"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

　　"Lead the way," Sebastian gestures towards the door.?


　　Reigh walks past me towards the door and Sebastian follows, ignoring me like I don't exist. That bloody bastard.


　　My guards help me limp outside as well. Someone had brough our bags in the hall. I breath a sigh of relief. Whoever these people are, I think they're letting us go.


　　"Let me take care of that for you," Reigh pulls out a stick from her cloak, a grey quartz gleaming at the base and waves it.?


　　Our luggage catches fire and before my very eyes, reduces to nothing. My wide eyes meet Sebastian. His face is unreadable, but I notice the tension in his shoulders.


　　Rebecca slides her arms around his. "Now we can talk without worrying about you leaving."


　　She smiles at him, like a tigress baring her teeth prettily. What she says next tells me they're not mind readers after all.


CHAPTER 48