"Going to pack your things already?" Sebastian stared straight at me. "I'm not one of the Omegas that are going with you," I said keeping my tone normal. "But you are an Omega, aren't you?" he raised his dark brown eyebrow. I opened my mouth to say something, but Alpha bated me to it. "Sebastian, you should pick someone a little more... Obedient." He looked at me as if I was a bug under his shoes. "Elizabeth always has had a problem with discipline," he continued. A moment later, my chin was caught by a callous thumb and finger, and my face was jerked up. Sebastian looked over my face and turned it to one side, then the other. As if observing whether or not the product he wanted to fulfill his demands. "An Omega who's not obedient to Lycan?" Sebastian said. "I wonder why no one has taught you otherwise yet." *** Every ten years, the Alpha King will host a competition to choose the Alpha Supreme, and the competition always has twenty competitors participate but only a quarter survive. When Elizabeth Grey is offered freedom in exchange for accompanying Alpha Sebastian Walt on the Hunt, she has no reason to refuse. After eight weeks of blood, mayhem, fruitless feeling, and dark secrets, a cursed Alpha with a made Omega are on the Hunt for a deadly game. Will things ever remain the same?
Beginning
"Run! Hazel, run!"
The sickening sound of flesh being torn apart filled the air, wide hazel eyes watched in horror, as the wolf tore apart the very man they had always looked at with every bit of love in her heart.
The beast raised its bloodied muzzle and snared in Hazel's direction. With a shriek of terror, she instinctively turned on her heel, ignoring the stones bruising her bare feet, and broke into a run.
She could hear the power of wolves padding on earth like the boom, boom, boom of a loud drum. The sound of her heart was echoing in her ears like dug, dug, dug.
She looked back, and two wolves were hot on her heels, snapping their blood-stained Jaws at her. Her stomach throbbed with the effort of running her legs and threatened to give up, but just then, three wolves appeared from the front, baring their teeth, and fell upon the others. Pained howls and snapping of bones filled her head.
As if in a nightmare, tears streamed down her face. Hazel dashed forward. She run, and run, and run until she could no longer feel her feet until sweat covered her like second skin until she was only going on for her unborn child. In the distance, she saw light. High walls, the smell of other lycanthropes. Shelter.
Heaving, stumbling, gasping, she reached the high iron fence that marked a pack's territory.
"Stop!" a stern male voice barked. "Who are you? State your name and purpose."
Hazel looked at the two tall males that approached her rapidly, even for werewolves. Her lips parted to say something, but her mind was blank, her soul-shattering, her energy crushed and darkness was filling her vision and she fainted.
Several hours later, Hazel was holding a baby girl in her arms. Hazel's eyes, so much like her own, gazed back at her.
"Elton would've loved you so much," she whispered, tears prickling her eyes.
A knock on the door of the little room snapped her out of her thoughts. A woman in her late twenties came inside.
"Hazel, The Luna wants to see you," she said gently. "Come along, dear..."
"Yes, let's go." Hazel nodded at the Omega Lydia.
They walked through the long, narrow passages of the omega quarters to the wide and glamorous hallways of the Alpha and Luna's Chambers.
The guards let them into the meeting room where the Alpha and Luna sat. The Alpha was a big man with broad shoulders, a proud scar on his left cheek, and fierce brown eyes. The Luna was a fragile-looking woman, but her blue eyes were sharp as a hawk, piercing as shards of glass.
"Mrs. Grey," the Alpha spoke. "We sent troupes to your pack territory, but no one could survive the rouge attack. No one but you and your daughter..."
Hazel just nodded, feeling her chest constrict with pain. "Now, we understand you need shelter," the Alpha continued. "So, we would like to offer you a place here in the states, as werewolves and Lycan are not so different after all."
"That would be very kind of you," Hazel replied meekly.
"But..." The Luna interjected. "You are not part of our pack. Hence, you can only stay as an Omega," she explained.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Hazel looked at her daughter's hazel eyes, and with a deep breath, she made the choice any mother would've made.
"I accept the conditions," she announced.
After Hazel had been officially converted to an Omega by taking an oath and shaking her hand, which she'd cut a bit to draw out blood, with the Alpha, who had done the same. She went out clutching her baby.
She hadn't taken any more than a few steps when someone tugged at the hem of her dress. Not only that, but she whirled around, and her eyes landed on a four years old boy. With his dark brown hair and deep blue eyes, it wouldn't take a genius to guess who he was.
"Who are you?" the child asked, though his eyes were curious, his voice had been commanding.
"I, well..." Hazel struggled with her words.
"I'm the new pack member," she exclaimed.
The boy nodded, craning his neck to look at the child in the woman's arms. Hazel lowered her arms to let him have a look.
The boy smiled at the infant. "Hi, there. I'm Sebastian Walt. Nice to meet you."
He looked at Hazel, apparently to know the name of the child. Hazel just blushed. She hadn't thought of it yet, but... looking down at her angle, a soft smile tugged her lips.
"Elizabeth," she said. "Elizabeth Grey..."
Luke grinned and let the baby hold one of his fingers. He smiled because of that.
From the bottom of his heart, he said. "Welcome home, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth's Point Of View
Many years after...
"Elizabeth!"
I whirl around, my pin-straight hair following the movement. My eyes are familiar blue ones.
"Shuss!" I mock-glare at my best friend. "I'm doing something important!"
His lips tug upwards in the usual crooked grin and he simply leans against the wall, watching me as I achieve greatness.
Right, I take the culprit, grab a big walnut and take aim. One, two, three...
Snap!
A banshee-like scream meets my ears and I quickly duck behind the wall, choking on giggles.
"Who did this?!" A shrill voice demands. "Who did this?!" repeating its question.
A familiar deep chuckle reaches me from my side. "What are you? six years old?" he asks, his eyes shining with amusement.
"Just because I'm nineteen, that doesn't mean I can't have fun." I grin at him. "You wanna try?"
He considers it for a moment. "Why the hell not?"
I give him a walnut and the catapult, we exchange a serious nod like the ones best friends do before stealing ice cream from the fridge.
He takes aim, pulls the rubber back, and- snap!
"I'm going to kill you when I found you!"
"Why should I believe you?! You're not a human and we don't belong to each other. Go home, be the Alpha Queen that they want!" I'm not expecting that I have fallen in love with the creature I hate the most. I just can't accept that I tried owning the Alpha Queen. Rejecting mate with the Prince who was chosen by her father, Crystal Finn ran away from her Pack, and unexpectedly she arrived at the City where Zion Enrique lived. Zion is a goddammit billionaire who was obsessed with taking innocent things and that includes Crystal. Crystal was unfamiliar with human nature, her beauty captured Zion so he took advantage of that and made her his property. Little did he know that Crystal was just using him to hide her identity so that her peers would not find her. On every blue moon, Crystal changes to her full transformation. On every half moon, her eyes turn red, which means someone should die. On every quarter moon, she looks like an angel that captures human's eyes. And there is only one person she wanted, the one who owned her before and the man who changed her mind about the world. Will the Alpha Queen manage to get her love back that tamed her months ago?
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.