"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

　　"Very flattering." I give him a look.?


　　"Just use your shirt to wipe it away," He says, already taking off his ruined shirt, I see blood seeping from his shoulders, claw marks evident.?


　　"You did bring other sets of clothes, didn't you?"


　　I nod and wipe my hands on my current shirt before I start rummaging through my bag for a new one.


　　Once I come out from behind one of the trees, I see Sebastian dressed in a fresh shirt, apparently done with cleaning his wounds.


　　"Let me see your arm," he says as I near him.?


　　I hold out my arm, glad that I'd brought more tank tops rather than shirts. Sebastian? cleans the wound with a wet piece of cloth from his previous shirt. I hiss a little, but let him work.


　　If I thought the cleaning was bad, application of the disinfectant was worst. I almost jumped away from Sebastian. Almost. If he taunts me on my omega behavior right now, I'll lose it.


　　"We're lucky we got away with bare scrapes," He says.?


CHAPTER 31