"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'm not sure," Sebastian says. "The recreated map isn't very accurate, but I guess we should reach it in about five days, give or take a few."


　　I nod, feeling a thrill of adrenaline go through me.


　　"If we don't have to change course—"


　　Sebastian cuts himself off with a low growl.


　　His hand reaches up, fisting his hair.


　　"Sebastian!" Without thinking my hands reach out to do, well, I don't know what, but something.


　　"No, Don't!" Sebastian stumbles back, dark eyes wide in alarm.


　　I stop in my tracks, confusion and worry cloud my head.


　　"What?" I breathe out. "You're hurting, you idiot! Let me help!"


　　"You can't help," Sebastian says, "Stay away. Im not too..."


　　Another growl rips its way out of his chest. I watch in horror as he falls to his knees, features contorted in pain. His chest rises and falls rapidly, eyes darting in every direction like a caged animal.


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