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‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

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Nov 30th

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛ ʏᴇʜ ꜱʜᴜʜᴜᴀ ɴᴏʀ (ɢ)ɪ-ᴅʟᴇ ᴏʀ ᴀᴍ ᴀꜰꜰɪʟɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴜʙᴇ ᴇɴᴛ. ɪɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴀʏ, ꜱʜᴀᴘᴇ, ᴏʀ ꜰᴏʀᴍ. ʙᴏᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ.

#❀• —Shuhua #❀• —Asks #❀• —SpecialDelivery #❀• —Aes

Forsaken by the moon goddess, her own pack, love, hope, and everything in between.

The omega sits near the lake, her hands playing carefully with the petals of the flower she holds. Her eyes raise to the sky, the moon nowhere to be seen. Darkness consumes it all; her sniffles can't disturb the silence, the sound taken away by the wind.

"I thought I could have it all if I tried hard... I thought once I was out of here, I'd be free forever. Like a broken curse, the past would not be able to catch up to me again. Foolish... So naive..." Her head shakes slightly. A decision has been made, and there is no turning back.

She moves carefully as she stands, her body still aching to the bone, wounds stinging at the gracing of her clothes. She walks closer to the water, her bare feet sinking into the coldness, her toes wiggling at the sensation.

She smiles to herself as her one hand reaches her belly, thumb caressing it gently.

"Don't worry... I won't let anything happen to you. This time, I will make sure you're safe. I will love you with everything I am. I will care for you. No one is going to hurt you. No one will take you. It will be you and me forever."

Taking a deep breath, Shuhua walks back to the shore, hot water waiting for her.

The omega takes her time, plucking the petals of the flower one by one, careful not to break them. She takes the leaves too, placing them all together into a cup.

She brews herself a tea with all the care she can muster, sits back down as she stirs the petals inside, the smell making her dizzy rather fast.

The wolfsbane works in incredible ways during a new moon.

She leans back against the rock as she empties the cup on a single sip.

It burns, stings, and soon enough, she feels the choking. The coughing is hard to contain, her body sweating right away, her lungs closing up, and breathing becoming hard. It's not more than a few minutes, and soon enough, she gives in to it all.

Her body falls limp as she manages to get on her back, consciousness fading almost in slow motion.

It's impossible, but she swears she sees him.

Standing over her, like her own prince charming, she feels his warmth. His hand on her cheek, the smoothness of his voice. His scent surrounds her, familiar, safe. Home.

She's gone home.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

#❀● —Shuhua

Screaming breaks through the silence. The cries of a helpless omega, the heartwrenching pleas, the grieving sobs.

The Alpha standing outside the front door doesn’t seem to care, a cigarette in his mouth as he growls at a small group of betas who stopped nearby at the cries for help, having them scramble away quickly. Leaving the omega to her luck once again.

No remorse, no worry, no fear of consequences in the man’s stare.

Everyone knows better than to challenge him.

Inside, Shuaua’s arms hold a limp body tightly pressed to her chest as her tears stream down her cheeks uncontrollably. The small baby, heartbeat gone, growing cold, seems to take away with her every bit of hope the omega had left. Her body shakes, aches, she is in pain, and her chest feels heavy.

How could he? His own daughter...

Shuhua doesn’t hear him walk back inside, unaware of how much time has passed; her distress doesn’t subside, but rather increases as his scent fills the room.

Arousal.

As if her agony brought him a sick, twisted pleasure. Arousal surrounds her threateningly, hands snatch her kid from her and force her onto her stomach on the ground. She’s subdued, the weight of the Alpha too much for her to fight. The breeze makes her shiver, but it’s welcome. A distraction, another thing to focus on as she’s stripped of her dignity once again.

Her eyes fix on the discarded bundle of blankets near them, her cries silent, tears never stopping, but she knows better, too. Better enough to avoid angering him more.

The Alpha walks away once he’s done, leaving behind a defeated omega.

Shuhua doesn’t move, not until he’s long gone, at least. She knows what this was meant to mean. Another chance to give him the boy he wants.

Another chance to do what she should’ve done the first time.

The omega struggles as she crawls towards her baby girl, holding her in her arms one last time. A quiet apology whispered to the wind, a kiss filled with sorrow.

