Fated to the war general

My heart pounds in my chest as I scamper through the woods. My bare feet hardly makes a sound as I run and stop in front of Silver Lake, panting heavily.

Looking behind, my eyes roam frantically through the darkness, passing among the tall trees and lonely paths, then back to the lake. I have about three minutes before I'm caught.

I need answers. I need to know if my wolf is really dead as the oracle said six months ago.

Taking two cautious steps, I dip my legs into the silver water which always harms wolves. It's a risky call, but I'm desperate and short of options. I wait for a reaction, a burn, a sting, even the slightest prick, but nothing happens. Damn it! I hiss, slapping the water. I almost hate myself for having my hopes high.

I will always be the lowliest member of the Silver Crest pack. With no wolf, no rank, no mate, what is my hope?

"Delilah! You slut!" Lucinda shouts from behind and I flinch. Turning around sharply I meet her fiery gaze.

"Get out of the water, what do you think you're doing?" She orders.

I pull myself to shore and she immediately grabs me by my collar.

"You've got the nerve to steal from the Alpha? You brat!"

She raises her hand to slap me and I quickly catch it before it lands on my face.

"I may have lost my wolf now but I was once a sentinel. A common Omega like you can't treat me like this."

She drags her hand out of my grip with a scoff. "You piece of trash. You don't seem to understand your situation, don't you? I have my wolf, I can grow up to a higher rank, and possibly become the Luna of this pack, but you? You have not even the slightest chance. Now get back to the pack house." She scolds and pushes me forward.

Tears form in my eyes as I walk in front of Lucinda who doesn't miss a chance to push or insult me. As a lead sentinel, I used to train the omegas, including Lucinda. Then I got sick.

Everyone thought I was going to die during those seven scary weeks I stayed sick in bed. Then the oracle came and healed me at the price of my wolf, Ashley. It was either I died or my wolf vanished forever. I wasn't the one who made that choice to sacrifice Ashley, Alpha Enzo did. And now he treats me like it's my fault.

What's the use of saving me if they never wanted me around? After the news came I saw the true intentions of my pack members towards me. People I once called friends and family turned on me, treating me like an outcast, a slave. And what pains me the most is how powerless I am before them. I was once a Sentinel but now even a common omega pushes me around.

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