"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

　　The next few days go by almost in a run. Though Sebastian didn't show it, I know these few days have been hard on him, specially because he couldn't blink an eye to sleep. Not once.


　　As our time is coming to an end, I find myself closer to telling him about that night he shifted. I want him to know that he's not the monster he thinks himself to be.


　　"Sebastian," I say, mustering up my courage.


　　"Watch your step," he says, pushing aside the vines in front of his face. "The trees are older here, you might trip on a root."


　　"I know," I say, my eyes on my feet. "But I have to tell you something."


　　I take a deep breath and grab his hand. Sebastian's head snaps back towards me, his eyes permanently a shade darker since the day he told me to shoot him if necessary. As if he's constantly fighting off the beast.


　　And ever since then, he's been hypersensitive to any kind of stimuli.


CHAPTER 85