AN OMEGA FOR THE ALPHA KINGS

“Hello!!!” “Ava!!!” Ms. Elina yelled as she approached me by the counter where I stood, carried away in my thoughts. “You had better not get me into any more trouble, miss!” she added, pulling me by the ear in joining the others. I wondered what it was like being dressed up as a pretty ball princess, smiling and dancing amid fine young men accompanied by their brides, mates, and lovers. And of course holding on to mine with the others, unfortunately, I wasn't made for such a life. I had my focus back on the tray in front of me holding on to it as I walked into the ballroom with the Omega girls as myself. The ballroom of the pack house was mainly for the Alpha's family, but the part where they had to be served belonged to us. “Hurry girls, the guests are waiting!” Ms. Elina yelled as she gave out her usual orders. I held on to my tray tight, moving into the crowd as I wished tonight would go away without me having to work my ass off to survive here. I glanced over at the popular band members as they went on with their music and then I allowed my eyes to travel down the length of one particularly outrageous dress worn by Elsa Miguel. Daughter to the late Beta. At that moment, I felt a figure coming in on me as we both crashed into ourselves spilling the wine from my tray to the floor. “What in the bloody hell?” I heard someone say in front of me. And just then, I realized who I had bumped into. Shit!… Alpha Gonzalo O’Brien!… “I'm so sorry!!” I said immediately going down on my knees knowing the mess I had gotten myself into in such a short time. As I had my head bowed to the floor, everything around me felt so different. The strong scent of fresh mint and masculinity wafted over me, pulling me with its irresistible force. I suddenly couldn't hold back the feeling that swept over me with him standing right in front of me. And like a freed prisoner, my wolf was about to burst out in excitement, with all attempt to seal the wolf bond. Who would blame a loner? All at once, the music In the background stopped calling the attention of the other guests in the room as they all stared at the scene. “Mate?!” I voiced out, covering up my mouth almost immediately realizing what I had just said. Staring into Brien’s eyes, it felt more like my wolf instantly withdrew, curled far back into its cage, on seeing his reaction. I can't tell what he felt towards me, but I knew it was attraction, not in the very least. The mere sight of me irritated the hell out of him, and I felt sorry, for myself, and my wolf, most especially. “How dare you?” he asked, as he moved closer to me with his fingers wrapped around my neck and pulled me to himself. I trembled at the sound of his voice, hoping for all of what was happening to be a nightmare. But apparently, it wasn't. The moment he got a closer look at me, he had me dropped to the floor and began pacing, while I scampered around like a nice. “Never!” “I can never be mates with such a weak wolf like yourself!” he yelled pointing to me. His words cut through me like the edge of a knife through my heart. I held on to my dress, trying so hard not to tear up in front of the guests. This is impossible… I thought to myself as I had my face lowered to the ground. “An Omega?!” he yelled, holding on to his hair feeling so disappointed. “And of all the welcome gifts I could get, was an Omega for a mate!” he said, frustrated. “That's bullshit!!” he added. My hands and feet suddenly went cold from me being scared of what he had in mind to do to me. Just as he stood there staring at me with so much hate in his eyes, he finally had his words uttered. And at that point, I felt the strings being cut off. “I, Gonzalo O’Brien, creator and ruler of the Crimson Shadow Pack, reject you Ava Sebastian to be my destined mate. You are nothing but a weak wolf” he declared. I heard murmurs in the crowd as everyone stared at me, but that wasn't as painful as the torture of a ripped mate’s bond. I clutched my chest, and nursed an invisible wound. Unlucky as ever. I sobbed. “Guards!” Brien yelled into the crowd. “Have her locked in the cell!!” he said. Walking down the hallway, accompanied by the guards as they had me blindfolded I slowly wished for death to come. They had me taken in and locked. I stared out the window to get a peak of the moon as it was that it was a full moon. A cursed night for me I must say… ************************* ”You!” the guard from last night as he had me pulled out of the cell room. “Bring her over to me” I heard someone say. The minute they had me taken into a different room, our eyes met. I clenched my fist trying to hold back my wolf at the sight of him. “Kneel before me!” he commanded. “From this day on, you are meant to be mine!... My slave!” he corrected aggressively, shattering every illusion that was about to take flight. My wolf remained mute, too lazy to pick a quarrel with its now rejected mate. “A new maid, I suppose,” Elsa said, walking into the room. “Well, isn't she lovely?” she said, holding onto my face as she looked into my eyes. For the first time, my wolf growled, a low and weak growl. But that was just about it. “Someone's going to cry,” she said laughing at the tears that rolled down my cheeks. The next thing I knew, she had her hand fully on my face making me fall to the floor. I winced in pain as my cheeks were starting to hurt. “Please.” I cried. You can't possibly let this piece of crap hurt her... My wolf managed, spiking a mind link that died just as it sprouted. Brien growled as he turned swiftly to face me. The mate’s bond... Wait... What?! When my eyes meet his crimson and stern ones, I froze.