The Omega Who Fought Her Alpha

Who is Amelie?

For someone who hadn’t spoken or for the best part of two weeks, Amelie let out a scream so loud as if she were making up for lost speech time. Her piercing scream caused Nero to wake with a jolt. In response to this sudden outburst, Nero’s eyes darkened and his canines grew, sensing his surroundings and his wolf readying himself for action; Amelie clambered backwards to the edge of the bed. Sensing the intense waves of fear radiating off her and remembering where he was, Nero recovered quickly and his state of alarm quickly subsided and he reached out for Amelie. Amelie in a state of terror crept backwards and as she ran out of bed space, she fell backwards. Closing her eyes, she prepared herself for a hard landing; none came. As she lost contact with the bed, she felt two arms wrap around her, one around her back and the other around her knees. She was suddenly pulled against a hard chest and despite her fears, she felt quite safe. She opened her eyes again slowly and saw the Alpha was holding her tightly in his arms and was placing her back onto the bed. Amelie was terrified, as she clapped eyes on the Alpha, suddenly all her last waking moments came flooding back to her, the beating, the clink of the belt, the sound as it hit her and sliced her skin, the pain, the screams and the very last wish of ending her miserable existence as he pissed on her. Amelie’s breathing became erratic and she started to hyperventilate.

By this time, the scream had caught the attention of Aunt Lily still in her nightdress and Josh, both of whom had rushed into the room as Nero placed Amelie into bed and tucked her in.

“What happened? Is she ok Alpha?” Lily asked, rushing to her side.

“She’s fine, she was just surprised to find me sleeping next to her when she woke up just now,” explained Nero, stepping away from the bed. “Josh, I’ll let you take it from here. Please give me regular reports.”

“Yes Alpha.”

Nero straightened out his clothes and gathering his belongings, he stepped out of the room.

While he was hurt by Amelie’s reaction to him, he knew he deserved far worse. He shrugged it off and steeled himself for the day that lay ahead. He had training, the meeting with Dr. Conway to prepare for amongst his usual duties and that email to finish writing.

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After Josh finally introduced himself to his patient, he began to slowly calm her down and with Lily’s help, steady her breathing. It took them a long time and it hurt them both to see how scared Amelie was. They could both only imagine what had been going on in her mind as she awoke to see the Alpha beside her. Given the wounds she had, they felt she might have been reliving the experience of how they were inflicted and the agony she had endured during the assault and the pain since.

Once Amelie was settled, sipping on some water, he took a look at her charts and added some more measurements to it while Lily kept reassuring her.

“It’s ok little one, all is well now. You are safe from harm and you are healing nicely. Dr. Joshua Chamberlain here and Dr. Sienna Chamberlain have been looking after you tirelessly. You are in the best of hands,” Lily explained, squeezing her hand and gently stroking her head.

Amelie nodded, her mind still reeling from her earlier encounter. Josh interrupted her thoughts.

“Amelie, now that we have made our introductions and you’re a little more settled. I’m going to let you have your breakfast, after which Sienna and I will come back to talk to you about your condition and what happens next. We have tried to contact your father but with no luck. We will be meeting with him a little later this afternoon to discuss a few things with him.”

Amelie stiffened slightly at the mention of her father’s name, she wasn’t sure what bearing her father had on the situation. Amelie also didn’t want him interfering not that he cared enough to, but just in case he did, it would make things worse for her.

“What will you be discussing with my father Dr. Chamberlain?”

Josh’s heart stilled; hearing Amelie’s normal speaking voice properly for the first time she realised how sweet and soft-spoken she was. It was a far cry from the torturous screams he had heard previously.

“We will be informing your father about your situation and what will be done to assist in your recovery.”

“My father is a very busy man Dr. Chamberlain, I can take care of myself and manage my recovery. There is no need to trouble him about such matters.”

“Be that as it may Amelie, legally, you are still a child and we need to inform your legal guardian.“

Amelie fell silent at this and nodded. Lily then informed her she was going to get her some breakfast and Josh took his leave stating he would return within the hour. Both left, leaving Amelie with her thoughts.

Two more years and a bit she would be free from this. She would either find her mate or would leave the pack. She wasn’t sure whether her adopted father would protect her at all and she didn’t want to wait to find out.

Over the years they had quite a strange relationship. Growing up, as soon as she was able to carry out her daily ablutions independently, Amelie was told she was adopted. There was never any attempt made to mask this with a façade to soften the blow. She was told that her mother was allegedly a w***e who was an unfit parent but didn’t know that this was because she had been enrolled into the programme in its experimental stages. While she didn’t know who her real father was, Amelie was told she that she had been conceived as a product of r**e and it was very likely that her father was a member of the pack, a warrior probably. Amelie was not aware she was the result of an experiment and that she would grow up with certain abilities once her wolf matured. Being unaware of the complete history of her origins, Amelie remained under the watchful eyes of Dr. Conway. Her childhood and upbringing was quite a lonely existence. Mrs. Conway passed away when she was four years of age and since then, Amelie had been left under the care of the pack crêche at the orphanage when she wasn’t at school.

