Love's Obsession

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk...

                      Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor.

                           His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession.

                                       She felt trapped with no one to turn to.

                                    Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... 

CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING 

The Werewolf Academy Dean, Alpha Lucius Blackmoor, was the werewolf king, and to keep the peace between the lower packs, the professors were either an Alpha or a Beta in their respective areas of expertise.

It was an honour to be accepted into the Neutral Zone’s Werewolf Academy. Isadora Dawson was the first Omega to go against all the odds and the old traditions, and managed to score at the top of her high school year class and was rewarded with an acceptance into the Werewolf Academy.

Omegas were no more than a pack's servant, usually serving the Alpha and Beta families, though some were treated no better than slaves. An Omega rarely found their fated mate; instead, they were either claimed by an Alpha or sent to the Omega Breeding Centre.

The Omega Breeding Centre is just that. As Omegas were the lowest of werewolf ranks and as they were the closest to being human, they were able to conceive more frequently than an Alpha, Beta or Gamma female, and they were the only ranked wolf that could handle pups fathered by different males.

Due to the benefits but curse of being an Omega, the Omega Breeding Centre is where all packs send their Omegas so that they are made available to any Alpha or Beta for reproduction.  

Isadora Dawson was the youngest daughter of six, to Alpha Oliver and Luna Ava Dawson and was born with an Alpha-Omega wolf, a rare occurrence that can be seen as either a disgrace and curse or a Moon Goddess’s blessing. Though Isadora had shifted like any other Alpha at the age of 5, she still had to work twice as hard for everything that she achieved, and though she had a few of the Alpha family privileges, she was still treated as all Omega servants, especially by her older Alpha sister.

As Isadora grew up, she saw how Omegas were treated, herself included, and decided at a very young age that she wanted to change things; she wanted to give other Omegas the choice to become whatever they wanted.

Her mind was even more set by the time Isadora was 14 when she overheard her parents, older brothers, Casper, Dash, Chase and Seth and her older sister, Olivia, in her fathers study, talking about selling her off to an Alpha of another pack, as they didn’t want to send their daughter to the Omega Breeding Centre, as was the law, if the Omega wasn’t betrothed to a particular Alpha, Beta or Gamma.

So, on top of everything else she was required to do as an Omega in the pack, Isadora put her head down and studied, even spending her spare time in the pack library reading and learning from the old tomes and scrolls.

Isadora learned about the old ways where Omegas were cherished and meant more to packs than just a servant, a slave or a breeder. However, over the years, greed, power, and privilege had taken over, and everything sacred, including the lives of Omegas, was overwritten and became lower.

When Isadora turned 16, she again overheard her father talking to Casper, Dash, Chase and Seth about contacting a neighbouring pack and setting up an arranged mating in exchange for an alliance once she had reached the breeding age of 18.

Isadora, determined to take charge of her own life, ignored the bullying both at home and at school to graduate at the top of her year, and thanks to a secret letter with all her achievements included to Alpha King Blackmoor, Isadora managed to secure a place at the Neutral Zone’s Werewolf Academy.

However, even with the exemption letter for the Omega Breeding Centre and the acceptance letter, both signed by the Alpha King himself for the Werewolf Academy, Isadora’s father still insisted on the mating and alliance with Alpha Kellen Lennox of the Windwalker pack.

Knowing that they would lock her in her room and force her into a mating she didn’t want, Isadora celebrated her 18^th birthday with her family and knowing that Alpha Kellen would be there in the morning to pick her up, she waited until everyone had retired for the night, before she pulled out the duffel she had secretly packed with everything she thought she might need and snuck out of her window.

Isadora had made sure that everything was set at the Werewolf Academy, and all she had to do was get there. Once Isadora made it to the ground and then into the woods surrounding the packhouse, she stripped her clothes, packed them in her duffel and slipped it on her back before shifting into her small, light golden brown wolf, Opal.

It took Isadora three days travelling out of sight to make it to the Neutral Zone and into the safety of the Werewolf Academy walls. Once inside, Isadora found a secluded place and shifted, redressed, and then walked into the orientation building.

When she approached the female wolf sitting behind the main desk, she looked up from the computer in front of her, giving her the once-over and said, bored.

‘I think you’re in the wrong place, Omega. The Omega Breeding Centre is in the Kingdom territory… Did you need me to organise a ride for you…’

Not really surprised to get that response, Isadora stepped a little closer to the desk and said in a clear tone.

‘I’m here to pick up my orientation pack and key to my dorm.’

The female whose name tag pegged her as Freya laughed and laughed until she was holding her stomach and gasping as she tried to say.

‘You’re a student… I think you need to check your rank, Omega…’

Getting a little aggravated now, Isadora swallows and says.

‘My name is Isadora Dawson. I even have a letter here from the Alpha King accepting me into the Academy.’

Isadora passed the letter from the Alpha King over to Freya when she managed to get a hold of her laughter and held out her hand. She looked at the letter and frowned before tearing it up and saying.

‘That was bullshit. A fake. Get out of our Academy, you low Omega…’

Just as Freya gets to her feet and throws the ripped-up pieces of Isadora’s entry letter at her, a booming voice comes from off the side behind her.

‘What’s going on here?’

Isadora whimpers at not only the loudness of his voice but also the pure Alpha aura connected to it. Freya quickly moves, bowing her head in submission as she says.

‘Alpha Blackmoor. This Omega was trying to say she has enrolled in your Academy, Sir… Which is impossible…’

Alpha Blackmoor looked from Freya to the female standing on the other side of the desk. He took a small step forward, watching as she took a small one back. A small smile pulls at his lips before he sets them in a thin line again and looks back at Freya, saying.

‘Did you even bother to check your computer to confirm her story before attempting to throw her out?’

‘I…I um…’

Freya stutters and then sighs.

‘No, sir.’

‘So, in other words, you didn’t do your job and thought you could do mine… Pack your desk.’

Freya whimpers but knows not to argue, as she steps back over to the desk, glaring daggers at Isadora that the Alpha couldn’t see. Alpha Blackmoor then continues.

‘Miss Dawson. My apologies for the rude welcome. It is an honour to meet our first Omega student… If you would please follow me, I will get you all set up myself.’

Isadora faulted; she didn’t expect to meet Alpha Blackmoor in person, as even with her Alpha heritage and bloodline, she was still Omega. Alpha Blackmoor waited with his hand out, not wanting to scare her, knowing that as an Alpha, he was very intimidating, but as he was also King, it always made it worse.

Taking a deep breath and steeling herself, Isadora steps forward and places her hand in his, allowing him to use that connection to lead her into his office.

As he said, Alpha Blackmoor took over her orientation, making sure everything was correct, even reprinting her acceptance letter for her to keep. Once all the paperwork was done, Alpha Blackmoor escorted Isadora out of his office and back to the front desk, which was now occupied by a male named Ian.