This is my first story. This will more than most likely be cliché. Leave if that's a problem. Don't read on.
Werewolf. Alpha. Omega.
Those words haunted my thoughts constantly.
I knew my fate once my mate was revealed to me. I knew that his torturous words from previous times were true in that moment.
"You're mate, if you even have the luck to get something you don't deserve, will never want you. He'll reject you once he knows what you are. An omega." Are the words he would use to torment me.
The same words that I had constantly refused to believe. No matter how many people said it. No matter how many times it was said. Even when my own family would say it. The words that swam through my head through the day and would be screamed and whispered to me in my dreams whenever they decided I could sleep.
The same words that had lead to me trying to commit suicide when I learned how true they were.