Alpha King's Omega Queen

Rogue Or Not

Dominic's POV~

Blood trickle into my eyes, half blinding me. Seven are already laid dead or crippled at my feet while my rough hands are bruised and calloused. However, I feel nothing when I take their lives.

The warrior who is hurt badly marches toward me in his wolf form, but I am quick as I grab his front paw that has a knife in it and twists it sharply making it dig deeper into the skin. Snarling, I slam my feet onto his head knocking him out completely. I turn around grabbing another one who is going to attack me from behind but I pick him up by holding onto his neck before slamming him down on the ground, not before snapping his neck.

Finally! it's over.

The crowd cheer as my lips curls up in a smirk looking at the dead bodies. I won which means justice won just like any other day. I, Dominic Alvarez, the King of the werewolf am very strict when it comes to ruling. But the dead warriors are a shame to be called werewolves who are supposed to be the protector, by mistreating the Moon Goddess's blessing omega.

Omegas are the weakest of our species and a blessing that is given to us by the Moon Goddess, who can provide the strongest of pups, a new generation, a true blessing. But it's a shame that there are still a lot of high rankers who mistreat them because of the rank they hold.

No rank has the right to mistreat someone inferior just because of the title they hold, it is a strict rule but they use their title to rule their deeds which have led them here.

I have given them a chance to fight for their lives in front of the crowd, in the arena against me in human forms or wolf forms. They can use knives to protect themselves against me, and I know they are not gonna win this battle against a beast like me.

I can kill them without providing any chance to save their lives, without giving them false hope but what's more thrilling than giving them a taste of their own medicine? They deserve to know how it feels like standing in between life and death, the suffocation of helplessness.

I like the way when the opponent is frail and battling to save their life, begging me for some mercy while the crowd cheers me to end their powerless life. It really does soothe the starving beast inside of me completely.

"Clean the arena." Joseph, the royal beta orders the guards who move towards the lifeless bodies lying in the arena, in a pool of their own blood.

"You are bleeding." Joseph says looking at me with concern but I wave it off because it's not the first time I am injured badly.

"Calm down yourself, I will come there in a few minutes." Harper, Joseph mate as well as the Royal Physician says gently.

"I will accompany you." Joseph says to his mate making me chuckle sarcastically.

"Why? You don't trust your best friend with your mate?" I know I am not in the right state of mind but does my best friend fear me just like any other person? Does he think I will harm his mate?

"I trust you, man. But you know my wolf is restless when Harper is near anyone other than me. You know how much possesive we are towards our mate, especially when they are carrying our pup." My eyes soften hearing the word pup but my demeanor doesn't.

So, without sparing a second glance at anyone, I walk inside the castle toward my chamber, ignoring everyone.

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"The cut is a little deep this time. Try not to move your left shoulder much for some time." Harper says while I just sit there without answering just like any other time.

I don't remember when was the last time I talk to anyone properly. I only talk when it comes to legal matters because I don't have any willingness left in me. I don't speak much other than giving orders.

"You know Dominic, my pup has already started to throw tantrums. I don't know how I am going to adjust to her not-so-healthy cravings for two more long months." Harper says and my eyes travel from the marvel floor to her now round belly. At the same time I hear a low growl from Joseph who is not at all please with my eyes on his mate's belly.

Will my mate looks like this when she will carry our mate?

I gulp down the air which seems to be suffocating me, so I divert my eyes planting them on the marble floor again.

"I am gonna throw you out of the room, Joseph." Harper threatens with warning evidence in her tone while Joseph sulks on the other side of the room.

Werewolves are extremely protective towards their mate and family but they are more possessive and dangerous when their mate is carrying their pup. Family or not, they are always on alert to ensure the safety of their mate and unborn pup. Just like a saying goes, love and family make a man go out of his mind while he develops an obsessive nature.

Though I don't look over to where Joseph is standing, I can confidently say that he is smiling. He likes the sassy, demanding and carefree side of his mate which everyone witnesses also every minute of the day.

"Everything is done, take some rest." With that Harper ruffles my hair before leaving the chamber. Joseph follows her picking up the bag full of medicines and bandages leaving me in my chamber which is similar to mine, dark and moody.

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Melody's POV~

I have already told Isla about my plan of running away tonight and she is ready. Now we are just waiting for everyone to sleep. I have packed a small bag which consists of three pairs of clothing and some money. As I don't know where we will be going here from now, so I don't want to take any risk.

"Here. spray this on your body." Isla says handling me a small bottle.

"What is it?" I ask.

"It's a potion which will hide our scents from others so that if they get to know about us being missing they won't be able to find us by our smell." She replies making me nod my head.

I quickly spray the content on my body before giving back the bottle to her. She also sprays the liquid on her body and pick her bag as well. Then we both walk out cautiously without making any noise to alarm anyone. However, my eyes widen when I find the warriors outside the pack house asleep on their duty.

"I gave them wines which had sleeping potion in it." Isla says through the mind link answering my unasked question.

"Thank you." I reply back.

When we reach the main gate I look back at the pack house where I have grown up. Although it doesn't hold many happy memories, but the first six years of my life I will never forget them when I parents were alive.Tears blur my vision but I don't let them fall because I am not doing anything wrong and I know my parents would have supported me too.

"Let's go before anyone find out." Isla says while I nod my head.

We quickly walk into the deep forest before she turns into her brown wolf. I place both of our bag in my back and get on her back holding onto her fur for dear life. She starts sprinting ahead and soon we are out of the pack territory. The moment we leave the territory, I feel my connection with the pack cut off. But that doesn't make me sad, Instead it makes me happy knowing that I am finally free.

However, my happiness doesn't stay much longer because after what seems like a few hours I hear a loud howl from a few feet ahead of us. Instantly, fear creeps inside me making me tremble. I think Isla's situation is not any different from mine because I can feel her tremble too.

Suddenly an unfamiliar scent hit me and a sense of fear stuck my body as I get down from Isla's back. A group of wolves emerges from the bushes slyly and the scent of rotten eggs catches my attention as well as their red eyes making sure that it's a group of rogues.

The rogues edge closer making me whimper in fear. I hold onto Isla's fur. Suddenly, one of the rogues leaps onto Isla making me scream in fright. Isla's wolf tries to fight the rogue but I don't think she can hold into it for long.

While looking at her, I haven't noticed another rogue coming my way. I realize the presence of the rogue when it bites my ankle making me whimper in pain. It has sunk its sharp canine deeply into my skin. I scream loudly and the rogue knocks me to the ground instantly causing me to hit my head on the hard forest floor.

But before the rogue can cause more damage, it is ripped away from me. I look up to the source to see that other wolves are fighting the rogue group. In a few minutes, the rogue group is lying dead on the ground.

I hear a whimper from my side making my head snap to see that Isla is the one who is whimpering. I rush toward her before crouching down to her level. I put her head on my lap while tears stream down my face.

"You two need to come with us." Someone says with a deep voice making me scared.

I look at the person who is not alone. There are a total of six of them and thankfully they are wearing shorts. All of them are looking so angry that I want to hide somewhere. But I can't leave my friend alone.

"Please help my friend." I let out in a small voice.

"I can't smell you both which is highly suspicious. So, I need to put you into the prison of our pack." The unnamed man remarks.