Rejection Ceremony

I know everyone says omegas are weak, well we actually are. and personally my case is different my name is Aria Frost and i am about to let you in my world. I am what you call a Tribrid. Rejected and now four alphas would do anything to claim me.

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I stood there in the middle of the ballroom while Marcus looked straight at me in the eye.

"I, Marcus Hale, Beta of the Frost Circle, reject Aria Frost as my mate. An ordinary omega can't bear my future pups"

The words hit me so hard my chest felt tight.

He continued." I reject the claim.I have found my through mate." My head spun my visions went blurry. I held my forehead.

For four seconds I could not move. Then everything inside me broke out.

The suppression herbs I took this morning, failed completely. My wolf slammed against my ribs. A cold hunger woke up sharp in my veins. Blue sparks jumped from my hands. My scent exploded all at once. Pine and storm. Dark copper. Ozone and wildflowers.

Marcus flew backward and hit the floor. People screamed. The marble cracked under him.

Tribrid.

The word spread through the crowd fast. i tried to stay standing but my legs gave out. The power took everything I had. My vision went blurry. The room spun. I stumbled toward the exit, pushing through shocked bodies.

Rain hit me the second I got outside. My white dress stuck to my skin. I made it two blocks before my knees buckled. I fell against a wet wall in a dark alley and slid down to the ground.

Twenty two years. Twenty two years of being careful. Of smiling at Marcus like he was my safe future. Of swallowing those bitter herbs every single morning just to stay hidden.

All of it for nothing.

I tried to get up but my body would not listen. Black spots danced in my eyes. My head felt heavy.

The last thing I heard was heavy footsteps coming closer. A deep voice cursed.

Then everything went dark.

***

When I woke up I was in a bed that was not mine. The room was dark and nice. Big windows showed city lights and rain outside. My dress was gone. I was wearing a big black t-shirt that smelled like pine and storm.

I sat up slowly. My head still hurt.

The door opened.

A big man walked in. Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark hair still wet from the rain. His eyes caught the light and glowed gold at the edges.

"You passed out in my territory," he said. His voice was low and rough. "Your scent hit me from three blocks away. I could not leave you there."

I pulled the blanket higher. "Who are you?"

"Brecken Holt. Alpha of the Ironveil Circle." He stayed by the door like he was trying not to scare me. "You blew up your old pack's party tonight. Word is already spreading."

I smiled once. It sounded weak. "Great. So you brought the freak home. i dont think thats a good idea."

He did not smile. But his eyes stayed on me. Like he could not look away. "Your scent is three layers. It's making my wolf restless."

I felt my face get warm. Something heavy twisted low in my stomach. I did not like how my body noticed him.

Before I could say anything the door opened again. A scarred man walked in. He looked angry.

"Alpha, you brought her here?" he said. "We barely know her. She could be dangerous. The whole city is talking about what happened at the Frost event."

Brecken did not look away from me. "She stays, Gareth."

Gareth looked like he wanted to argue but he just shook his head and left.

Brecken stayed by the door for a moment. "You are weak right now. Rest. We will talk more in the morning."

He turned to leave but stopped. "And there's something about you? My wolf already calls you mate. I do not know what that means yet. But I am not letting you go back out there alone."

The door closed quietly behind him.

I lay back down and stared at the ceiling. My body felt heavy. My mind was a mess. I did not know this man. I did not know this place. But for the first time in hours I felt a little bit safe.

Still, somewhere in the city I could feel something else watching. Cold. Patient. Waiting.

I closed my eyes. This was all kinds of messed up. But at least I was not on the street anymore.