Offered to the Triplet Alphas
Chapter 1
Chapter 0001
"I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." -W. B. Yeats
[Xanthea Plath]
I limped into the graveyard, clutching my broken arm with the other hand. Blood mixed in the rain trailed down from my shoulder to my elbow, down my wrists, making its way to my fingers that clutched the small bouquet of forget-me-not flowers.
Every flower of the bouquet was crushed and marred with blood-stains. The blue ribbon that once tied the flowers together was long lost.
The white gown, soaked by the downpour, hugged my body as if it sought to suffocate me. Inked scarlet, its hem absorbed the black tint of the ground as it glissaded over the sharp blades of overgrown grass. Today was my mother's twenty-third death anniversary and my twenty-third birthday.
I forced another step on the muddy grounds of the graveyard with my sprained leg. A thick curtain of rain obscured my already blurry vision. Streaks of rain trailed down my cracked glasses that hung loosely on my nose.
Panting and stifling my moans, I dragged myself closer and closer to my mother's grave.
Perhaps it was the tears in my eyes, or perhaps it was the rainwater tracing its way down my face. The only sensation that wasn't a struggle was feeling the coldness of the rain being absorbed against my feverish skin.
My ribs hurt with every breath.
'No matter how much of a struggle it is to breathe, you never stop breathing. Because you know the struggles are only temporary. What's permanent is life that death has not yet kissed.'
My mother's words echoed in my head. I gritted my teeth, taking a deep breath even when it hurt.
stung into my eyes as I gulped down the trembling lump clogging my
my
Freya Plath
marble gravestone was the
to my bruised knees and offered the blood-stained flowers to my
tears. The flood of emotions that had sustained me through the
met my mother when she was alive, but
and the utmost respect when I thought of her. I knew her closer than
though my heart had been replaced by hers, filled with her smiles and laughter that
love with everything this woman was and everything she could have become only if the alpha's
over all the dreams of everyone in the pack Under his command, an omega wasn't allowed to dream of anything greater than their rank granted. We dwelled at
impossible for an omega to achieve in this world of power, ranks, and politics. Her wings that I broke by coming to life. Because after that, my mother's eyes were too lifeless
now, if I am not her dreams, her words, her ideals, I
my bones would have broken less, perhaps I would have lesser scars. Perhaps then I wouldn't be so
Maybe things would have been different if I inherited my father's alpha genes. But I was grateful that I didn't. I'd rather
She wanted to throw me out of the
an exceptional feat for an omega, since most couldn't
life had broken
mother worked as a
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