Female Lycan kings, male omega queen

The Queen.

Omega pov.

The morning came, I have always hated mornings, not because of the sun, or even any kind of weather, but because of what mornings would bring me.

I am sitting in my tiny hut, I say hut but the men who come call it a hen house, or dog house. It is a square where I can just about lie curled up on the floor. The sealing is leaking, but it helps when it is summer, then the heat isn't as bad. In winter I have made an easy fix with old clothing I have bound so I can stuff the hole.

As I sit quietly waiting, what I'm waiting for is daybreak, for the sounds of feet coming for me, the same feet that are there to ‘train’ me. They come every day, sometimes I just get food, sometimes they stay for way too long, I don't know what the training is for, and I don't dare ask either.

The sound of ruffling catches my ears, together with the sound of people talking, most of the time they only come one at a time. And mostly it's just ‘Daddy’ that comes. I lie down on my side, I am tired, more than I usually am. I have been throwing up for a while now and ‘Daddy’ told me that the man with the pointy things is coming again. I don't like that man, maybe he is coming today. It has been a while since I have seen him. He is always hurting me by forcing me down or even strapping me up to the pole in the yard..

“You woke my boy?” His thrilling voice is breaking my head open, it's as if the whole world is spinning and is coming crashing down on me, my breath is hard ans shallow at the same time, the stars start to form around the forming dark edges of my vision.

“Why are you not answering your Daddy?” I wait on the hit, or kick whatever comes first, maybe i'm lucky and he will only hit me, he usually stops because his hand hurts after a few punches, but the kicks usually don't stop, even after my mind have gone blank. But the person with him must have stopped him, I could hear his annoyed breathing. “I think he is pregnant my lord”

That is the last thing I remember before the whole world went dark.

Third person pov:

When the Omega fell unconscious, the two men wrapped him up in a blanket and carried him to the clinic. They were going to put him in a coma and wait till the pup was born. before starting the breeding over again. But they didn't make it that far. On their way to the clinic they were assaulted by multiple people, they came out of nowhere and before a fight could even start, the war was already over. After the assailants left two men to die in their own pool of blood, the assailants picked up the Omega that had fallen to the ground after a hand had gone through the man who carrieds him. They took the Omega among others and left. The Omega was brought to the city to be auctioned off to highest bidder, at the slave auction. But little did the assailants know, that the unconscious male they were transporting to the auction was the last known/unknown to most Omega. If they had known, they would not have struggled to sell him, the way that they did.

When attacking the unknown pack, they had just thought it was a waste to have no one to enslave after the battle, the Omega was not the only person taken from the Pack. But the others were Females and other males not of age yet so they were going to the adoption agency instead of the auction, which is where the assailants get the biggest cut. The assalenst made a living of hunting down tribes and almost extinct species and selling them off. To the rich, bored, and childless. Some even buy what they call incubators for their offspring, so that their mates bodys do not change when getting pregnant. Either way, the assailants get around 1 grand for every child they submit to the orphanage and the money they make there is sent to the master, and thereafter being split to the whole organization, whereas the people they submit to the auction is money directly down into their own pocket. That is after splitting it evenly with the people in the group.

Omega pov.

When I came to, I was ready for the feeling of ‘Daddy’ on top of me, or the feeling of him already having been in me, but that specific disgusting and sickening feeling never came, I opened my eyes, or I tried to. The room was too bright for me to see anything, it just hurt my brain to try and see, my eyes picking up white and stars starting to tickle their way behind my eyes. Even with closed eyes I could still see the light seeping in through my eyelids. I could hear people walking close by, I could smell alcohol and rubber, two smells I hate and get sick by smelling. But other than that I was totally alone, the smells were still there, and the room started to feel suffocating with the air getting thicker and thicker after each breath I took, only to be a little better every time someone came through the door. I feel like a long time passes before someone enters the room, they smell of alcohol, and that old lady from the kitchen ‘Daddy’ had told me to give me food. She never really liked me, said that I was annoying and a bastard. I don't really know what those two words mean but she sounded and smelled mad. Sometimes she would even smell like ‘Daddy’ then she would be less angry and more kind. But she would still be angry, she would just not hit me, smack me or kick me everytime she was near me. This lady did not smell angry, she smelled of no emotion, like she was asleep. She rustled about, tugging on things that were in my arms and legs. Then she left again. And it was like everything just drifted away, the light, the pain and even the feeling of the bed, it just disappeared into a dreamless sleep.

