The Alpha's redemption

The whole pack was on edge. The counsel of Alphas was coming. One of them was the Alpha of Alphas, our King. He still hasn’t found his mate. He is one of the eldest unmated werewolves alive. The alpha’s daughter of our pack hopes she is his mate. Her name is Estelle. She is the most beautiful and stunning person here. If only she would have a nicer character. What a raving bitch. But you can't have it all, I guess.

I and some other orphan Omegas are supposed to help out with the Alphas when they arrive, to be their personal assistant, they said. Well, trust me, they mean slaves. The town never looked this clean and perfect before, but behind all this glamour is only darkness. If you are highborn, you are good, and nobody can touch you.

Omegas still okay, but if you are an orphan and omega. Well, you’re only a burden to them. You get the shittiest jobs, and they use you as a doormat. I turn eighteen in two days, and then I’m gone. No idea where I will go, but I’m not staying here.

“Let’s go girls,” the headmistress of the orphanage said while pointing to the restroom, “you need to change into something more suitable for the occasion. Hurry up now.”

We were all supposed to wear white, a symbol of purity, I guess. I quickly changed and placed my hair into a bun. My hair was a mess, big and fluffy. I put some mascara on, and that was it. It is not going to get any better than this anyway.

“You know what we practiced. Straight line please,” the headmistress said, annoyed. I rolled my eyes at her in reply. 

Before I could duck away, her hand slapped the back of my head, “attitude, missy.”

I grunted in return while rubbing the back of my head.

We were all standing outside of the packhouse in a line. Waiting for the Alphas to arrive. We weren’t appointed to a specific alpha. The alphas would choose themselves when they arrived.

“Why is your hair a mess?” Liza whispered with a chuckle.

Liza was my best friend. We grew up together. I didn't know what I would do without her.

I gave her a grin in return, “shut up.”

 We both stood there laughing. The headmistress gave us a death glare.

“Oops, we better stop, or you get smacked again,” Liza said with a cocked eyebrow.

We saw cars coming up the driveway. Huge black SUVs, all with their own family crest. The Alpha and Luna of our pack stood beside us, and Estelle was with them.

They all hoped the mate bond would awaken when the king Alpha sees her. I could see she was nervous, I could even smell it coming from her.

When the first car came to a halt, the door was opened by the driver. This god-like figure stepped out. He was followed by another man. I knew the Alphas would be accompanied by their Betas. He walked past us and greeted Estelle and her parents. He scanned all of us, before he nodded to his beta that Liza was supposed to follow

“Good luck,” I whispered.

I saw she was on edge. I just hope he is nice to her. The next couple of cars were all the same, and all the Alphas looked like strong men in power.

It even made my Alpha look weak.

When the last car arrived, I could see Estelle's excitement rising.

This must be the king Alpha. He didn’t wait for anyone to open his door.

I felt my legs tremble at the sight of him. Power oozed off him. I even took a step back. His aura was insane. Every man before him looked like nothing in comparison.

Estelle quickly walked over to him. He was polite, but I could see her disappointment. Me and two other girls were left. He walked over to my Alpha and Luna, and they bared their necks at him.

I never saw them doing that before. I didn’t understand why, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off him, there was something about him.

I wondered how old he was. I was counting in my head. But I couldn’t figure it out. He has to be above 28, for sure. I saw him sniffing the air. When he looked my way, I stiffened. The headmistress got in between showing the other girls first.

He looked annoyed, but at the same time, I could see a small smile coming up on the corners of his lips.

Oh damn, those perfect lips.

He patiently waited for the headmistress to finish her rambling and nodded. He continued walking toward me. Almost bumping the headmistress on her butt.

I let out a chuckle and quickly placed my hands over my mouth. She will slap me again if she hears me laughing.

When he came to a stop inches away from me, he grabbed my chin, and lifted my face up, making me meet his gaze. He towered over me, and I knew he could crush me like a bug.

I saw him sniffing the air again before he released his grip and walked away. I didn’t know what was expected until his Beta gave me a nudge to follow him.

I followed him up the stairs to his room. Every time I stayed too far behind, his Beta nudged me. When we arrived at his room, his Beta grabbed my shoulder, turning me around to face him.

“Wait here,” he said.

He followed his Alpha inside and closed the door behind him. I waited for 15 minutes when the door opened again.

I tried to listen in, but I couldn’t hear anything. The Beta stepped outside and nodded to me to get in. However, it didn't go unnoticed the devious smile on his face.

I slowly walked inside, and the door was slammed shut behind me. The Alpha sat on a lounge chair in the corner. Just looking at me, the darkness of the room made his eyes stand out more. I looked around nervously. While I tried to figure out what he wanted from me.

“What’s your name, little wolf.” His voice alone made a shiver run down my spine, and goosebumps rose on my arms.

“My name is Jamie, Alpha.” I bared my neck at him, hoping it was the right thing to do.

I kept my eyes on the floor, and I could hear him get up from his chair. His footsteps were heavy with every step he took toward me. His body was closer than before. My head almost touched his chest.

“How old are you?” His voice had a rough edge to it, making my legs tremble in response.

“I’m seventeen, Alpha.” I slowly looked up, meeting his gaze.

The smile he had on his face made my legs go weak. I took a step back, trying to steady myself. Softly I was stopped by the door, giving me something to lean on.

Before I could relax, he closed the distance between us. “What is your status?” he asked.

“Omega, an orphan.’’

He shook his head and let out a laugh, “orphan maybe, but you’re not an Omega.”

I pinched my eyebrows together, “well, I sure am.”

He looked annoyed by my tone. He pressed his body against mine, “are you questioning me, little wolf?”

I could feel his entire body melting into mine. I felt crushed but safe at the same time. “Sorry, Alpha, but my entire life, I’ve been an Omega. I’m not making it up,” I said with a small tremble lacing my voice. 

He relaxed and took a step back, “and I say you’re not,” he said with a smile.

Fine, if he wants to believe that, so be it. I know what I am, and he is not going to make me think otherwise.

He asked me to sit on the bed, and I silently obeyed.

In the next hour, he kept pacing, looking at me. Sniffing me. It felt weird and strange. The silence was making me uncomfortable.

When I finally managed to bring up the courage to speak again, ‘’how old are you, Alpha?’’

He looked surprised, but his expression quickly changed to his grin. “too old for you.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” I responded quickly and annoyed.

I saw his wolf pressing forward when he jumped on me. I fell back on the bed with him pressed between my legs. His body was heavy and warm, and his breathing fanned over my face. His scent was intoxicating, and delicious, making me almost moan.