HELEN'S POV
"I have had enough of your insolent attitude! Tonight, everything would end!"
Angry tears rolled down my cheeks as pain and feat swirled within me. The night air was cold against my skin, but Laura's grip was colder. Her nails dug into my arm as she dragged me down the dark path that led to the Alpha's house.
I stumbled over a rock, scraping my knee, but she didn't slow down. The man who had tried to rape me trailed after us.
"Move, you disgrace," she hissed, yanking me forward like I was nothing more than trash she was taking out.
"Laura, you have to believe me. I didn't— He was the one who tried to —"
"Shut that filthy trash except you want me to shut it for you!" She snapped at me, her eyes hardened in rage.
Tears stung my eyes, but I bit them back. Crying would only make it worse.
When we arrived, the guards looked surprised to see us, especially with the way Laura held me. I knew the question swirling in their mind. Hadn't I just left some moments ago?
One opened the heavy door without a word, and I was pushed inside. I held the torn pieces of my shirt to my chest.
The Alpha house was quieter than usual. Most of the lights were off. The smell of wine, roasted meat, and cologne still lingered in the air. They must've just finished dinner.
We were led to the common room where Alpha Rowan sat, loosening the top of his shirt, clearly ready to retire for the night. Luna Flora was beside him, her lips in a tired line. The triplets sat across the room—Kael resting back with a glass in hand, Kaden tossing a coin between his fingers, King standing with his arms crossed.
Their expressions shifted the moment they saw me. Their gaze hardened or maybe I had imagined it. There was no way they cared what happened to me.
Kael raised a brow. Kaden scoffed. King's eyes narrowed, unreadable.
"Laura," Alpha Rowan said, voice rough from fatigue. "What's the meaning of this?"
He turned to me. "Weren't you just sent home for disrespecting my guest?" He arched his brows.
Laura didn't hesitate.
"She tried to seduce my partner," she said flatly.
Wait, what? Partner?
I froze.
Her what?
I looked at her, confused. "You have a—"
"Shut your mouth!" she snapped, her glare narrowing into slits.
Alpha Rowan leaned forward slowly. "Your partner?"
"Yes. He came to visit me. And this little snake tried to climb into his bed. I caught her tonight—half-naked—sprawled on top of him, trying to tempt him."
"That's not true!" My voice cracked. "I didn't even know she had a partner! He attacked me—I fought back! He tried to force himself on me and—"
But no one was looking at me. No one was listening to me.
Alpha Rowan's face hardened into a glare. "That is an attitude that will not be condoned." He turned to King. "What do you suggest we do?"
Has he already been informed of our bond or… Everyone turned to him. They were looking at him—King. As if my fate depended on him.
I was never lucky.
King didn't even blink. "Put her in the cold cell. We'll revisit it in the morning."
The words hit harder than any slap.
He didn't even doubt the fact that I was being framed. No… he can't...
"W-what?" I looked at him, trembling. "You're sending me to the cold cell?"
His expression didn't change. "That's the procedure." His voice was cold and held no emotion.
"But I—"
"She's always had a way of playing innocent," Veronica added, appearing behind Laura like a vulture. "This isn't the first time. I've caught her staring at any man before. She wants attention. Any kind of male attention."
"Liar!" I choked out, rage mixing with despair. "You're all lying!"
But no one listened. I didn't have a voice. And my mates… they were not my safe space.
Two guards stepped forward, grabbed my arms, and started pulling me away.
I didn't fight.
I didn't scream.
What was the point?
Their silence hurt more than the chains.
The cold cell sat at the far end of the pack's underground prison. It wasn't meant for real criminals. Just a place to remind people where they stood in the pack.
Dark.
Damp.
Frozen.
There was nothing inside except a hard concrete floor and metal bars.
The guards locked me in without a word. The door clanged shut, echoing in my skull.
I sank to the ground, wrapping my arms around myself. My body trembled from the cold, but the pain inside me was far worse.
Was this my fate?
Was I cursed to always be the one people hurt, punish, and toss away?
My thoughts drifted to a memory I never let myself touch before.
The triplets.
Back then. I was fifteen. Maybe sixteen.
They were already Alphas-in-training. Bigger, stronger, louder.
One night, I was called into their room. I didn't know why. Even then, I hated being in the same space as them. I knew for as long as I was with them, nothing good came for me.
Kael had been leaning against the bedpost.
Kaden sat on the edge, twirling a silver chain around his fingers.
King stood by the speaker, pressing buttons until a slow, pulsing song filled the room.
"You wanted me here, Alphas." I dropped my head in a bow, swallowing hard as I tried not to let my wobbly legs be obvious.
"Strip," Kael had said, voice like ice.
I blinked. "W-what?"
They want me to… strip? Why?
"Dance," Kaden smirked. "To the music."
"I don't want to—"
"Now," King ordered, his tone heavier. Alpha-command.
It hit me like a weight. My knees buckled. I let out a painful gasp as I tried to fight back the tears.
"I said… now," Kael repeated. The weight of their command subdued me even more.
And all three of them used their Alpha tone at once.
My body moved against my will. My fingers trembled as I reached for my dress. I cried, begged them to stop, but they only watched.
I don't remember much after that. Just the music. Their faces. The shame that wrapped around me like a second skin.
Even now, in this cell, I felt it clinging to me.
Was I always meant to suffer?
To be looked at like a toy? A stain?
No matter how hard I tried, no one ever believed me.
No one ever protected me.
And worst of all… the ones who were supposed to care—my mates—they were the ones who broke me most.
As the night deepened and the cold bit into my bones, I pulled my knees to my chest and rested my chin on them.
Will I ever escape this fate?
Or will I always be… the unwanted Omega?
I cried and cried till my throat became croaky end there were no more tears in my eyes.
Why me, Moon Goddess?
Why was all of these happening to just me?
What exactly is it about me that has pain attached to it? Why must I suffer?
My chest tightened as I slowly gave in to the deep darkness that enveloped me.
Maybe if I died, Laura would have her partner and the triplets would stick to Cassidy. At least, my pathetic life would be over.