The Dawn Of The Forgotten Destiny

~Chapter 7~

Recap:

I slapped him square in the face so hard, it echoed.

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Third person's POV

She snapped out of her daydream when he approached her.

She was...sad. She was sad, heartbroken, and she felt betrayed. She felt nothing like this, when he rejected her. Sure it was just a small pang of hurt, but this was much worse

She closed her eyes and breathed in. Then she smiled. She smiled. That smile was not one of anger, or happiness. It was a smile of hatred. Cold and Hard. She hated them, all of them. Her Mate, who rejected her, called her names, slandering her. He, who reeked of countless women, shamed her. They all reeked. She hated it, she hated them, all disgusting.

"Disgusting, you're all disgusting and pathetic!" Her voice loud, rid of warmth and care, replaced with coldness and iciness. Her rank shining , her simple glare weighing on them like a sack of meat, while they, too weak to not submit to her.  

She carried herself with elegance and rage, towards her caring friends, who had taken care of her since the tender age of 7 years old, while slowly calming down due to her recalling the sweet memories. 

The memories that she ought to have with her parents, she had with the sweet old lady who had knitted her mittens in the cold October weather, and had sacrificed her sleep to stay with her at the darkest hour of the night to accompany her and sooth her when she woke up from her nightmares. 

The young girl who had helped treat her broken bones when she was at the age of 11, the young lad with auburn curly hair that played with her when she was lonely, the little babies she took care of when she was 14 years old, who were now at the age of 4.

 The memories that she had with her blood- related 'family', was non- existent in the young Alpha's brain. Her real family were standing right in front of her, bowing and showing respect, due to her losing control of her feelings.

 Feeling guilty, she crouched down at the little cute group of omegas and looked at them straight in the eye, struggling to not sob for being so reckless. 'I should be bowing to them in respect, not the other way around' Her innocent, yet firm and considerate mind thought.

"Don't bow to me Ma, you're practically my mother. And you too Anderson, and Lily, and Olly, and Sabrina," The children giggled as the atmosphere changes from over whelming to a warm sensation. That was how much she loved them, and the warmth wasn't directed to anyone but her family, her real family.

 Not the ones who took advantage of her kindness, or the ones who made her a Cinderella for no reason, nor was it the ones who threw their duties to her, and made her work in her own home, claiming that she would never be successful, but the ones who cared for her, played, scolded, cried, and laughed with her. 

The ones that shared both her sorrow and happiness, they would no longer be referred to as the omegas. They were her family, and not a single strand of hair in her family would be harmed as long as evil reigned.

"A-are you coming back to us Awa?" Little Olly asked, hope filling and shining through the toddler's eyes, waiting for his guess to be as right as a right hand could be. 

"Yes my sweet, but you have to wait for me to finish my business ok? Awa's busy right now. You're a big boy right?" The kid nodded, showing his little milk teeth proudly.

"Then you understand that Awa is busy right?" He nodded again, giggling as the sweet woman tickled behind his ears. "So can you be a big boy and take care of your sisters?"

"Yes Awa, I-I'm a man. Grrrr" She laughed and kissed his forehead, causing him to blush and hide his face in his hands as the nice old woman chuckled. 

"I'm so sorry ma, but can you take them in for a while, I need to deal with something" The dainty woman spoke softly, contrast to the looks she gave her ex- oppressors, who all had shocked and horrified faces at the moment. "Of course dear" She smiled, she wasn't that old. 

Around the age of 70 years, but old age clearly on her face due to being underfed, which was about to be changed in a few minutes by yours truly; Winter Arabella.

As soon as the doors were shut, her face immediately warped into that of coldness, one rid of emotions. "Alpha, that is very wrong of you. Please carry on with your ceremony, you know it's against the rules to interrupt it; you made the rules." 

She held her gorgeous head up and walked past him while the pathetic excuse of a leader, was crumbling inside due to the scent that his mate, currently ex- mate effected him with. 

Of course the Alpha had no effect on the Winter she- wolf, he pathetically wondered why? why he was the only one affected, the only one who had his knees weak, and the only one watching the other while the latter walked straight ahead to take care of her new mother, completely ignoring him along with her sperm and egg donor, they had lost the title of 'parents' a long time ago.

Before leaving, she just slightly tilted her head towards the 'Alpha', yet still looking like royalty, while uttering the words "Rule no. 2 of the supernaturals, do not lay your hands on anyone, especially your superior, for unjustifiable reasons. Make sure my family in the room are well fed and are comfortable until I come back and inspect this pack. You won't like yourself if you lay a fingernail on them. I hope we never meet through these, or any circumstances again. Good day"

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She bid her family goodbye, after making sure that they ate luxuriously before she left, and the only thing left for her to do, was to wear her uniform; one that she especially adored more out of others, and get on her way to her destination; Seoul, but not before going back to the academy to pack a lot more clothes of course. 

She couldn't possibly go to the country she loved with normal, shabby clothes now could she?