"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

　　In all honesty, I cant believe I like this better that the break. I ike the forestry all around, the constantly changing scenery. And the lack of hormonal males. Days jump by and as time passes, Sebastian gets more and more snappy.


　　"Stop wasting time, Hazel, get up!" I hear a hard voice.?


　　"Shut up," I mumble as I push myself up from my sleeping bag.?


　　Grumbling, he all but yanks up his stuff and gives me a low-key glare. Ignoring him, I pack my stuff and we start walking again. Sebastian silently and with the speed of a cheetah, me munching on biscuits and following as fast as possible.


　　"Slow down, will you?" I finally say, my breakfast long finished.?


　　I put up with him for another hour before my patience reaches its limit.


　　"You're being lazy," Sebastian snaps at me.?


　　"No," I cross my arms. "You're being irrational. We cant run our way towards the finish line."


CHAPTER 37