"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

　　"Don't think the stars can grant my wish, Hazel."


　　My eyes open and gravitate to his, Swallowing the turmoil of emotions they induce. There are inches between in, entire oceans. This is how its supposed to be, but it feels so, so wrong.


　　I turn my face away, ignoring the dull sting behind my eyes.


　　"Mine neither." I regret the words just as I say them.


　　I shouldn't be doing this, I'm only pushing both of us in a path that ends in pain and disappointment.


　　"Let's pretend that's not what we wish for," I whisper.


　　I feel something warm brush against the side of my face, slowly turning it sideways. Sebastian's stormy blue eyes meet mine, he leans forward, his palm rough against my cheek, causing my heart to beat a tempo against my ribcage.


　　I look away from his stormy eyes. It's too much for me. His emotions, his sincerity, his care, it's too much for me to handle too intense.


CHAPTER 83