René Pov.

It has now been around 2 years since I took over the throne from my grandfather. He passed it to me, not because my father or his siblings are no longer here, no because I apparently share the same vision as him. God could he have been any more wrong in that aspekt. My grandfather was a hard, merciless, cruel and evil king. He would suppress anyone and everyone on his bad days, sometimes his good too, just because he could. He gave me the throne because he was thinking his children were too weak to take over, so he chose me, stupid i***t. And by the way my name is René. I am 26 years old, I live and breath to get this kingdom up and running again. After the reign of 200+ years my grandfather just had, it's hard but worth it… Who the hell am I trying to kid, it sucks, I got the throne, but it cost me my parents, siblings, uncles, aunts and cousins, now they all hate me for getting the throne, not that I wanted the blasted thing in the first place. But after being crowned you can only give it over to a successor or relative and damn mine suck big time. They want the throne for the same reason my grandfather had it, power and money. I am not giving up the future of everyone just to give them a damn golden pedestal they can stand on to see the world crumble underneath them. But here I am, 2 years running astraigned from my family that used to love me, before showing how they really feel. Hate, disgust and jealousy. Come one really, it's work, work, and more work, the fosil didn't even use a computer so all the bloody paperwork has to be scanned first, it's a huge pain in the ass. Not to mention the annoying Ware-Alphas all over the world, having problems with the new laws that I am making, and the old laws that I am removing. Jesus, get into the blasted twenty first century already.

Back to me. I am 26. I already said that, I am about average height, 178cm, I wear a size small in most clothing. I wear dresses, and skirts out of convenience, because my ass and legs do not fit the same pair of jeans, and getting them tailored is a waste of money and my time. My hair is a pixie cut, again convenience, it's a dark red color, all natural and yes the carpet matches the curtain, not that it is any of your business. My eyes are blue, but they look more white. or gray depends on the lighthing. People sometimes call me the ice queen .

I am at the moment, I am taking a walk in town, I say town but it is a major city, we live in Denver Colorado. My whole family moved here after the news of my grandfather's sickness came to our attention, that was 5 years ago. I walk around from time to time, just to see how it all looks, a lot of the humans here do not know that the big ass business up ahead is actually our castle/head office for the kingdom. We have a lot of castles around the globe, but most of the problems are in the US. People here have a way too big jump between their values. I walk past the Indian restaurant with the warefoxes, they are nice people, lovely actually, they make the best food, and their servings are twice the size of human servings, and they deliver so that is awesome. It is around here that I get the whiff of a really good smell. Mouthwatering smell actually, that and the smell of packless. I walk into the ally and behold, I see on the ground. a person passed out behind a container.

*poke poke* “Are you dead?” I ask while poking the body, whose back is towards me.

*groan* The body moves slightly and I see the most disturbing thing ever, this person is male, tall, but his whole body is like a skeleton, except the big ass belly on him. It looks like he has a watermelon stopped under his skin, his almsot nacked body is covered in blue marks, and scars damn a whole lot of f*****g scars.

I take a deep breath, this is definitely the smell of my mate, but I hope this person is of age, otherwise i'm in deep s**t. Not taking any chances with my mate or my soon to be child, apparently. I open the mindlink for my second in command Connor.

Conner you awake?

Ya i'm awake King

I need you to go to my floor, I got a visitor. I'll be there in a bit.

