Alpha Feather Arya is the exact opposite of her name.

Neither is she soft as a feather, nor pure or calm.

She's known for destruction. For craving blood and annihilation.

She lives to see fear in her enemies' eyes, or life flashing in them for one last time before she slashes their throats.

She's known to breath in the metalic air of blood, and for demanding whatever has caught her vulturous gaze.

Feather Arya loathes betrayers, liars. She doesn't blink an eye to avenge whatever's done wrong to the weak and poor.

So, no matter how fearsome she is, everyone respects her from deep within their hearts.

Everyone knows to turn to her and find justice when things go wrong.

Alpha Arya is always there for her family.

Which goes beyond her pack borders. Because not only is she an Alpha of the largest pack, which consists a combination of various other packs, in the world,

She's also a multi-millionaire, owning several businesses, both legal and illegal.

She's known as the Alpha Queen by her followers.

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Florian Edgar belongs to the lowest of the ranks. He's an Omega.

Besides being an Omega, he's even smaller than any average Omega male.

He's short, has feminine features and really skinny. Well, that's to be blamed on the Alpha of his pack.

His parents died when he was just a pup, leaving him with no family whatsoever.

The Luna took him in and cherished him like her own son. But everything changed when she caught cancer and died in a few years.

Things started to go haywire since.

Alpha Patrick hates Florian with every fiber of his being. He, for some reason, believes that the small Omega is trying to seduce his new slut, aka chosen mate, who likes to announce herself as the new 'Luna'.

So, he never misses a chance to bully Florian. In every sort of way.

Beating him physically to starving him, isolating him, even leaving him with no water for days as an extreme measure.

Alpha Patrick doesn't bat an eye when other unmated males and females try to assualt him sexually.

He's basically a servant, worse than a servant, in this pack.

Before you ask, no, no other Omega is treated this way in here.

The world has evolved, Omegas are treated respectfully now.

But alas for the sweet, little boy, things has only gone worse.

Every night, laying on his makeshift mattress, in the storage room, Florian dreams of his mate and cries himself to sleep when he realizes that the Goddess hasn't written someone for him.

Who'd want a pathetic, weak, small, dirty, used servant as their mate?

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"I do!"

"Please, Fea. You can't have another bottle." Juliene rolls her eyes at her best friend's obviously drunken form.

Feather grumps, slamming her hand down on the bar and glaring at the tender.

"Listen to your Alpha if you do not want your head on this table."

The boy was already shaking like a leaf, he quickly nods and scurries off to prepare another shot for her.

Juliene pouts at her, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Stop drinking. It's not gonna bring you to your mate anytime soon."

Feather snatches the extended glass of booze from the boy's hand and swigs it down, making an obnoxious sound after.

"You don't get to tell me what to do if you wanna live." She slurrs, trying to glare at the other girl but failing due to not being able to keep her stance straight.

Juliene once again rolls her emerald eyes, smirking.

"We both know you won't do anything to me." She winks.

Feather flashes her black eyes at the other girl but in her heart, she knows the other is right.

Juliene is the Beta of her pack.

Well, let's introduce the pack first.

Feather is the Alpha of The Black Pearl pack.

The most fierce and resourceful, also the most reliable pack out there.

All her companies are also signed under the patent name. Making her the Queen of both supernatural and human world.

Juliene's not only her Beta and best friend, but also her twin sister.

16 minutes younger than her.

Although twin, they share nothing similar, both in facial features or attributes.

Juliene has ginger hair, bright like fire, and emerald green eyes that speak the language of the forest. Round face and button nose, bow shaped lips, and very soft hearted. But she could be the badass when you need her.

On the other hand, Feather's cold hearted, lacks empathy and emotions. Barely knows anything except business and blood.

She inherited their father's dirty blonde hair, dark brown eyes and sharp features. Pointed nose, plump lips and sharp jawline.

If be honest, she's the epitome of beauty and fear at once.

Despite the darkness that hovers the young Alpha, everyone associated with her wonders about the certain one the Goddess has destined for her.

The one meant to be her everything. They wonder the poor one's fate, and if he'd manage to thaw the ice around the Alpha's heart.

Juliene drags her drunk sister to the car, almost throwing her in the backseat before settling in the passenger seat.

"Here's water if you need." Feather's driver, Grant, says from the driver's seat.

"We're fine, love. Just get us home." Juliene smiles sweetly.

"Not before I get something." The man smirks, eyeing the redhead from the corner of his eyes.

Juliene rolls her eyes, having to deal with whiney ones on the same night, but smiles anyway as she leans over the console to have a touch of the puckered lips in need of a kiss.

But before she could, a blonde head pops inbetween them and pushes them apart.

"Goddess! Fuck!" Grant puts a hand on his chest and yelps while Juliene just groans, flopping down on the seat.

"You can smooch your mate all you want when your Alpha isn't present and drunk." Feather gruffs.

Grant slightly bows his head. "My apologies, Alpha."

The Beta growls and pushes her sister back so she isn't dangerously hovering over her mate.

"Don't scare my mate!" Her eyes flash a darker shade of green as she glares at her twin.

Rolling her eyes, Feather mimics her then flops back down on the leather seat.

"Just get me home. We have that stupid meeting with Alpha douche Patrick tomorrow morning." She grumbles.

"Yes, Alpha." Grant mumbles, starting the car.

"You'll get it tonight, baby." Feather hears Juliene murmur near Grant's ear and a smooching sound.

She almost gags when the inside of the car starts to smell of arousal.

"Fucking mates." She mutters under her breath, rolling her window down to get rid of the smell, and also to swipe her mind elsewhere.

"Wait till you find yours." Juliene remarks with a fond smile as she eyes her sister.

She knows just how much lonely the blonde one feels. The coldness only icing up by the lack of warmth love provides.

Dearly in her heart, Juliene wants to see true happiness in the cold Alpha's eyes.

She wants her sister to be carefree, and not be burdened by all the responsibilities at the mere age of 21.

Sighing through her nose, Juliene looks out from her side of the window and prays to the Goddess.

A prayer from the heart of a sister, wishing all the happiness for the one who had shared a womb with her.

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