The Cursed Omega And Her Alpha Mates

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PETRA

I was astounded that Emerald spoke the truth for the first time in forever.

The truth and Emerald didn't go together. He was a chronic liar.

"What?" Alpha Matt hissed, "do you know what you're saying? How can an Omega resist you? Are you not the Beta's son?"

I heard their collective gulps and it gladdened my heart. There was nothing more satisfying than witnessing Alex and Emerald writhe in discomfort.

"She has somehow developed a resistance to my dominance and is trying to instigate an uprising amongst the slaves."

Although I was writhing in agony, I smirked. I knew that Emerald would lie. Recently, my wolf stopped fearing and lost all respect for him. The last time he tried to command me, my wolf took over and attacked him. It is a very big mystery but he lied about me being an instigator. Even amongst fellow Omega, I was treated as scum. How was I supposed to instigate people who didn't see me as anything?

Emerald was so embarrassed by my sudden ability to fend him off, that he ensured that I kept it a secret. The only person who knew about my resistance to him was my best friend Leslie. At first, we thought it was a general thing and we tested out this new phenomenon but found out that she was still very much terrified of Emerald. We concluded that this discovery is unique to me.

When he tortured me earlier, he tried to assert dominance, but it was hilarious and annoying. Even now, my wolf wants to claw his eyes out. After that torture session, I saw my opportunity to run because I knew that he wouldn't be able to summon me back, but I wasn't expecting the Alpha's son to get involved.

There was no way I'd be able to resist Alex's wolf. It is the wolf of an alpha and was highly dominant.

"How?" Alpha Matt hissed, getting to his feet and bending before me.

I could feel the power radiating from him without him saying anything.

“Is she resisting you too, Alex?" Alpha Matt questioned his son.

"No father, but she's a lot more strong-headed than usual. We should put her down before she becomes a bigger nuisance," Alex hissed.

"Petra," Alpha Matt called to me.

My head automatically raised. His wolf was the most dominant of all. I had no willpower against it. I must serve it. It was why Omegas were known as the weakest. We didn't challenge those who command power, instead, we cowered away from them and obeyed them. I hated that feature of my morphology so much. Because it was why we were being mistreated.

His brown eyes peered into mine as he assessed me. The intensity of his gaze scared the s**t out of me. My wolf always wanted to be on his good side. I was quivering as his eyes searched mine for a few more minutes.

After what felt like forever, he got to his feet and returned to his seat.

"I don't see anything abnormal about her. And no, Alex, we will not be putting her down until we've fully understood how she's able to resist a whole Beta wolf. I still think you should put more effort into planning your birthday and finding a mate. Remember you need one to ascend to the throne. As for the Beta's son, you should do random tests around Silverbane to discover if she's the only one who can resist you. It is worrisome that such an anomaly should exist, Emerald.

You're supposed to be the second in command after Alex. Do the random tests among the general population immediately."

They nodded,

"As for you, deserter," he hissed at me, his words crashed into me and my body collapsed in shock.

I began whimpering and feeling sorry for myself. I hated that part the most. I knew that my punishment would be worse than I could imagine. Alpha Matt was very creative with these things. He had the mind of a sadist. It's where Alex got his torture ideas from.

My wolf quavered in fear, wishing we could somehow avoid what was coming.

"I've had enough of your recklessness. I promise that the next time you're brought to me for any reason. I'll rip you apart myself."

A small shriek escaped me as my wolf began to fill my mind with images of my body being ripped apart. "For now, you're to join the lowest slaves. Let it be known that I have demoted you to dirt. You're now the lowest-ranking member of Silverbane and you will now be referred to as the daughter of a slut. You're never to speak unless spoken to and obey your superiors at all costs. You shall never try to leave Silverbane again.

"The moment you deviate from this is the moment you die. Emerald, give her 50 whips and try to reassert your dominance," he said, dismissing us.

I opened my mouth to gasp but the power of his decree slammed into me. My eyes popped wide open.

He just took the only right I owned! The right to speak!

It was unfair!

I wanted to scream but my lips clamped shut and suddenly felt too heavy. It was like a padlock had been placed on my lips. I could speak when spoken to.

It felt ridiculous that I had become the lowest-ranking member of Silverbane just like that.

Emerald gave me a subtle grin as he dragged me out of Alpha Matt's throne room.

My lips were sealed as he took me back to where I escaped from and began flogging me.

The scorching silver whip burned my body but I couldn't react. I bit my lips until they burst and gushed out blood. For werewolves, there was nothing worse than a silver whip. Although I'd been receiving that torture for a long time, it only became worse after Emerald was put in charge of us.

I whimpered as my body burned, tears, blood, and snot stained my clothes. I've lost count of the number of strokes I've received. Emerald seemed to be enjoying every moment of it, although he was panting like he was about to faint.

I wanted my pain to end. My wolf howled within me, threatening to snap control of me and attack Emerald again, so while enduring my pain, I battled with my wolf. It hurt more that I couldn't cry out. My lips were sealed so I couldn't disobey my Alpha. My body shuddered, overwhelmed by the amount of torture it received.

