"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?

The Alpha's Fated Omega

　　So I do. I walk and don't talk and keep walking until the day bleeds into night and my sore legs are ready to collapse on the ground.


　　"Can't we stop for a while?" I whine.?


　　Sebastian looks up at the sky that's almost pitch black now and then drops his bags on the ground.


　　"Make a fire," he says and my eyes widen.?


　　"To cook food," he says, crossing his arms.?


　　"I don't know how to do that," I say.?


　　"That's literally your job, to make food!"


　　"So you should know how to make a fire!"?


　　"Sebastian I know you haven't been to the pack estate in a long time but our pack house has stoves," I roll my eyes.?


　　Sebastian looks heavenwards and drags a hand down his face, murmuring something that's probably a prayer.


CHAPTER 22