A goodbye.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

#❀• —Shuhua

The café is open, music blasting, people coming and going. It's a regular Monday. There's nothing to make it special. No drink of the week, no experimental dessert to try. The decoration has changed, kept to a minimum. The once greenish and lively place, filled with plants and flowers, packed with colors and comfort, is now another minimalistic white and grey spot.

The barista works efficiently, smoothly, drink after drink, order after order. The cashier barely smiles, just taking the customers' money and asking them to wait on the side.

Even the patrons have changed, the old regulars that met up, that attended for the fun changes, that had befriended the lady at the counter are now gone.

The only one who remains is the owner, the young woman who once took Shuhua in, gave her safety, stability, and a life. Her smile is gone now most days. The spirits aren't the same since her departure. She had to explain to her few friends that she was gone, and she wasn't even sure where. All she had left was an apology and a goodbye, after all.

Meanwhile, Shuhua sits next to a man she doesn't know, in a house she doesn't own, cooks his dinners without complaint, handles his needs without a word.

The mark on her shoulder remains red and bright even months later, proof that it was unwelcome on her skin. Everything itches whenever he touches her, marks of her nails littering her paleness daily, proof that he's not welcome in her body.

She's been stripped back to what she once was, a small omega from a deadbeat pack that gave her away as soon as it was appropriate. Quiet. Obedient. Compliant. A shell of what she could've been, but in the end, what she was destined for.

The bump in her belly brings tears to her eyes, mind drifting back to the life she loved. The life she wanted. There's nothing else she could do now, other than promise herself a better future for her own child.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

#❀• —shuhua #❀• —[CLOSE]

ʜᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ .⋆⁺₊✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆ ⁺

#❀• —shuhua #❀• —aes

Shuhua chuckles quietly as a new customer praises her outfit, head lowering slightly to hide away her blush as she focuses on getting the image he had asked for on his coffee right.

While not a fan of dressing up, the girl has to admit this time the costume doesn't make her feel weird or uncomfortable, and that on its own is a bonus.

A princess from a fairytale, waiting for her prince charming to claim her love. That's her assigned role tonight, at least, and she takes it very seriously.

"Thank thee, good sir. Prithee, accept this humble beverage. We are honored by thy presence this eve. Mayst thou have a most delightful night." Handing the drink over the counter to the man, taking in his shocked expression, the woman giggles. "Thank you. Have a nice evening!"

Oh, how much fun she'll have tonight.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

#❀• —shuhua

‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵

#❀• —shuhua #❀• —aes

Shuhua chuckles at the confusion of her followers. It's always exciting and a breath of fresh air when people get so excited about new desserts, drinks, or even just their events!

The café has become Shuhuas home, more so than her actual one. The safety, warmth, and comfort... They're things she never got to know. She wonders if people feel that too, maybe that's why everyone seems to like the place so much?

"Unnie, do you remember when you first opened? Did you ever think it'd get this big?... Ah, I remember seeing the sign looking for baristas and walking in without knowing anything about coffee machines!... Yeah... I was lucky to find you back then. You took me in without knowing me at all! And look at us now~... I'm really happy to work for you, unnie... Oh! Look at this comment? What is a..."

The girl doesn't take too long to give away the answer, her own thrill having her give into the inquiries and insistence to know– Though she also takes the time to write down the wrong answers, after all, the public should get what they want!

She loves the new additions, honestly, and hopes everyone else will, too.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵

#❀• —shuhua

Shuhua giggles as she looks at all the notifications come in after her post. It truly has been a while. It always feels like forever whenever the Café remains closed– Though this time there's no room to complain as she gives the place a last look before closing her computer.

It looks better than ever, she won't lie. Shuhua can't wait. The event they got ready, perfect for the grand reopening. It all falls into place once again, she thinks.

Or not.

"I'm coming! I'm coming... Ah! Unnie! We said no changing the furniture last minute. Where do you want to find someone to make cabinets in such short notice– Fine, fine. But we're opening next week!"

Well, she thought it looked amazing already. But "trust the process", that's what manager says. And so she trusts as her computer is turned back on once more– Of course it's her job to find a carpenter now.

‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❀・ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