"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

　　The big circular window on the east looks over the whole forest from such height, it looks tiny. My head doesn't bump against the roof despite to its slant due to my short frame.


　　I find a broom and quickly dust off the floor when someone knocks on the door on the floor. I open it to come face to face with a boy about my age. His big violet eyes stare at me, curiosity obvious on his features.


　　"Are you Elizabeth?" he blinks animatedly.?


　　"Ms. Everette asked to drop off a mattress here for you," he says.?


　　The only problem we face, it that the door is too small for the mattress. So we do the obvious.


　　"A little more," I wheez out, throwing my whole weight trying to squeeze the mattress.?


　　The boy, Filipe, squeezes it from his side and gives it a shove upward. I fall on my behind from the impact of it. flipping to its original shape as it pops up.


CHAPTER 49