They are closer.

I can smell their scent and breath.

I pushed the cupboard and a desk to block the door, hoping to push harder so that the guards wouldn't break in.

My 6-month-old son is sobbing in his baby crib - he's not crying loud, as if he knows we are in deadly danger. They were coming for my son because his father was Alpha Skylar, but I was just an Omega, the lowest member in the Pack.

Steps are closer and closer. There are a lot of them.

Someone knocked on the door. Without patience.

Pang!

I could feel the desk was shivering from the pound.

I tried to hold back my tears of fear.

The blocks couldn't hold, they were going to break in.

I held my son by my mouth and jumped out of the bedroom from the window.

And more guards were waiting for me in the backyard.

Two black shadows flashed past my eyes and blocked the road in front of me, and they were two black wolves nearly twice my size.

I immediately changed my direction and ran to the right, but the other side obviously anticipated my action, and a brown male wolf blocked the road to my right.

I turned around again, but the back was also blocked.

"Told you, you can't escape." The black wolf in the lead smiled sorrowfully and gave orders to the rest of the wolves, "Take the pup from her arms."

I tried my best to hold in a desperate cry, I knew I could do nothing to stop them.

I was so tired to the point of exhaustion and, unsurprisingly, after a few dodges, I was pinned to my feet by the guys.

My body was covered in blood, my snow-white fur stained red, and all I could do was pant slowly and raggedly.

I couldn't help just letting my brain send me signals of death.

The black wolf turned into a strong man of six feet tall, and he snatched the child from under my paws.

I tried to look up and get my pup back, but my head slammed into the ground from lack of strength, and almost lost consciousness.

I was thrown heavily to the ground and the sharp pain brought me to my senses.

I struggled to open my eyelids and found myself back in the cabin where I was hiding.

A beautiful, well-kept noblewoman of about forty was holding my child, looking down on me with undisguised contempt in her eyes.

It was Janna, the mother of Alpha Skylar and the grandmother of my child.

The child cried out in Janna's arms, stretching out his two little hands and struggling, leaving his mother's embrace caused him to surge with intense unease, which caused Janna to frown in annoyance: "Surely, even with the Alpha bloodline, Omega-born children are still inferior."

I saw Janna casually hand the child over to the bodyguard standing at her side as if throwing away a piece of trash.

"Give, give me back my child…" I cried weakly as I raised my bloodstained front paw.

Janna let out a cold laugh: "I will never allow a child born of a lowly Omega to live."

"But, but he is also an Alpha child... he is, is your grandson." I tried to call back Janna's conscience with affection.

But Janna just frowned in disgust: "How can a bastard child be my grandson? Skylar will never acknowledge the existence of this child either."

The blood in my body turned cold at that moment, and I asked incredulously, "Alpha knows my pup's existence?"

"It's none of your business, just know that both you and your child will die here today."

"No! No!" I fought to move my scarred body, "I beg you, don't kill us... I promise... I promise I will never bother Alpha... ...give me back my child... don't hurt him, I beg you."

These few short words took almost all my strength, so much so that I couldn't even lift my head.

"Your assurances mean nothing to me." Janna said coldly from above me, "If you were smart enough, you should not have tried to get close to my son from the beginning, and now is the price you will pay."

"Carry this bastard out and get rid of it, it's giving me a headache from crying." Janna rubbed her temples and waved her hand at her bodyguard.

"Yes." The bodyguard lifted his leg towards the door.

"No... no...," I pleaded in fear, but now I didn't even have the strength to get up.

"Don't worry, you're next." Janna raised an eyebrow and said, "I will reunite you, mother and son."

As soon as Janna's words left her mouth, a bodyguard grabbed me by the neck and lifted me up, my body hanging in mid-air.

The bodyguard in black kept contracting the strength of his palm, I felt suffocated, and the scene in front of me became more and more blurred, as if I heard the wind blowing in my ears, whistling in an attempt to swallow all my consciousness.

I will not die here. I have to find my kid back.

That was the last thought I had before I blacked out.