"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

　　I look sideways to come face to face with Elmond, he offers me a greeting smile.


　　"No, just looking around," I say.


　　"Not at all," I take the arm he offers me and we start walking.


　　"I guess you heard of the party in the evening," Elmond says, taking in my dressing in a quick glance.


　　"I'm guessing you did as well," I say.


　　Honestly, this type of clothing suits him. With his golden hair and crystal blue eyes, Elmond does look like some Duke. I can't help but chuckle at the thought.


　　"Nothing," I shake my head with a smile. "You just seem perfect for a play like this."


　　"Your prince in a shining armor?"


　　Elmons laughs, his eyes shine with amusement. "I'm jealous of Sebastian, really. You must make for a very lively companion."


CHAPTER 67