You okay there, need a hand?

Nooo, but I might need ya wife to come this is a little bit different than… anything I have ever seen

I close the mindlink and take hold of my mate, he is long, but malnourished. His bones look like they could poke a hole in his skin if too much pressure was applied, but he was feather light, unless there is something that weighs less than a feather, then that is how much he weighs. I cover him in my jacket as I start walking back. I was about 2 minutes from the front door of the castle, and he was light so it wasn't really that hard to take him and the baby in him there, even if I was half his height. Walking in the front door I nod to the security guard, he pushes the elevator button, he does not say anything though. He respects my private life and I respect him for that. I step into the elevator and look at the creatures in my arms, and shortly just shortly, he opens his eyes, they were golden, proof of incest. s**t. I sigh and smile down at him, he is still my mate and I sure as hell am not going to let anyone hurt him, even if the elders are going to be a f*****g pain in the ass because of it, “Don't worry, it's not your fault cutie” I was not going to let him think for a split second that he was unwanted, if he could hear me. I get out of the elevator and Conner and Delayla are standing waiting. “King” they both bowed, I just walked past them. I laid my mate on my bed and sat beside him, tugged the cover over him so he could get a little warmer.. Thinking of going and getting the heating blanket so he would be warmer, the blanket I only use when I'm on my period.

“That the patient?” Delayla asked, I nodded and she started examining him.

“That child?” I looked at Connor, he was confused. I gave him a light grinn as I gave his mate room to work. I walked over to Connor “Gonna tell me who he is?” Connor was standing with his arms folded over his chest, his eyes staring daggers at me and his lips were pressed into a fine line. He was not challenging me, but he was anxious to know what the hell was going on. Delayla came out again, “The eyes” Delayla started, I nodded and looked towards the room, where my mate was laying. He was breathing ever so softly, I could hear his breath every 7 seconds. “He's my mate” I said and gestured towards the door. Connor drooped his arms. With an open mouth he walked over to the door. “How's our queen doing?” Connor was concerned, having known him my entire life I knew he was ready to lay down his life for the tiny person under those sheets. Delayla stood up and walked past Connor and over to me. “We need to talk,” she said and gestured towards the couch. Delayla and I sat down, she shot a questioning look at her mate. Connor shook his head, standing sideways to be able to look at us and at my mate in the bedroom. Delayla smiled and shook her head. “I have a hypothesis” she breathed in deeply and took my hand in hers. “I think he is an Omega my King” I looked over at Connor, him looking over at my mate. “But they are extinct,” Connor said, now standing a little more straight. arms crossed over his chest. Delayla shook her head, “I know, but he is definitely male, but there is a baby inside him, the baby is well of what I can say. If he is indeed an Omega, I would have to read the elders notes on their pregnancies, cause I have no Idea about those.” she sounded as if she had run into a dead end and had nowhere to go. “On the other hand” she started, leaned back and let go of my hands “I know for a fact he is a child from Incest. His eyes, his build, even his size. All of them” she stated looking at me, I had to swallow a growl knowing she had looked at his body before I had. She smirked sadly at me. “He should be able to gain weight fast, and he needs to for the child, more information we will have to collect after some blood test and other tests we can run while he is with the child. Other than that, you know René, with you being near him, your mate. He will heal faster. I would have recommended giving him your blood, but again not knowing much about Omegas, I would wait until I have gathered information regarding him.” She stood up and pulled her mate from the room, giving me time to relax and seep through all the information I had been given. I walked over to the bed, deciding not to get the blanket, I would be warmer anyway. I pulled the covers up and crawled beside him, he had gotten some more color in his cheeks. I laid down on my back when I was feeling empty. I rolled over to him. He turned and was laying face to my chest, I smiled at myself as he came closer and closer, even if he was asleep he could feel the bond. I took my arm around him and as I breathed in his scent I fell into oblivion.