If Emerald hadn't tied me up and beat me into a stupor before I escaped, I would have been able to shoulder what I felt. The sound of Emerald's heavy breathing and that of the whip lashing and tearing open my flesh combined and tortured my ears. I wanted to cry out.

“Alpha, please,” I begged through the Pack bond. “Allow me to cry out” I begged.

But like always, I was ignored.

My eyes suddenly began to droop and I felt darkness and fatigue wash over me.

After one lash, everything went dark.

*****

The first thing that hit me when I awoke, later on, was stale air. I wrinkled my nose and fluttered my eyelids. I could hear Leslie's soft cries and I turned to look at her.

I wasn't in my room. This was another place entirely.

"Hey," I croaked, my throat parched. Maybe I'd been out for too long.

She immediately jerked up and regarded me with her baby-blue eyes. Leslie was so pretty. She could easily be called the prettiest girl in all of Silverbane. Her beauty was effortless and she carried along a certain innocence to it. But she was born an Omega like me. Because of that, jealous pack members bullied her. Leslie's beauty made her find favor in the eyes of many males, just like my mum. But unlike my mum, she hated it. Leslie was one of the rare few with a pure soul.

Although her eyes were swollen and her face puffy, she still looked pretty.

I smirked at her,

"You're so stupid," she cried, "you're so fvcking stupid. I thought you weren't going to make it. They brought you here to die and you have the effrontery to smile at me?"

I only smiled brighter and pushed myself up.

As expected, my wounds had healed up completely and my skin was glowing. The only way anyone could tell the amount of mental trauma and pain I was experiencing even as I smiled at Leslie was if I told them.

Leslie knew me too well, so she punched me lightly.

"I hate you Petra, you're the worst best friend ever. You never listen or take advice."

I shrugged,

"How are you? What happened this time? Everyone is talking about how you've been demoted to something lower."

Tears still spilled down her eyes as she laughed bitterly. "What's lower than our horrible existence? If only you agreed to listen to me."

She began weeping again.

I didn't care much about what happened to me. But seeing Leslie sad always made me sad.

"It's okay baby," I said, engulfing her in a hug. The moment our bodies touched mine, shock mixed with pain scattered around my body.

I stifled the scream that climbed out of my belly. This was new. I was supposed to have healed all over, but for some reason, I was still sore and my flesh was still tender.

Noticing immediately, Leslie pulled back.

"Oh my," She gushed, and another fresh stream of tears began rolling out of her eyes.

I frowned, trying to hold back my tears, but it hurt. Pain still coursed through my body.

I looked around and saw that my belongings had been strewn about. What Leslie was trying to say finally dawned on me. They had actually moved me to a new place. And I was now the lowest member of Silverbane.

The door swung open and Emerald stepped in grinning.

"Rise and shine bitches, you've got work to do. Let's go! Chop chop everyone!"

Leslie jumped back and started trembling in fear.

I almost rolled my eyes. My wolf knew that behind all that buffness was a sad and envious little boy with an even sillier wolf. How we came to this discernment is something that still confuses me to this moment.

"Are you deaf?" He growled, banging on the door.

"No, no, w-we are coming. Petra's just, s-she's… we…"

Emerald sneered. I could see how much he loved the control he had over Leslie.

"Shut up and get your friend to stand up and follow me. You guys are on cleaning and waiting duty for Alex's birthday celebration. You and the rest of the Omegas should prepare to arrange the hall for the party, then when you're done, Petra and Leslie, you are to join the servers for the night. Clean up well and make sure to look presentable. Now get up."

I looked at Emerald with disgust. How did he expect us to be able to stand after we must have lost strength from cleaning the big hall? How did he expect to look presentable when we would be so tired? I knew what standing and moving around on an occasion is like. There was no way we could combine it with cleaning the hall.

It would make our performance suffer at Alex's party. The worst part is that if we made a single mistake, we'd earn worse punishment.

I knew Emerald was doing it purposefully. Anger surged through me. It was a trap. I wanted to argue, I wanted to say something but my lips were locked. I stared mutely with my fists clenched.

"Petra?" Leslie asked, unknowingly giving me the right to speak.

Despite the pain I felt, I jumped to my feet and rushed to Emerald.

His eyes widened and he stumbled back.

"I'll do it. I'll clean mine and Leslie's portion of the hall, while she serves."

Emerald chuckled,

"No." He said, "Alpha Matt wants you to serve. He wants to see that you're obedient. His eyes will be on you, Petra,"

I shiver as my heart falls. There was more at stake than I realized.

"I'll do it." Leslie said suddenly, "Petra needs to rest up for the party. I'll clean my portion and hers."

I gasped, wanting to protest, but I couldn't speak. I hated Alpha Matt's punishment now more than ever.

Emerald raises a brow at her then shrugs. Grabbing her arms, he yanked her out of the room and shut me inside. I was still so tired that I fell back and cried myself to sleep.