From Omega to Alpha

Chapter 1

A/N: Enjoy, guys! ☺️☺️😋 Oh, and this might seem like a sad/dreary chapter, but it's not about bullying or anything like that. Don't worry. XD :) This chapter kinda just gives you a feel of what Natalie's life is like before she becomes an Alpha. :) Ps. I'm thinking Shelly Hennig as Natalie? Or maybe not? It's really up to you guys.. Ahh, i know. Right. I'll leave a note at the end of a chapter and we'll have a voting system for the character's going on.. XD See ya later guys!

Chapter 1 // From ordinary to omegary

When I was fourteen I was just an ordinary orphan girl, and although I wasn't one of those popular people, I wasn't socially inadequate like I am now. After becoming an Omega in my step-sister's mate's pack, I kinda lost all my confidence and became a very quiet person. I kept to myself, and I really didn't have any friends. Well, not any friends that I could count on anyway. See, when I turned fifteen, I suddenly transformed into a pure black wolf with a few white streaks in my fur here and there. I'd been innocently heading back to the orphanage from school, when this inexplicable pain had made me feel like I was being torn in two, with nails digging into my skin and hammers literally hammering at my head. I thought I'd died and gone to hell. But that wasn't the case. Instead, I found out that I was a werewolf. Seeing the position that I'm in now three years later, I think I would've chosen being sent to hell any day. Anywhere was better than the torture that I've endured for the past two and a half years. And what about now? Well, the present day hasn't gotten any better.

"Natalie! Get your ass down here. You haven't made breakfast yet!"

I winced as the absolutely lovely sound of Laine's screeching reached my dying ears. Usually I'd rush to get out of bed and do what I was told, but today just wasn't my day. I couldn't be bothered. Simple as. I mean, seriously. Why couldn't she make her own breakfast? It's not like she's incapable of doing such a simple thing. Jesus.

Groaning, I buried my head under the covers and tried to block out the sound of a house full of werewolves waking up. Not gonna happen, unfortunately.

"Natalie, make us breakfast!"

"Give us eggs!"

"No, sausages!"

"Yeah! And scrambled eggs."

"Hurry up Egg!"

The last remark woke me up from my drowsy state and I growled softly in annoyance. As I got dressed, I thought to myself, if only I didn't have to be a werewolf. Although to be honest, if it wasn't for me having to live in Reed's pack in order to survive, I think that I'd actually enjoy being a wolf. I don't know why Reed and Laine are so horrible to me. Heck, I don't even know why everyone who knows of my existence seems to despise me! There's nothing abnormal about me. I'm average height for an eighteen year old girl. I've got brown hair, dark eyes, tan skin. That's it. So I really don't know what they hate about me. Ah well, I guess I'll never know.

After heading downstairs and cooking breakfast, I grabbed a banana and practically ran out of the front door, eager to get out of that house.

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At school my life was no different than at home. The only benefit was that because there were teachers, the pack members couldn't to anything to me unless there wasn't a teacher around. Usually I got by school unscathed, a few bruises here and there coz of the books thrown at me and stuff, but apart from that, I was okay. What made going to school so miserable and dreadful was the fact that I didn't have any friends. The words 'o solo mio' keep going through my head everyday. Sure, I talked to the occasional person who hadn't been influenced by my sister and her cronies' spiteful words, but that was it really. I was used to it by now. Two years of bruises at high school does teach you how to avoid being noticed. And so far so good for this week. However, today really just isn't my day.