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He truly feels wronged and that makes me feel a little bit flattered. I look towards Trevor and Ronald and I force a smile. “Can you leave us alone, please? You, two fine gentlemen, have done great tonight. Thank you.” I say. William looks at me incredulously, then sighs exasperatedly, messing his hair up by running his hand through it harshly. The Beta and the Gamma look at each other, unsure of what to do. I nod encouragingly and the two turn around to leave. “Don't.” “William, it's fine. It's not their fault, and you can't blame the Pack. After all, it is true. I am an Omega. Your Pack is a Pack of strong warriors, therefore getting their acceptance is hard, I recognise that.”

I guessed they were there to discuss what they did regarding Lisa and me. I knocked on the door. Then Upsilon Michael Wolfie, the spies of our pack, opened the door. Once he saw me, he bowed. “You came on time, Beta Cameron.” “What are they discussing?” “About you, Delta Lisa,” he shrugged and added, “and the Omega.” “The Omega has a name. Her name is Anna Warren.” “Yes, Omega Anna.” I ignored Michael and stepped inside. The noisy discussion died suddenly when they saw me. “Well, who’s here? Just on time. We’re discussing what we should do with the incident.”

Omegas are valued, yet we are treated as less than. Omegas are the only ones who can handle Alphas knots and bare their heirs. Every pack has a rule. At eighteen omegas are auctioned off to the highest bidder. The Alpha of the pack goes first and then his Beta. After that, it goes to the other alphas and betas of the pack. There is only one Alpha who rules the pack. The technical name is Alpha Supreme for the Alpha who leads the pack. Most just call them Alpha, and the other alphas go by their names.

"If you don't want to be here, go back where you came from." I kept moving forward, trailing in his footsteps. I could feel Jay was concealing something, like a secret. He knew where my kids were, I was pretty sure, and he would guide me to them when the time was perfect. "What a werewolf you are." Jay certainly realized how smart I was by the abrupt change of topic. He chuckled and said, "You seem quite intelligent for an omega. At least that's what my wolf says." He added, "But I'm a beta."

It was a magnet, and she was the metal, irresistibly drawn to them. But still, she fought it. She had to. They were Alphas, and she was just an omega. She couldn’t let herself be consumed by this - no matter how badly her body, her wolf, wanted it.

"Go on, Alpha’s pet. Don't forget to lick his boots clean." I pressed myself against the wall, eyes fixed on the floor, clinging to the mantra Maeve had drilled into me: Invisible. Obedient. A breath, nothing more. But then, a shadow fell over us. A powerful, unsettlingly amused male scent, the scent of the Beta, Rhys. "Well, well. What do we have here?" Rhys’s voice, though light, carried a chilling undertone of command. The other Omegas scrambled backward, their heads snapping down. I froze, expecting the Beta to join in their cruelty, or worse, to deliver a punishment for causing a commotion.

The omega felt hot liquid stream down from his head. He helplessly whispered his mate's name again before he slipped into unconsciousness. The beta didn't even look back. _ _ _ Check inline comment

“Betas and Omegas do all the hard work to provide Alphas with the goods and services we rely on and the luxury items we can’t do without. Yet, many of us respond to these people with scorn, disdain, and ridicule.” “The Beta and Omega population are valuable assets to our society. Why do we treat them as lesser beings than ourselves? We must do better. Our society depends on it and on them.” “My friend shouldn’t be afraid to be here, and no Beta or Omega should be called names like ‘a dog tail’ merely for existing ever again.” The crowd gasped at my use of an evil slang term for a female wolf who isn’t an Alpha. It had never come from my lips before. But I needed them to understand how Amy fe

“And I’m afraid it’ll bring you and Max trouble as that’s not in line with the rules of appointing a Beta.” She did have a point. Most Betas needed to be strong, and that included their wolves because they would be the second-in-command after their Alphas. Being wolfless usually would not qualify someone to have a high position in a pack. Omegas would be the more suitable positions, but Rosa was a strong witch; it would be a waste of her power to be an Omega. “And I also don’t know the rules of the werewolf pack. How can I be your Beta?” she asked, still in shock.

If it were in battle Baxter would have been done for. As Alpha, I had to check up on Baxter, especially if he was going to be my Beta someday. I found him at the Beta campus in the sick tent. He was eating. He was good, and there was no reason for me to stay. Then I ran into Holden, another Beta. He was there when Gabriella and Baxter first got into an altercation. “Holden.” “Alpha.” He paused. “What do you know about the omega that kicked Baxter’s ass?” His brows dipped, eyes darting toward the infirmary. “Not much. I know she’s new, doesn’t have a wolf, automatic omega.”