"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

　　Sebastian has been more antsy than usual. Many a times, I notice him glance at me, almost as if he wants to say something, but he never does. Not that it will make a difference anyways.


　　"It's your turn to keep watch," Sebastian says while we eat salted cord for dinner.?


　　I nod, counting in my mind the money I can save up if I take two jobs. I don't go to any institute and with my werewolf stamina, I can easily manage.


　　"Hazel," Sebastian says, stressing the nickname, I don't look at him "Did you hear me?"?


　　Finishing my food, I stand up and lean against a tree, arms crossed across my chest. I can almost feel Sebastian's gaze on my back before he opens his sleeping bag and shuffles inside.


　　I look up at the starry sky, the almost full moon. My mind wanders to everything, nothing. He's lucky to have escaped you for this long.


　　My mate won't think that.... Would he?


CHAPTER 38