"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

　　After a moment, Sebastian nods. "The spell will wear out eventually. We'l just have to wait a while."


　　A while later, he tries again. And again. And again. For hours, Sebastian— and me as well, try to pry the boulders away from the entrance. Panting, both of us slide down against the earthen wall of the cave. I'm not sure if my clothes are still wet from humidity or from sweat.


　　"Okay," Sebastian huffs out. "Either she's still out there, or this spell is supposed to be this way."


　　"That's one crazy ex," I crack a smile, breathing heavily.?


　　The corner of his mouth tugs up. "To think we weren't actually together."


　　I feel a breathy giggle bubbling up to my mouth. "Daisy would've done the same."


　　"What can I say?" This time Sebastian? smiles openly. "I have a way of making women go mad."


　　Ignoring the aching muscles, parched throats and the looming certainty of death, we both laugh.


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