Amelie reflected on those years of solitude where she would play with only herself for company. At school she was bullied because she was an orphan and didn’t fit in with the crowd. At the orphanage, because she had technically been adopted, she was made to feel like an outsider there too. The orphans didn’t bully her but the exclusion hurt in its own way. They didn’t realise her life wasn’t the bed of roses they assumed it to be. It was only when she reached the age of eleven, that some of the teachers saw her potential and encouraged her to pursue her studies. It was about the only time Amelie almost felt normal; the time she spent studying. As she turned eleven, her father instructed her that a condition of the Alpha’s for adopting her was that she had to pay back this debt by working in the packhouse six days a week. Amelie like the other Omegas could attend school on three days and fit in her duties around this. Glad that she could still attend school, despite the bullying, Amelie was able to keep her education going; she believed that would be her ticket out of the pack.

As Amelie reflected on her situation and her plans for the future, her thoughts were interrupted by Aunt Lily who had now arrived with her breakfast. There was more food on the tray than she had ever seen in the leftovers they would nibble on in the packhouse. Aunt Lily set the tray down and sat down beside Amelie. On the tray there was fresh fruit, croissants, a bowl of oat porridge topped with honey, a side of scrambled eggs, toast, bacon and beans and orange juice. Amelie’s eyes widened in surprise at all the food that lay before her.

“Come child, eat. You need to heal and that will happen quickest if you eat well,” encouraged Lily.

“This is too much Aunt Lily! Please eat with me,” pleaded Amelie, embarrassed that Lily was serving her and had probably not eaten herself.

After several pleas and protests, Aunt Lily relented but she insisted that Amelie eat as much as she could. Amelie couldn’t manage much at all; she wasn’t used to eating so much. While Lily was coaxing her to finish off the fruit and porridge, Sienna and Josh strolled in to watch the comical scene unfold.

“Please Aunt I can’t eat anymore, look I have a food baby forming,” protested Amelie lifting her gown up to show her.

“That is not a food baby you silly girl, that’s just your stomach bloating because it’s not used to eating a normal quantity of food. You will have to get used to this every day if you are to get stronger!”

“I’ll put on weight and get fat!”

“Oh moons above! Child you’re underweight! You need to put on weight! Dr. Chamberlain said as much!”

“But then why do all the kids call me fat?”

“The kids are just being mean. Ignore them.”

“B-But Aunt Lily, what if the A-Alpha punishes me? Am I allowed to eat all this?”

“Yes my dear it is all for you.”

“Can we keep what I don’t finish? It can’t go to waste, so many Omegas don’t get enough food Aunt. C-Can we give it to them?”

“Only if you promise you will eat a little more.”

“Ok, I promise.”

By the end of the conversation, everyone else in the room felt a little sad as this realisation dawned on them.

“Good morning again Amelie,” called Josh striding into the room with Sienna close behind.

“Good morning Doctors Chamberlain,” called Amelie, finishing her porridge and showing Lily the empty bowl in triumph.

As Lily cleared the breakfast away, the two doctors began their first examination of Amelie while conscious. While much of her body was covered in stitches and scars that were healing, they would now be able to monitor her pain and other symptoms that she might be experiencing. Josh explained to her what her injuries were and the treatment they administered. They went on to tell her she had been in hospital for two weeks or so and that she was healing well.

“Apart from the soreness and tenderness around your injuries Amelie, are there any other symptoms you need to tell us about?”

“No,” she replied, shaking her head.

“We also found considerable levels of ketamine and wolfsbane when testing your blood, are you able to explain why?”

“The ketamine might be part of a painkiller medication I have been taking to manage the pain from my day to day injuries and workload. I don’t know why there would be wolfsbane in my system.”

“Where have you been getting this medication from?”

“I just visit the apothecary near school, the old man there is very kind to me. He seems to really understand the pain I’m in.”

“What’s his name?”

“I don’t know his real name; he just tells me to call him ‘Cheecho’.”

Sienna and Josh looked at each other thoughtfully. Who was this Cheecho? They had never heard of him and they couldn’t pinpoint a particular apothecary around the school. With that said, they finished the medical examination and confirmed that should Amelie continue eating well and resting, and continue healing well, they would discharge her in a week.

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After he left the hospital that morning, Nero was more determined than ever to find out as much as he could about Amelie. He gave Carter the task of finding out as much as he could by midday; he was sure it shouldn’t take much effort; her data should be in the pack records and Carter had to merely extract them. Carter went to the pack town hall where the public records office held certificates of births and deaths, he had no joy. After obtaining a little information from her medical file that Sienna provided him with, he went and enquired at the pack archives where all of the pack members' files were kept. The registrar was very short with him. Carter’s impatience didn’t help either but after impressing upon him was enquiring on behalf of the Alpha that made him scurry off to fetch the information. He was handed a sealed envelope from the registrar and was instructed not to open it unless in the presence of the Alpha.

Gleefully Carter returned to the pack house after a tiresome morning running around with virtually nothing to show for it. Apart from one envelope, there was nothing new to offer the Alpha. He was glad something from the archives yielded a result. As the clock struck twelve, he knocked on the Alpha’s door.

“Enter,” came the command.

Carter strode in and looked at his best friend. They exchanged a knowing glance and Carter ceremoniously placed the envelope in front of Nero. Nero took his letter knife and gently prised the sealed envelope open and took out a file. As he opened it, he saw one sheet of paper in the file. It had Amelie’s name in the header and he couldn’t read anything else, because the entire document had been redacted.