conquering what is his

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Xavier's small frame huddled closer in the soothing womam's arms, her black hair curtained his small frame as she rocked back, and fourth gently. "They so mean, mommy."

The simple omega only cooed at the toddler's heartbreaking words, the brown eyes of the often loathed child she love staring innocently in her hazel ones, and she shook head."I know, honey but that's how the world is."

"To me, mommy?"

"It's not you sweety," The woman smiled at the little boy she raised as her own, as she got up from her position on the dented bed in the servant's chambers, and shifted the little boy on her hip and she looked for her beloved gift in her drawer."Sometimes, people hate what they can't understand. This was from my mate."

The child's eyes only stared at the boring chain that his mommy held dearly in her grasp, he frowned not understanding why it meant so much to her, and his mommy's smile only grew wider.

"I never was given a gift." His mommy's sad words made him look at her confused, as she held him tightly, "Until, I met him. He loved me, more I loved myself baby."

His mommy shook her head as she placed the plain chain back in it's place, "See? It doesn't matter if the entire world is against you, sometimes just one person could make you feel as if you have the world."

"Me too, mommy?"

"Yes, Xavie," His mommy poked his button nose, smiling widely, "You'll have your very own mate one day, a mate that loves you, and that you'll love, but promise you'll never doubt her love for you no matter what."

"Why?"

"Because, no matter what she'll never see you the way you see yourself. She'll love you, but only if you allow her to." The child nodded in excitement, his head bobbing up, and down like he understood everything now.

"I have her now?"

"No, baby," His mother laughed as she stared at him, "Not yet, but one day."

"Promise?"

His mommy held out her pinky, that her toddler immediately latched his with, and she said with truth behind every word. "Pinky promise."

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Xavier ran more laps than he usually did, his wolf urging to let him take over, but he refused knowing if his wolf was out he'd have no choice but to claim what was his.

His mate.

An animalistic growl filled with hate came through him, as he thought of how f*****g naive his mate was, and wish he wasn't so pathetic to have her run around with some other man; if he wasn't such a f*****g coward he would've marked her that very night.

Xavier was never out of breath once as he jogged around the pack house territory, being ranked as an omega he learned from an early age that he was seen as nothing more than a punching bag, and that was exactly why he made sure to stay in shape so if any of the pack members wanted a fight, a f*****g fight they got.

He even stole as much food even if the f*****g asshole forbid it he just changed in his wolf form, then hunted an animal outside. He didn't give a s**t.

Xavier found out the hard way he wasn't entirely a werewolf, especially after his mother's death his selfless stood in mom died from s****l assault.

Something most omegas died from, so after her death the harrassment increased with

taunts of assholes calling him an halfling, bastard, abomination,

and worthless.

Xavier's wolf was constantly given drugs by pack doctors when he was younger, they always made a pathetic attempt to immoblize his Alpha, and it was obvious why.

Xavier knew they all feared him secretly inside, the drugs had worked after awhile, and even made his wolf stop it's appearance then his mate came along.

Now, it's power was hard for him to suppressed, it's anger radiating, and he could only force himself to try another exercise pushing himself up to tame his wolf down yet even that wasn't working.

Xavier wanted exactly what his wolf wanted...to punish their mate.

They both knew that the lower ranking placed on them made the small girl confident she could get away with s**t, and even get to run off with men with more power and Xavier smirked as he sat up.

His fangs painfully pushed forward, thirsty for blood, and to show his little mate he was more powerful than the man she dared tempt him by being with. If she wanted an Alpha...

He'd give her a Alpha.

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Lolita eyes stayed on her plate, as she toyed with the brocolli on her fork, and chewed quietly on the bland meat her body uneasy as she felt the disgusting being's eyes on hers.

"I see you like it here," Lolita eyes widen with forged excitement, as she faked a smile,"You take a liking to my pack." Liking to their days in hell.

She thought inwardly.

"They're nice." Lolita said simply, her body hot for no reason, and she shook head grabbing the glass of water gulping down the cold liquid quickly. The Alpha watched her do so intensely,"How are you without a mate?"

Lolita stared at him through the rim of the glass, her face blanched as she forced out a lie, "He died years ago."

She waved dismissively like it was nothing, she forced down the bile that rose in her throat at her disgust for herself, and forced a smile at the pleased Alpha.

"Aren't I lucky?" He said, before letting out a laugh. His dark eyes even darken moreso, as he leaned back from his plate of food, and streched his arms behind his head staring at her like he would piece of meat.

Lolita gulped another mouthful of water fearful of her stupid idea.

"I sure hope this night never ends," her eyes widen once she felt his shoe against her calf,"I know I'll have fun."

In your dreams.

Lolita thought inwardly, "Too bad I have curfew, the pack policy is sadly everyone sleeps at nine." She gibbered only to gain a laugh from him.

"Sure, you aren't breaking it. You'll be beneath my authority, and me." He said nonchalantly, shrugging at his direct innuendo, and the poor girl couldn't fathom how she got herself in such a mess.

Lolita knew she'll have to find some way to escape this mess, her time was already running out.

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