Magic Under Darkness

Outcast Alpha

CHAPTER ONE

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OUTCAST ALPHA

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-' Everyone steered clear of her like the plague.'

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Nine years ago

As the tempest unleashed its fury, a young boy with tousled brunette locks and cerulean eyes akin to dark crystals found himself swept into the chaos. His cheeks, rosy and round, lent him an air of innocence amidst the turmoil, casting him as the embodiment of purity in a world fraught with hostility.

With his heart pounding and breaths coming in ragged gasps, the boy was driven by an instinctual urge to flee, spurred on by the harshness of the stormy weather. His trembling legs and perspiring brow betrayed the depth of his fear, each step a desperate bid for survival amidst the tempest's fury.

Yet, just as he neared his distant goal, still a considerable distance away, fate intervened with a sudden, merciless grip seizing the hood of his pristine white hoodie. Before he could comprehend, he found himself violently propelled towards a colossal tree, the impact jolting him with such force that he doubted he'd even managed to traverse its full breadth.

Gasping at the sudden impact, he gathered his wits and raised his gaze to meet the icy stare of the blond jock who had tormented him since his freshman year. "Do you truly believe you can defy me?" the jock sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Or should I address you as the pitiful Omega you truly are, Alex?"

With scarlet irises ablaze with fury, the blond youth unleashed a thunderous roar, causing Alex to quake with an even deeper sense of dread. After all, in the intricate dynamics of their world, every omega instinctively yielded to the dominance of an alpha, particularly when faced with one consumed by rage.

"I refuse! I'd never betray myself like that! I won't do it!" Alex's frustrated cry emerged in a strained whisper, the weight of defying an Alpha evident in every tremor of his voice. The blond Alpha's rage intensified, his fist poised to strike, prompting Alex to shut his eyes tightly in anticipation of the blow. Yet, to his astonishment, the anticipated punch never materialized.

The blond Alpha felt his fist ensnared by another's hand, the grip firmer and more bruising than he had anticipated. His breath caught as his scarlet gaze locked with familiar, narrowed grey eyes, which took on a dirty green hue when touched by sunlight.

Alex's eyes snapped open, startled to find the Alpha female positioned protectively before him. She stood clad in her typical attire; a black leather jacket draped over a black blouse, the hem reaching just above her thighs, paired with black high-ankle shoes. It was a familiar sight, as she always favored the color black in her attire.

Another detail that seized the young omega's attention was the sight of two or three snow-white highlights nestled at the tips of her long, straight raven hair, cascading down to her slender waist. Her hair was a marvel of beauty, unmatched by any other, and what perplexed him most was the sudden appearance of those pristine highlights, which had not been there a mere day ago.

Whether labeled as obsession or genuine admiration, Alex found himself compelled to uncover every facet of the enigmatic raven-haired Alpha female who had captured his heart for what seemed like an eternity.