"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

　　I glare at Sebastian, my glare intensifies when I see his lips tugging upward in an infuriating smirk.


　　"Forget it, Hazel.” He shakes his head, mirth leaking in his voice.?


　　Sebastian starts walking and I quickly get up, following behind..?


　　"You're such a jerk!” I jab a finger in his arm. "You caught me off guard!"


　　If you can't take a flick to your forehead, how can you hunt?” Sebastian asks.?


　　Swallowing back a snarky reply, I retort to ignoring the jerk. We walk on silently, save for the sounds of the forest.


　　I wasn't even thinking of hunting that adorable dear family! It had been his dark mind that started this conversation! How can being flicked on the forehead be related to hunting?


　　Blinking out of my thought, I look up at the dark sky. Thick droplets of rain fall down, each carrying at least a cup of water in it.


　　"Damn it," Sebastian quickly folds the map and puts it away.


CHAPTER 26