The Regretful Alpha 13.1

"Omega. She's an Omega."

Whispers filled the air, sounding like the buzzing of a thousand bees, deafening to the ears. It was all so loud, pulsing in a way that made heads spin, followed by a sickening feeling that churned the stomach.

"Oh, God. Poor thing."

"I'm not surprised at all. I mean, we've all noticed her frail physique all along. So, it makes perfect sense if she's an Omega."

Young Vione snarled in an uncontrollable panic attack. In an instant, her instincts lit up with anticipation of whatever might happen. She braced herself and scanned her surroundings with a sharp look. But nothing happened. Everyone stayed where they were, just looking at her, staring at her with pity.

The young Vione's growl faded. She found those pitiful stares more painful than the physical violence she had endured from the bullies. A pang arose in her heart, a pain she couldn't escape.

Young Vione stepped back. She retreated slowly; her mind filled with a whirlw