The Fated Alpha Queen

* * * Morag’s POV * * * “I’m telling you sister; we have sat hiding in this damn cave for too long. We should be out there fighting, with every other race on this planet,” Jennifer tells me. I know she’s right. When the world and Gods had gone to war, I had led my clan into hiding. I was a coward. We’ve spent the last ten years hidden away here, only venturing into the cities if we need supplies. Being skilled in the art of magic means we have very little need to leave the cave. “The Gods know that I have the gift of foresight. What if they abduct me and use my gift to their advantage?” I ask her, it’s a genuine concern. “Well, why don’t you speak with your damn crystal ball and look into the future. I’m telling you Morag; I’m done hiding. I can’t live like this,” Trudy says. I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve become a paranoid hermit and have led my sisters to a life of misery over the last ten years. “OK, I will try for a vision. Please place my candles and light them,” I tell t

* * * Eve’s POV * * * “My name is Eve. I’m six years old. My mother was an Omega. I’m an orphan …” I’m rocking against the bark of the willow tree. “My name is Eve. I’m six years old. My mother was an Omega. I’m an orphan,” I repeat over and over again.Footsteps.People are coming.“My name is Eve. I’m six years old. My mother was an Omega. I’m an orphan,” my little voice says again. “Hey up, can you hear that?” A man’s voice questions.“Quiet man. There may still be some of those psychopathic pup-nappers around here. Are you trying to get us killed?” Another man says.“Stop, I hear a child.”“Then use your nose and find her. Imagine if we are the ones to find the child of prophecy, we will be heavily rewarded and live like kings.” “Arthur, this is an innocent child we’re talking about, stop thinking of yourself.” “Just find the child.”I hear the footsteps get louder and push my back against the tree trunk, trying to be invisible. I’m hidden inside the trunk of an old tree. It’s

* * * Eve’s POV * * * “Who are you?” A girl with black hair asks me.“I’m Eve. I’m an orphaned Omega.”“Are you sure you’re from here? I know all the cubs in the Coral Lake pack and I don’t know you. You must be a Mystic Moon member.”“I don’t know. I was in the woods and the men took me.”“It’s okay. I’ll look after you. My name is Elsie.” “Thank you, Elsie.” All the girls in the back of this van tell me their names and how old they are. Some are eight years old. Some are 14, and others are somewhere in between. The nasty Alpha has been asking them if they are the child of prophecy, he wants the child. They all promise each other that if one of them is the child he wants, they will keep the secret. They don’t want the nasty Alpha to take the prophecy child. “Blindfold and cuff them until we return to the back,” the Beta orders the others and then follows his Alpha.The nice man Walter climbs into the van and apologises to us before he cuffs our arms to the sides of the van and pu

* * * Eve’s POV * * * * * * Aged 10 * * * I wake up and rub the sleep from my eyes, my body is programmed to wake at this time now. A year of waking up at the crack of dawn and I no longer need an alarm, or for Rose to knock on my door.I had the same dream again last night, the one where I’m an Alpha and I stop Alpha Charles treating his pack so badly. I was wielding fire and I was flying. It felt so real that it has to be more than a dream. How can something that feels so real, only be a dream? I climb from my mattress and straighten my blankets. I throw on my clothes and tie my hair back. It’s time for the day to begin. “Morning, Eve. Are you ready?” Rose greets me. “Of course,” I say as I turn to face her.“Oh dear. Come to my room so we can wash your hands and face. We’re in the kitchen today and the Alpha won’t like how dirty you look,” she says kindly.I follow Rose to her room and let her wash me. We change my clothes and use a belt to make her clothes fit. I realise how

* * * Eve’s POV * * * When I left the institute, I’d made my way to the packhouse reception and asked a very stern librarian looking woman for Natalie as instructed. Natalie is the head Omega; the position has gone to her head. She acts as though she’s a ranked wolf. Not an Omega who is either ignored or insulted by the rest of the pack. Natalie is an older woman, although her wolf genes would fool a human. She has auburn hair that’s always tied in a ponytail, so tightly that it appears to give her an instant face lift. Her chestnut brown eyes are cold, and years of arduous work has left her with a slim but toned body. If she didn’t have her wolf genes, I dare say she would have callouses on her hands. She has been a packhouse Omega almost her whole life, the longest serving packhouse Omega. As such, she has been promoted to head Omega. Basically, she makes sure all the jobs are completed. A role that has gone to her head. She avoids work as much as was possible.Natalie assigns me t