The Omega's Beasts

ng back to me. I am preying on you, and I am going to ensure y

as I tried to breathe. It was the same dream I have had ever

as soaked in my own sweat, my hair clinging to

first shifted at eighteen, the images never got clearer, and I never

ee, and despite being an omega who had served at almost all of t

cks of dark red hair falling close to his

ed. I had started to make my way to my brother's ro

with him when I had this dream, and realizing that I couldn't do that for the next

rent. We had the same blonde hair, but that was about it. He had an alpha potential, w

hand, was an almo

ize early on just what my place in the family and in society was. They were ecstatic to be parents

even without him shifting. He had grace, had the most beautif

he life I wouldn't mind having, I couldn't resent him. He treated me

or omegas like me, I don't know what

ed again. I should get an early start today and make my daily trips to the

since I had no hope of having my own pups. I was supposed to smell or be smelled by my mate o

shorts combo before cleaning the house. There wasn't much

used, then pushed my small phone into the pocket of my shorts. It had been

Rosendale High School. It had been my parents' dreams for him to go to the prestigious Alpha high s

ile on my lips. He hasn't sent one in weeks, but he had mentioned

y. I normally go to the houses closest and then spread out, and I braced mys

when my phone suddenly started to ring. My b

owards the house but grabbed my

ed, briskly walkin

ian North's mentioned relativ

rdrive. I have never had the school call me, and I remember

something happened to him. Did he

"Y... yes. Yes,

am sorry to announce that your broth

I was holding falling to

ened? My brother would

mitted suicide this morning by i