"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 tell myself I don't feel like I'm about to burst into tears every time Sebastian averts his eyes from me, I tell myself my thoughts do not drift to what he said that day every night, I tell myself I will forget this.


　　I watch as the sun comes up from behind the clouds. A wave of homesickness crashes over me. Mom's pretty face, smiling warmly at me.


　　Cleo crooked grin, calm blue eyes. Alexandra's ruckus over the tinniest things. Martin's amazing apple pies and savvy stories.


　　What have they all been doing since I came here? Would they remember what day it is today? Someone touches my shoulder.


　　I jump away, in an instant, my revolver is pressed against someone's forehead, my finger at the trigger. Sebastian holds his hands up in mock surrender.


　　I let out a breath I was holding and pull my hand away. "You startled me."


CHAPTER 81