The Reborn Omega: Defying Fate

As Ether stared at me with a pair of raging, desperate eyes, my heart pounded loudly at the thought of the person mentioned and I found myself glancing over the past.

Ajax.

He was the one who treated me fairly when everyone did the opposite. Even knowing he was an alpha and I was an omega, he never made me feel there was a line between us, that we were from different worlds, that there were no possibilities of living in peace together regardless of our races. When I reached the age where I began to understand my position and his position, I began to treat him with so much, more respect, than ever, and even tried to distance myself so as not to cross the line.

"You can still call me by my name," he had replied then. The mahogany trees around us had dried leaves dancing as they fell to the ground, the wind humid and my eyes couldn't help but feel enthralled by the image of a handsome boy. From a certain point, he looked like a live painting, and I, his playmate slash servant, was a thief of this beautiful piece.

"Say, Claire. Being an alpha... is it really that good?"

He was thirteen and I was twelve. It was the age where we were tested by the pack's physician and confirmed our second genders, of being alphas, betas, and omegas. At that time, I couldn't speak and only stared at him.

I began to think that Ajax―this person whom everyone looked up to for being the Alpha King's son, next to the throne, future leader of our pack―was innocent and pure by nature.

After that, my smile was the widest and although he never returned it with his usual expressionless face, my heart was filled with so much warmth. I fell in love with Ajax more and more.

As a playmate whom the Alpha Prince practically grew up together with, I gave him a casual reply, not bothering to hide my truest feelings at that time. "I think they are. My mother said alphas are strong and brave and," I stared at him, then a foolish grin made its way on my face. "Beautiful."

"You think alphas are beautiful?" Ajax asked.

I blushed, realizing what I just said. Shaking my head in an attempt to hide my emotions, I told him with a laugh, "I-I mean, alphas are naturally good-looking and awesome. But I... I think Ajax is the coolest among them."

"Claire, do you... like alphas?"

My heart pounded louder and louder. It was as if Ajax was actually asking whether I liked him or not. And so I answered with a biggest, warmest, and truest smile, "Yes."

Now, more than a decade later, the very same face had shown me how he despised my race. Questions as to how and why did it come to this lingered in my mind and among these many questions, one always knocked on my heart, seemingly wanting to cling unto something that had been always there with no intention of leaving.

"I will ask him." My voice sounded like a weak whisper, barely holding to a thin line of thread.

"Luna!" Ether called and I could feel her becoming even angrier.

"Ether," I called, "I think there are reasons why these things kept happening. Whether it is about alphas or betas or omegas―I believe Ajax would not do anything just because he wants it. There must be a reason. That's why, I... I will go and ask him about these things."

I looked at Ether and Shila, hopeful as I said, "I will trust Ajax."

I wanted to. I had to talk to him. I needed to hear what happened. Even if he got mad, I no longer cared. Whether those were all truths or lies, the reason why he rejected me, I want to hear it from his own mouth!

"Luna is right."

Both Ether and I turned to Shila, who suddenly spoke after remaining silent while Ether and I were exchanging words.

There was a smile on her face as she stared at me, looking soft and amiable as ever as if she felt comforted while having me in her eyes. "Luna is someone whom the Alpha King relies on the most, therefore, it is only right Luna speaks to Alpha King first before doing anything. The Alpha King... might really have a reason."

"Shila!" Ether called out, anger in her voice.

"For a thousand years, it is the first time our Luna came from an omega race. I believe the Moon Goddess chose you for a reason to be our next leader. For this... I really hope you can bring a change. Not only to us omegas but also to everyone, to every race and every creature in this land. Luna Claire, I believe in you," Shila said, looking at me with the most clear, sincere eyes I have ever seen in my life.

For a moment there, I felt my whole being feel the pressure of looking over this person. Believing in people... For the first time in my life, someone told me they "believed" in me.

Appreciating her words, I internally began to assess the current situation and my plans to accomplish their wishes. While doing so, all lines brought me back to one person―Ajax.

If there was someone who could help me achieve these things, it would be Ajax. He was the most powerful in this area, the highest figure everyone would surely listen to.

Perhaps, I could talk to him about these things... Whatever the reason why he rejected me, and whatever he intended to do for our people, my race, his race, everyone―I wanted to know and understand.

I didn't desire to be the Luna. I never wished to be one. But when I remembered how Ajax looked at me that time with such eyes, and the words replaying in my mind about omegas' sufferings, my heart felt as if it wanted to do something. In order to do so, power was needed.

Perhaps, being a Luna wasn't bad at all.

But then again, I was proven wrong right after I thought such a ridiculous thing. Because when I thought I had already become the Luna of our pack, Ajax's partner, leader of the people... Ajax came home. And on his side was a very beautiful female alpha, Selene Alcarez.

And with our eyes meeting as if to stab my heart pointedly, Ajax announced to everyone that Selene was his mate, officially making Selene the Luna of our pack and beginning the ritual.

"Bring her to the basement and don't let her out until it's over."

I heard Ajax's orders, loud and clear as betas came in and dragged me out of the room and into the basement of the mansion. I even heard the voices of Shila and Ether as they tried to stop the men from dragging me out but I was too shocked to make even a sound.

Disbelief showered me and I kept wanting to look up and see what kind of expression Ajax wore as he gave his orders, wanting to ask a thousand questions as everything happened so fast... My heart made me fail to move however as I couldn't even move a single finger.

Still lost in the sudden happenings around me, the doors of the almost empty, dark room in the basement was shut tight, and my heart grasped the words of Ajax's men from outside which made me understand what kind of a big joke I had been, what miserable fate I had.

... What it actually meant to be someone of the lowest rank. What it actually meant to be an omega to the people of the pack I grew up with.

"An omega can only dream of becoming a Luna. She will never be one even if she desires to. After all, she's only here to serve the Alpha King in bed. A weak and powerless omega like her... Nothing good will come out of them except their skills in bed and being a bloody sacrifice in the battlefield. That's her and the rest of her race's only use."

"Truly, a person who was born as a slave will also die as a slave."