"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

　　"Come on," I stand up from my spot and dust my clothes. "Let's go win this thing..."


　　Days melted into nights and my memory only stores all of it as a haze of walking, arguing and more walking. The forest was getting thicker, the trees and vines blocking our path- it's not even a path actually, just a zig-zag go through. So I guess it's really our fault for doing this, not theirs.


　　"Goddess, this is infuriating." I grumble as I push vines out of my view and stagger behind Sebastian.?


　　How the hell can he walk through here?


　　"Stop grumbling and focus," he calls back. "The roots are protruding out of the ground."


　　"Whats next? Apes throwing rocks at us?"


　　"I doubt it. The forest was cleared of most animals for the Hunt."


　　I roll my eyes but don't say anything, as I do so, my gaze lands on a bright red feather ball on one of the lower branches of a tree.


　　"Aww, just look at that adorable— eeek!"


CHAPTER 46