I've always been a realist, skeptical of fairy tales and their happily-ever-afters. To me, true freedom is an illusion, and love – once sought after fervently – ended up being marred by a deep, suffocating hatred that enveloped my life. The only solace I see is in the end of this suffering, be it mine or my oppressor's. And yes, I've mentally prepared myself for whatever comes next. ~Ellen Oliver~ In the midst of my turmoil, my existence became a nightmare. My mate rejected me, and my pack abandoned me, branding me as a cursed wolf. Adding insult to injury, I was an Omega, the weakest among my kind. Even my own father, who should have been my protector, turned against me after forcing my mother into labor just to bring me into the world. Life seemed unbearable, with my very survival depending on catering to the cruel whims of those tormenting me. But then, against all odds, a miraculous transformation occurred. This change not only turned the tables on my attackers but also left them kneeling before me, humbled and defeated.
