because in the end, the main character had a happy ending with her true love.
'Maybe...just maybe, this could be my own story too.' I used to tell myself.
It happened so suddenly. One minute the book was right there in my hand and the next, it was snatched by someone. This aroused anger inside me that I screamed out.
"Hey!"
Then I saw them. The three devils, Levi, Leon and Luca. Leon was the more outspoken one of them, tall with shaggy brown hair and sea green eyes like his dad's. He found the novel I'd been reading too funny because he was grinning as he flipped through the pages.
"Easy to dream that a girl like you can get a happy ending like this? Ha!" He scoffed. The novel was popular as it had been adapted into a famous movie.
"Give it back. Please." I was forced to say, adding a little toughness to my voice. Of course neither of them seemed bothered a little.
Levi, the most serious of them and maybe the most handsome, leaned forward, his mother's pale brown eyes piercing into mine. "I've found it very insulting that you pick a hobby I like. Reading. Learn to know your place, Ali."
I didn't get it. Why did they just hate me like that?
"Your taste in fashion just keeps getting worse by the way, don't you think so, Luca?" Leon pointed out mockingly.
The last of them, Luca, the most quiet one, said nothing and just observed me there with cold stares. His light brown hair almost close to blonde marked him different from the rest of them.
I pretended not to be fazed by their luxurious outfit and acted like my cheap jeans, and black top was elegant enough even though it was like trash before their outfit.
"Will you just give it back!" Determined not to let their words hurt me, I clenched my jaw, not even realizing my fist was a ball of rage.
"Or what? Are you going to hurt us with your stupidity and ugliness?" Levi rolled his eyes.
This aroused laughter among them and those in the class as well. It was clear they took so much pleasure in my discomfort.
Leon had his cold gaze fixated on me. "You know, if you had been just a little bit smarter, your whole presence might not be such an embarrassment."
That was it. I banged my fist on the table and rose up with rage. But what could I even do to them anyway?
The room grew quiet as people stopped to stare, wondering what kind of thing I was on, shouting at the Academy's sweethearts like that. They were worshiped in school, both boys and girls nearly bowing at their very feet. Their father's influence also gained them special attention even outside of the academy. Plus their good looks was just another blessing on their side.
Luca finally spoke, but nothing kind came out of those lips. "Listen here, Alison. Never for once forget your place here. You'll always be trash and a bad stain on the pack."
I hurried on to pick my book that was carelessly flung away, and watched as the trio walked out.
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"...late and we need to leave." I heard Alpha Raphael's voice and was instantly brought back to reality. The cold of the night was starting to make goosebumps appear on my skin.
"Yes, um...I'm done. I uh..." I didn't know the right words to say.
"Come on," he gestured, and I followed behind until we got into the car.
I was grateful for the silence that followed as he drove, but seeing as we had neared the house, I started to get overwhelmed by fear and anxiety. I couldn't help but wonder what the triplet would do realizing I would be living with them now. Or did they already know?
I didn't want to embarrass myself further, so I brushed through my tangled long black hair with my hand and adjusted my black top that was slacking around the neck. When we got down, I was led into the grand living room.
"I just need to make a quick call." He said before strolling off.
Seeing that several moments had passed, I decided to take a brief walk around. This place was a mansion. Everything from the wallcovering to the furniture and appliances looked very expensive. There was a marble fireplace wall, flanked by a pair of facing sofas, and I imagine that would set the scene for fabulous face-to-face time with loved ones. That thought made me smile a bit. There was a door by the corner that led to a dark room. It looked like just another clean and delicate room but there was the dark aesthetics that created a composed cozy slightly eerie environment.
I took a big step in, then my eyes widened in surprise as I was faced with beautiful arts and particularly was drawn to them as they shared stories that connected deeply at a careful glance.
Lost in my admiration for these arts, my calming nerves are disrupted by a deep bold voice.
“Alison? What the hell are you doing here?!”
- Writer
