The Silent Omega

1. The monsters from her nightmare 

Sapphire Blue Pack, 

Texas, 

"Aria, this is for table five." Aria nodded at her coworker as she placed the empty tray back on the counter. 

She just returned after delivering the orders for table fifteen and others were already waiting for her. 

"Yes, Mandie." There were three trays occupied with a mountain of French fries, two buckets of crispy chicken wings and five big glasses of coke floating with bubbles on the top. 

Painful expressions crossed her features as she looked at it. Out of all the other waitresses that worked here, she did the most work. She sighed and reached for the trays of coke and French fries and swung back to deliver them to the hungry customers. 

Dine and Date was among the busiest fast food centers in the pack that never went without sales in a day. There were customers flooding in all the time. The food here was tasty and mouth watering and attracted an end number of customers daily. 

Her pace was rushed and prompt, she balanced each tray in her hands. She walked steadily in her converse shoes with a smile on her face. Although the waitresses here were supposed to wear high heels along with black and white uniforms as per the norms, Aria smoothly walked in her shoes. Carrying orders in hands while balancing on six inches high heels was not something she thought she could do

She swept a gaze over the room at other waitresses. Then peered at herself. She was not only an exception who wore shoes against high heels but also an odd one out who preferred trousers against short skirts. 

There were two kinds of uniforms available for the females for selection. One was black trousers paired up with a white shirt for a uniform. Second was a skirt with a shirt and a black tie. She chose the former alternative. 

Unlike the other waitresses who preferred as long heels as they could carry along with tight barely-there skirts— which earned them a good amount of tip that was double or triple of what Aria earned as her salary— she was comfortable wearing trousers. 

There was just one pathetic, self made policy that every waitress followed. It was that— The more seductively you dress the more handsome tip you take home from the customers'

Since the majority of them were males who only came here to enjoy the hot sight of beautiful waitresses leaning against their tables, and showing off their bare cleavages or round curvy asses from under their short skirts, the waitresses here earned tips which were more satisfying than their salaries. 

But Aria was different. An exception. She reveled in the comfort of trousers and a shirt buttoned to the neck. To make it look less boring, she threw a waistcoat on it that she purchased from a thrift store. Correction... It was not a thrift stone in her perspective. It was a mall for Aria. 

Not that she desired to make money using her body as bait. She was happy with her earnings. Even if it was as low as seven hundred dollars per month.

Aria shook her head and focused. It was not the time to think about her status or appearance. Fear snarled in her chest as she was to approach the monsters from her nightmare. 

Regarding the five guys sitting on table five, Aria's body tensed. She attempted to present herself regularly. Unfortunately, adrenaline kicked in like overflowing streams in her veins. They were horrible. They were... Her Bullies. 

Dilane Scotswood, Kai Sinclair, Neil Weaver, Oliver Paterson and Zack Archer were best friends— and cut from the same cloth. They got a thrill out of bullying the weak ones. 

'Don't be frightened, Aria. Just smile and face them, and quickly run off once you put the trays on the table. There's no need to be scared. This is your job, alright.'

She tried to motivate herself. But fear ate her insides for the guys were dangerous. She closed her eyes defeatedly and took deep breaths. Even self-motivation could be of no help at this moment! 

"Sir, your order," With a shaky voice, I spoke while placing the two trays on the circular large table. 

The five pairs of eyes upturned to settle on her face. Smirks burst on their lips while she struggled to keep her shoulders straight. 

"Look, guys, it's Aria. I always forget that she works here. How are you, babe." Dilane wickedly smiled as he took her hand to kiss the back of it. 

She flinched back so as to make a safe distance from the table. Aria's heart thrummed in her chest as the others winked and devilishly gawked at her as if she was what they craved to taste at this moment than the order they placed. 

"I... I w-will go and get the remaining of your orders, Sir." She hurriedly spoke and whirled around to bail out. 

They were her classmates. Aria didn't shrink in fear because she was scared of them. Although that was one of the many reasons, what really shook her insides was because they came from wealthy upper-class werewolf families whereas she was an Omega. 

Although there wasn't no discrimination in the Sapphire Blue Pack, the young wolves treated the ones belonging to the omega class like shit as though they were plague personified. And these guys from her school that she was battling to get away from were known to have a thing for the Omegas. Not a good thing! 

"Wait darling," Aria's body ceased all motions including breathing as Neil grabbed her wrist. 

He sat on the edge of his seat, holding her wrist as he smirked. "Neil, I work here. Please let go. My boss will screw me if he sees this." She uttered in a trembling voice. 

Neil smirked wider and got up from his chair. Taking a look around the room, he pulled Aria closer. 

"Oh sweetheart, your manager is not around. You need not freak out." He trailed a finger on her jaw. 

Her cheeks heated up as her heart climbed up in her chest. Aria struggled to get out of his hold looking to her right side over the counter where her co-worker, Jennifer, was witnessing everything with reproachful glare that screamed— You shouldn't be doing this.

Jennifer's appraisal skipped her breaths. She disliked Aria. In her eyes, Aria was a greedy selfish bitch. She made her skin scorching hot as her hair stood in amazement. She prayed to god to get her out of this mess. 

"Neil please," She turned back to him and pleaded. 

Since Jennifer loathed her, she wouldn't mind going as far as submitting a complaint against Aria to their boss— saying that she was flirting with the customers during her shift. She had made her intention known to Aria that she was eagerly looking forward to seeing her kicked out of this place. This seemed like a valid chance for her.

"Neil, let go!" 

Something flickered in his eyes—his bad intentions and lust.

He drew her closer to him, "Okay fine, I will let you go, Aria. But on one condition!" 

She gulped the knot that was clogging her throat, "Wh-what is it?" 

"Give me a kiss on the lips." He articulated with a wink and the creepy fingers of silence wrapped around the room. 

Shock held her immobile as Aria couldn't breathe. 

'Nope, I will not give my first kiss to him.'

Tbc... 

A new werewolf story from me. Hope you like it. 

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