《The alpha broke me》For you
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Scarlett pov
"Scarlett please come back." Nick begged me.
I froze and just looked straight to the ground. I wanted too but I just couldn't. I didn't want to be the cause of the packs problems.
"Nick I..."
"Please Scarlett! I can't lose you! Not now." He begged.
I breathed in and finally had a feeling. Like a weight that could be finally taken off my chest.
"Nick I'm sure if I tell you my past, then you would surely agree to let me go."
"Scarlett I would never ever let you go. Your my world." He smiled.
Then I realized it was time.
"I knew I was the silver wolf from the legend. And so did my alpha originally. My parents had left me on the road because they were scared of the problems and dangers I may buy them in. Alpha James was my mate. But since I was useless, I was the packs punching bag. He had abused me. Everyone had. I only had one friend and he wasn't that close... But he still was to me. Anyway so I decided to run away. That's when I met your pack. But during those 3 years I was chased by countless hunters and rogues. And alpha Andrew kept me undercover. He trained me along with his Luna Emerald. Also Caleb and Maya had helped me out. So that's me. My life. Now I can leave." I confess.
I think about my parents and my hatred towards them. I knew how they looked very well. After all my mother had put a locket on me of a few pictures.
I opened it up to see 5 pictures I would put in there.
One was of me and my friend, Frey. He was always with me in our old pack.
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Another was of me, maya, Caleb, Andrew and Emerald.
I had another of me and Ashton together smiling.
My weirdest one was of my parents. Kayla Morry and Greg Morry. They're unknown now.
My last one I had saved until I had a mate. Which was either between nick or James.
"Scarlett?" Nick shook me out of thought.
"Yes beta?" I ask.
"1st of all it's just nick. And second of all... I won't let you go still. Your past is done and I'm here for you now. I'll kill anyone that tries to touch you." He hugs me.
And i was shocked at first until I hugged him back. I was crying into his shirt and he just rubbed my back.
Emerald pov
This is impossible! I can't believe it! My mate is here. But your probably wondering... Isn't Andrew my mate? No. He's just a horrible man that's greedy and nothing more.
Alpha Tyler is my mate. But he already has the omega as his mate. I can't believe I'm too late.
By 3 years.
"Luna Emerald? Can I talk to you?" Omega Jessy asked me.
"Of course sweety." I smile.
"You see I had a feeling that after I rejected Alpha Tyler 4 years ago it's not the same. And I see how you're looking at him. Did alpha Andrew just use you, like the bad guy he his? And your not the Luna!! You're Alpha Tyler's mate aren't you!" She won.
Oh man. She is smart. She can't actually be the omega! She's a genius.
"Ho-how did you know?" I stutter.
She smirks and fist pumps the air.
"I'm gonna go talk to him. If you don't mind.." I trail off.
She gestures me to go and I scurry out. I knock on alpha Tyler's office.
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Surprisingly Andrew isn't here.
I shut the door behind me and look at Tyler.
"You're my mate." We say in sync.
"But I can't be! I have jessy." He growled.
"Alpha Tyler she told me that she doesn't feel so bonded to you anymore. She wanted to break it off." I sigh.
He freezes and then his wolf was taking over.
He picked up his desk an threw it at me. I scream and block my face.
But then I hear a different scream. It wasn't mine though.
Maya!!!
I see maya standing in front of me trying to block the desk. She gets slammed by it and flies into the wall.
"Ma-maya? Are you okay?" I ask.
"Lu-Luna emerald... Go on and get Andrew and Caleb. I won't be able to make it." She gasped.
Caleb had barged into the room and saw Maya's body. He glares at Tyler and runs toward him. He turned into his wolf but I knew he had no chance.
"Caleb!! Stay with Maya for her last breaths! Listen to her! I'll take care of Tyler!" I scream.
Caleb is back into his human form and dashing towards maya.
"What kind of mate are you?" I whisper.
He throws his shelf towards me. I dodge it and I gasp when I see him in front of my face.
Before he tried to scratch me he froze. Then I opened my eyes to see Scarlett holding him off.
SCARLETT!!!
She was a silver wolf holding his paw back.
I scurry towards maya and Caleb.
"I love you Caleb..." She whispered.
"I- you weren't even my mate. How would I feel without you?" He cried.
"Caleb just let me tell you. When you find your mate, make sure you love her like you did with me." She smiled.
"Maya don't leave me!" He begged.
"I love you Caleb. Goodbye."
"I love you too maya!" He yelled.
She stopped moving and died with a smile on her face. I begin to break down because I knew she got in the way for me.
Caleb ran towards me and held me tightly. I hear a loud growl as he watched us.
"Caleb I'm sorry. It was my fault. I should be dead!" I cry.
"Luna... It's okay. She's happy now. Plus her mate died years ago. I was going to have to find my mate soon." He looked at the sky.
I see Andrew in here as he saw me with Caleb. That's when Andrew noticed Maya's dead body.
Then he froze and turned towards Scarlett and Tyler. He just walked towards us and I jump off Caleb. He just grabs Caleb into his chest and Caleb had completely Lost it.
I run out the room. Where's her mate? Beta Nick?
"nick!!!" I scream.
I saw a door open and a confused look on his face.
"It's Scarlett and Tyler. They're fighting in the office in wolf form." Then he grabbed me and ran towards the office.
He ran and threw his body at Tyler.
Scarlett turned back into human form and I saw her covered in blood.
I run towards her and pick her up. She said she couldn't move her leg. Weird...
Scarlett pov
I just hope this will all be over sooner or later.
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