Emma was about to drift off to sleep when her phone rang. With a racing heart, she grabbed her phone, only to hear her mother's familiar yet strained voice, heavy with tears.

“Emma, it's about your brother,” her mother's voice trembled.

“What happened?” she managed to croak out, her voice catching in her throat, hands trembling as she clung to the phone tightly.

“He's at the hospital and in critical condition,” her mother's words hung heavily in the air, each one feeling like a dagger stabbing into Emma's heart.

A wave of disbelief and fear washed over her, leaving her momentarily speechless. The world around her blurred as she struggled to comprehend the situation, her mind swirling with emotions and countless unanswered questions.

After receiving that distressing call, Emma immediately rushed to the hospital. As she arrived, her heart pounding with anxiety, she spotted her parents already in the waiting area. Her mother was in her father's arms, tears streaming down her face.

Emma's footsteps faltered for a moment, her own eyes filling with concern and fear as she approached them. She reached out, gently placing a hand on her mother's trembling shoulder, offering silent support. Her father, too, looked up, his eyes reflecting a mix of exhaustion and apprehension, acknowledging Emma's presence with a grateful yet weary smile.

They waited anxiously with heavy hearts as the surgery unfolded, their prayers filling the silent hospital halls. Each passing moment seemed endless, a mix of hope and fear entwined, stretching the seconds into what felt like an eternity.

When the surgery ended, the doctor emerged with a somber expression, delivering the devastating news that they had all feared. A heavy silence settled over them, and the weight of the doctor's words sank in, leaving them numb with grief. Their prayers for recovery turned into cries of sorrow, and they faced the harsh reality of her brother's passing, their hearts burdened with the pain of loss.

Emma's voice trembled with confusion as she tried to grasp the situation. “What happened, I don’t understand – “ Her sentence interrupted by the sudden arrival of a woman. The woman hurried towards them, her face filled with concern.

“How's Damien?” the woman asked, her hands clasped in desperate hope for a positive news.

The doctor's words, heavy with the weight of a devastating truth, fell like a hammer. “I’m sorry, but Damien did not make it,” he proclaimed, his voice a mix of empathy and regret.

Emma, still trying to make sense of the heartbreaking news, questioned the stranger before her,

“Who are you?” Her eyes met Nina's, who turned to her with tears streaming down her face.
“I'm so sorry,” Nina choked out, her guilt overwhelming her. She collapsed to her knees, crying, blaming herself for the tragic outcome.

Once Nina managed to collect herself and regain control of her emotions, she took a deep breath and introduced herself, shedding light on her relationship with Damien. She revealed that she and Damien were deeply in love, despite the disapproval of her father. They had continued their relationship in secret despite the opposition, but her father's interference prevented them from being together. Her father, unable to accept their love, her father had devised a plan to ensure that Damien is sent to prison.

Emma found herself in a state of utter disbelief as she witnessed the unfolding events in the background. Deep down, she understood all too well the reasons behind Nina’s father’s disapproval of their relationship – her brother being an omega. The revelation of this prejudice left Emma deeply disturbed and disheartened. As she processed the harsh reality of discrimination and stereotypes that plagued their society, her frustration grew.

“I’m really sorry,” Nina apologized to them again.

Emma's thoughts swirled with a mix of confusion, sorrow, and anger. Nina's arrival, marked by tears and regret, intensified the flood of emotions that consumed her. As Nina revealed the truth about her relationship with Damien and the devastating interference of Nina's father, Emma's heart twisted with sorrow and indignation.

Tears filled Emma's eyes as the harsh reality of the situation settled in. The pain of her brother's loss was now coupled with the weight of injustice, discrimination, and a love torn apart by prejudice.

She felt utterly helpless in the face of these dreadful circumstances, which caused her to become deeply frustrated. Due to her position as an omega, Emma felt even more completely powerless to take any significant action, which caused her to seethe with resentment. Her sense of powerlessness grew stronger as she became more aware of her limitations.

In the midst of these troubling events, Emma's father's frustration grew. Consumed by grief over the loss of his son, he made a determined decision. Brimming with righteous anger, he set out for the main pack house, driven by the need to confront the alpha and demand justice for the injustice that had befallen his family.

Upon reaching the main pack house, Emma's father stood tall, his eyes reflecting a mix of sorrow and determination. He spoke passionately, his voice ringing with the weight of his grief and the injustice he sought to rectify. His words echoed through the halls, resonating with a raw intensity that demanded attention.

“I demand justice for my son!” he exclaimed, his voice resonating with a mixture of grief and determination, echoing through the pack house's halls.

Emma, standing by her father's side, offered him silent support, her eyes reflecting the same resolve that burned within her father.

Her father's resounding remarks, “This unjust treatment needs to end!” broke the tension that hovered in the air. The alpha leader, Aurelius, looked at him with a hard, unrelenting gaze as he pleaded for justice and equality. The leader's expression was unfazed by their suffering or the injustice they were protesting against as his eyes pierced into them with little remorse.

In response, Aurelius, seemingly unfazed, issued a command to his subordinate. With a cold detachment, he ordered the pack member to escort them out, dismissing their pleas for justice as if they were mere inconveniences to be dealt with.

Before they left, Emma and Garret locked eyes. Emma's eyes blazed with a potent mix of anger and determination. Her gaze spoke volumes, revealing her unwavering resolve to seek justice for her brother.

Garret saw Emma's unwavering resolve, a determination that sparked his curiosity. In her eyes, he detected a fierce determination that intrigued him.

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“Gabriel,” a voice calling his wolf.

As he opened his eyes, he found himself face to face with a magnificent sight – a wolf, her fur as pure and dazzling as freshly fallen snow. Those piercing eyes locked onto his, conveying a message that he couldn't quite decipher. With a silent invitation, she darted away, disappearing into the depths of the forest.

An inexplicable urge surged within him, compelling him to follow the wolf. Through forest, he pursued her, guided by an instinct he couldn't comprehend. Eventually, they arrived at the very heart of the forest, the paradise he found a couple of nights ago. In the serene ambiance of this sanctuary, he found the wolf curled up inside a small cave, her eyes reflecting wisdom and ancient knowledge.

In an instant, the scene shifted. Before him now stood a woman, her voice strong and resolute as she passionately voiced her opinions. There was a fire in her eyes, a determination that hinted at an unyielding spirit. She spoke of change, of revolution, challenging the status quo with every word she uttered.

In that brief moment, the world surrounding Gabriel appeared to twist and distort, creating a bewildering interplay of light and shadow. Suddenly, he jolted awake, his body springing upright, and he found himself gasping for air as if he had just emerged from the depths of a suffocating abyss. The remnants of the vivid dream clung to his thoughts, the images remaining vivid, the emotions still raw.

With each steadying breath, he tried to shake off the remnants of the dream, but its impact lingered. The sensation of the dream's reality clung to him, making him question the boundaries between the subconscious and the conscious. As he lay there, attempting to calm his racing heart, Gabriel couldn't shake off the feeling that the dream held deeper meaning, that it was more than just a figment of his imagination.