Alpha Mine

I hated being taken advantage of. Period. Guess what happened to Omegas in my pack? They were taken advantage of by high-ranking werewolves. Now, it wasn’t as bad as it sounds. Lucky for me, I had an older brother who was an Epsilon, also known as the highest rank below the main chain of command: Alpha, Beta, Delta, and Gamma. He was the strongest Epsilon in the pack. Thanks to that, he was able to save me from the evil hands of anyone trying to make my life miserable. Even though Alec could be ruthless, he had a soft spot for me, for example, flicking me on the forehead as punishment for running away from the pack. Seriously, who did he think he was? Itachi Uchiha? I rolled my eyes, earning a curious look from him. “You know, people don’t actually roll their eyes in real life. That’s just something that happens in books,” Alec said, making me turn to face him. We were on a plane, heading back to the pack. “Says who?” I sat up straight and turned to look at my brother. He had a

I walked around the town until I spotted the pack’s laundromat. Inside, I found a familiar blonde standing in front of a washing machine, his eyes narrowing as he watched it spin. I walked inside the building and stood beside him.“Marcella, making you wash her panties again?” I asked, turning to face Gabriel. He was one of my few friends in the pack, and like me, he was an Omega. So, we understood each other pretty well.Gabriel turned around, surprise written on his face. “Hey, Michelle, you’re back!”I smiled. “Thanks. I’m not so thrilled to be back, but it is nice to see you again.”He made a face. “Yeah, things here are still the same, if not worse,” he pointed to the washing machine. “Exhibit A... Marcella is indeed making me wash her panties.”I shook my head. Marcella was a Zeta who had an obsession with Gabriel. She made him do ridiculous things, like cleaning her car without his shirt on, just so she could sit back and watch him. It was something Gabriel had to deal with oft

The next morning rolled around, and I woke up to a call requesting my help in the dining room. It was the main area where pack members came together to eat.“So, you and Taylor went at it?” Sofia, a close friend of mine, was saying as she casually leaned against the back door of the break room. We were right in the middle of what she liked to call el chisme.Sofia was the Sous Chef in charge of the dining room. She was a small Hispanic woman with olive skin, long chestnut hair, and big, forest-green eyes full of charm. She had transferred to our pack a year ago when Felix discovered her cooking abilities. Today, she was covering for the head chef, Tanna, something she had to do quite often.“Yeah, I swear I can’t catch a break,” I sighed as I grabbed an apron from the top shelf where the staff kept its extra uniforms.She shook her head. “You’re lucky that girl didn’t tear your head off. You got off easy.”“That’s not even half of it,” I groaned. “Did you know Gabriel turned my room i

"Nicholas, nice to meet you!" I took his hand and shook it firmly. I felt a touch of pride as his eyebrows rose slightly in surprise. Omegas were generally intimidated when it came to powerful werewolves.He looked at me curiously. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure after today, you'll never forget it," he said with a beautiful accent. Unfortunately, his ego had ruined it. If there was one thing I couldn't stand, it was arrogance. Especially from high-ranking wolves."Oh, really?" I asked, holding in a scoff. The sudden nervousness I had around him vanished into thin air.The curve of his lip lifted into a smirk, and he let go of my hand."I'm positive."I moved to throw the bag I was holding into the dumpster and returned to look at him."Maybe if you decided to kamikaze straight into Felix's pack house, I'd never forget it," I said sarcastically.Nicholas went quiet for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then he leaned in just slightly, his eyes narrowing dangerously."Tell me, littl

Sometime later, we arrived at the pack house, the largest building in the territory.It wasn't often that I found myself setting foot inside this place, as it was usually reserved for Felix's favorite werewolves. The large two-story building had an open lounging area with a grand staircase leading up to the rooms above.One of Felix's henchmen led us to the barroom where the meeting was set to take place. A flicker of nerves stirred within me, but overall, I felt in control. I could handle this. I'd faced worse situations before and come out unscathed. This time wouldn't be any different."Felix will be starting the meeting soon. Stay here until they both arrive," Marty grunted, his deep voice matching his looming figure.He was a big guy, with broad shoulders and large arms. A scar ran from his jaw up to his eye, giving him a hardened look. Still, he wasn't nearly as bad as some of the others who lived here."Thanks, Marty, we'll start getting the food and ice ready," I told him.Mar