One

One

            The room was spinning. The drink that I had had was almost finished. But I couldn’t remember how many drinks I had had. Drinking wasn’t something that I normally did. But it had been a shitty week. My father, the Alpha of my wolfpack, had fallen into a coma and no one knew why. The doctors and healers had tried everything but he couldn’t wake up. On top of everything, my ex-boyfriend kept on coming around again.

            I wasn’t sure why.

            We’d dated for a year. My father had hated him. He kept on telling me that he wasn’t my mate and I shouldn’t have dated him because it was doing my mate a disservice. But there was something about Jack that had drawn me in. He could be charming when he wanted to be. I’d also been convinced that eventually, he would recognize me as my mate.

            Then the rumors started. Rumors of him at clubs with different girls from different packs. Betas. Gammas. Anyone that was higher than me, the Omega who couldn’t inherit her father’s role as Alpha. No, in order to keep my family’s pack together, if my father died, I would have to either marry an Alpha or my mate.

            My mate hadn’t appeared yet. So, right when my father fell sick, I broke up with Jack. I thought that maybe I was being punished somehow by the goddess for not being with my mate. But that was over a month ago and my father still hadn’t woken up. In the meantime, my Step Mother, the woman my father had married after my mother disappeared, had been running around Moon Stone Pack acting like she owned the place.

            She had said that I either had to marry someone she wanted me to so she could help the pack keep power or leave. I left. I knew my father wouldn’t want me marrying some random stranger. I might have been an omega, with little power and no wolf, but I was still the daughter of an Alpha. There was always the chance that I could still have a mate out there. Someone that would claim me, and help me take my pack.

            But my father was near death and no one had shown. My Step Mother, Quinn, was someone that was a beta from a powerful wolfpack that everyone had wanted to marry. She had a coveted white wolf and was powerful enough she could shift anytime she wanted. Instead of being trapped by the full moon. I had no doubt she was already entertaining prospective husbands for when my father…

            I shook my head. I didn’t want to think about it.

            “Miss?” I looked up. There was an omega waiter coming over with a drink on a tray.

            “Yes?” I said.

            The waiter smiled at me. “This drink is for you, on the house.”

            “Thank you.”  

            I didn’t really need another drink. The room was already spinning. But the more I thought about Quinn in my father’s house, looking for her new husband before he was already dead, the angrier and sadder I got. If I actually had a wolf, I would have felt them then. I didn’t have a one so all I felt was empty. 

            I took the drink. It was a bright, blue thing that had glitter swirling with it. It tasted like starlight and secrets. The last thing I remembered seeing was a tall guy staring at me across from the other side of the bar, glaring at the waiter. The stranger was tall, with broad shoulders, long brown hair, and dark eyes. The room started to spin. My head started to pound.

            “Little Omega,” I heard a deep voice whisper.

            That was the last thing that I remembered.

            When I woke up, there was the sound of pounding against a wall. I wasn’t in the bar anymore. I was in a hotel room. A room that wasn’t mine because none of my things were in it. My suitcase was no where to be found and my clothes…

            I glanced underneath the sheets and let out a sigh of relief. I was still dressed. There was no stickiness between my legs, or even an ache. I had to have gotten. I hadn’t had sex, I didn’t think….

            But there was the sound of someone else fucking in the room next door. A woman was crying out, having an intense orgasm. “That’s it, baby! Fucking cum for me Quinn! We’re going to rule the Moon Stone Pack together. Yessss…..”

            I shot out of bed and went to the room next door. I pounded and pounded on it until the door flung open. Jack stood there, naked, with my step mother wrapped around his sweaty body. She was naked too with only a sheet to cover her.

            Quinn laughed. “Oh, Emily,” she said, “it’s you.”

            “Jack,” I hissed, “what the fuck is this?”

            Jack grinned. “I should think that was obvious. I’m fucking your Step Mother. I realized you weren’t the key to me getting what I want. Your father didn’t even leave your pack to you in his will. He knew how weak you were. He left it to Quinn. Smart man. He knew she was always going to be better than you.”