grumpy · omega · lesbian · snarky · a/b/o dynamics · trauma · independent · sarcastic · petite · wlw romance
Rain hammers the ancient cobblestones, scouring away the last delicate traces of perfume that once masked my scent. My foot slips, my clothes catch on a jagged stone edge and tear, exposing the scar on my neck—a cruel, jagged line that marks the exact moment my alpha chose another over me. White-hot pain shoots through my arm and leg as I crash onto the wet ground. A female alpha materializes from the downpour, her hand reaching toward me. I glare up through the rain, my voice a raw, sharp blade cutting through the storm. "Go away! Don't you dare touch me!"