Posing for the Omega (For the Alpha #2)(44)

“She might not, but I do not need others to hold me accountable.” Zora replied with finality.

I cringed. He would most definitely keep his end of the bargain. My alpha would never give his word and go back on it, I think it would physically hurt him to be so dishonest. It would be hard losing the pack if it came to it, but I would much rather lose the entire pack then my mate. Pushing my nose into his cheeks I licked a quick kiss across his warm skin to reassure him. I wouldn’t let him do this alone. Alpha rumbled deep in his chest accepting my gesture and I had to hold back the need to pounce on him. Now wasn’t the best time to have wild alpha sex. A few minutes later Naga appeared in the entrance of the den and was followed by Sallo, Vod, Shy, Geb, Hert and to my surprise Alloy who was looking much better than the last time I saw him.

“I told you not to come.” Naga sneered at the last wolf to walk into the den behind Alloy.

Koda growled back at the she wolf furiously, “and I go where my mate goes, so fuck off ornery bitch.”

Oh, this was going to be a fight. I wiggled trying to get to my feet to stop my littermate from getting into a full out brawl with the alpha bitch, but Zora stopped me with a heavy hand. “You do not need to interfere, they will restrain themselves.”

“I think you have to much faith in them.” I murmured.

“They will not like the consequences if they do not.” Alpha rumbled.

Naga took a step towards Koda and he mimicked her movement the both of them baring their fangs like enemies would. They squared off but didn’t make another move towards each other. Alloy barked to catch his mate attention after a few minutes effectively breaking up the standoff. Koda sneered but trotted the few feet to his mate and took up a spot in the den among the other betas.

“Svara start from the beginning.” Alpha commanded.

The red she wolf sighed as if she was put off by the entire gathering, and I had to imagine that she probably was. “I was born into Hexis’s pack thirty five years ago along with my two littermates, Kida and Omza. We were separated and raised by our casts when we were a few months old. The females raise the females, the omegas raise the omegas and the alphas raise the alphas. The females are the lowest class in the pack cast because we hold no worth except for manual labor. We are slaves and born into it, while any alpha is born to be one of Hexis bloodthirsty soldiers, and the omegas…” Svara took a deep breath, “they are nothing but breeding machines for the alphas to spawn more luperci. It has been since I was born and it has never changed. Hexis is determined to rule everything and surround himself in an army of bloodthirsty soldiers that would never doubt his fucking rein.”

“What point is there in all that power?” I mumurred. “What does he gain from it?”

“You really are naive.” The she wolf hissed as if pained by my lack of understanding. “He gains everything. Anything he wants he can have, any omega he wants to fuck, any alpha he wants to kill, and prey he wants to hunt. Hexis can have any of it and there is nothing any wolf or luperci can do to stop it.”

I swallowed feeling my heart thump painfully in my chest. He could destroy our pack, that’s what she was saying. If Lathos didn’t then Hexis would, at least that’s what she was saying. There had to be a way. I wouldn’t believe that I would be running for the rest of my life to escape being an omega. She had— wait Svara had run. “You did,” I said softly, drawing everyone's attention on me. Clearing my throat I tried again. “You did. You have something he wants but cannot have. You took females and omegas from Hexis pack and they can’t find them you said.”

“Yeah I did, but it’s not the same. I was raised to be like the other females, a slave. My brother came to me one year when I was twenty and I thought for sure he would beat me like the other had, but he didn’t. Instead he asked me if I was content with my life. Not happy, not sad, fucking content. I’d seen my adopted damas beaten, raped, and killed - I had no hope that my life would be any better than theirs and he had the fucking…” Her nostrils flared and her body began to vibrate. “Females and omegas are not allowed to shift into their luperci forms, it’s forbidden. Only an alpha can walk in that form. Isn’t that a load of horse shit. So, I told him no that I wasn’t content and I got so fucking angry I shifted right there in front of him. I thought for sure he would kill me for it, I’d seen females killed for way less. Omza obviously didn’t kill me, instead he gave me an opportunity. He would got me out of the pack, and in exchange I would take the females and omegas sent to the same location twice a year and hide them, and I have for the past fifteen years, but this last time Lathos and his fucking band of bitches found the pick up location. I was only able to get out with one female, and I know that bastard saw me. So that’s my story. As for you Ira, I’m guessing your dama was somehow apart of the same little rebellion I’m in, except they knew they had to take you from the pack young. Being born stuck in your luperci form, I don’t think even being an omega would have saved your life.”

My insides quivered and I felt my pups shift around restlessly. Did they feel my emotions? Were they trapped inside me surrounded by my stress and anxiety. I’d been a foundling because I was different. Even as a luperci I still wasn’t completely normal. Hadn’t I already figured that much when Dey had told me Vey could shift easily, or when Zora could hide his luperci form almost his entire life. Broken, that’s what Lathos had called me. “If I’m so...broken then why do they want me?” My alpha’s hand settled on my neck, silently reassuring me that I was anything but broken.