Chapter 38 Ava: Challenging Common Knowledge

What do you mean?

Selene sighs in my mind, a little huff that brings a picture to my mind's eye of her resting her chin on her front paws. I miss her.

You are not an omega, she finally says. Omegas don't exist.

I tilt my head. It isn't that I don't believe Selene, it's just that… well, I mean, how do omegas not exist? All shifters have ranks, once they come into adulthood.

Well—I never got a rank, because I didn't have a rank. But everyone else has one.

Selene growls. Omegas were created for the pleasure of the alphas of old, who wanted nothing more than to breed and dominate. It was a different time.

I talk out loud, because I'm giving myself a headache by thinking too hard at her. "What about the 'true omegas' they're talking about?"

There is no true omega. There are only shifters with powerful heat cycles. Some of them were known to breed strong alpha pups. Wolves and humans both tend toward the superstitious.

Powerful heat cycles come to powerful she-wolves. It has nothing to do with their arbitrary rankings.

I rub my eyes in frustration. It isn't that I'm not understanding the words she's saying; it's just that nothing is making sense in my head, like we're speaking of a foreign land.

"So they just made up this entire thing, because some strong wolf got really horny during heat?"

Yes.

"How does that even make sense?"

All of these ranks are for human ego. Alphas have always existed, though we did not have a word for them. Even strong betas can be alphas. It isn't a birthright, but a matter of strength and leadership. Strong wolves lead the pack. Weak wolves follow.

It isn't rocket science.

forehead on my hand as Selene tosses a bomb

little one. I hear

my head

even our wolves refer to our ranks, I protest. Don't

this time is so strong I can almost feel it in the room with me. Child, there is too much history to go through. Yes, the weak wolves of today's shifters have accepted this, as this is how

Selene's telling me the entire history

It is.

groan. Somehow, I know I don't want to hear any

I didn't tell

deep breath. Explain it to

* * *

in my mind. The Great Wolves, Lycans,

were, grew tired of the constant bloodshed waged in their names. They decided to flee this world, to

to ensure the gods' safe departure. Their souls were to guide and protect the gods

To give up one's life, even for a god—that's a level

were not content with this. They delved into forbidden magic, seeking to bring the Lycan souls back from the realm between life and

shifters were born, weakened Lycan souls merging with human bodies. But such a violation of

dreading what comes next

them. Over time, these souls developed their own identity, working in harmony with the souls they shared life with. They became Lycan

with the history I've been taught. Shifters, cursed? It goes against everything I know. We are blessed by the moon goddess, and given a

centuries passed, the Lycan Shifters became simply known as wolf shifters. They formed their own packs, their own traditions and values, based on their unique history. And that, little one, is the true origin of our kind. Two souls cursed

in a stunned silence. It's a lot to take in, this alternate history. Part of me wants to reject it, to cling to the familiar

But—

this have

that you are more than what they've told you. You are not an omega. You are a descendant of the original magicians, a being of

mean

Of course.

elaborate, but she doesn't.

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