The Omega's Secret

CHAPTER ONE

“Bring me the food quickly,"

I heard that ugly voice but I pretended like I didn’t hear him and went on with washing the utensils.

“You're also a slut; there is no need to show off," Out of the blue, my hair was in a tight grip, and my locks were being pulled roughly.

“Slut?,"

I hated that word.

“Fuck you, son of a bitch," I cursed before pulling away. He grabbed my arm and stopped me from running like I usually did.

“I ordered you to get me food, bitch.” He said with a tone filled with anger. I glared at the bastard angrily. He was the Beta of the Red Moon Pack whilst I was an omega lowest and the dirtiest in line.

That was why I was disrespected by my fellows, but not today.

God! Today, I wasn’t in any mood to play games. I had enough of male wolves playing around with me and dominating me because I was an omega.

“Fuck off, I’m not your slave!," I snapped angrily and all the omegas who were working turned to look at me with their mouth open. What I was doing was wrong. It was never good to argue with the Beta as that would lead to bloodshed, and most of that blood would be mine, but right now, I didn’t care.

I was tired of being disrespected.

Omegas were treated horribly, they were slaves to the pack and the Alpha. I was born as an omega, so being a slave came to me naturally, but not now. When I was young, they used to force me to cook, take care of other members, clean dishes and clothes. I wasn’t allowed to take part in any pack activity as my wolf was weak- or so they claimed it to be but not today.

“You need to be taught a lesson," He hissed out.

“Am ready for it," I retorted and the other omegas gasped in shock. “Be careful. I will beat the crap out of you," He threatened. “Go on," I retorted.

He chuckled, “Ah, such a confident female omega wolf, I haven’t seen females like you in a while. I will beat you. Omegas are all weak,” he taunted, all of his ego appearing in the grimace plastered on his face. “Bite me,”

Ugh. What a way to end a night. I will show him the true me.

“I’m waiting,"

I ran my fingers through my hair and looked away from his face. The more I stared, the angrier I got. I wanted to strangle him. He had been the most irritating person ever since I was born and I wasn’t going to take his crap anymore.

“Angelina, don’t please,"

I heard one of the omegas speak but I ignored her. My claws instead emerged and sharpened out of my hands; I released my fist and whirled my hand over his face; however, before my claws could bruise him, he grabbed my hand and stopped me. Quickening my instincts, I buckled my knee to his crotch and he grumbled, grabbing himself and releasing my hand. I threw my leg at his stomach and with force, he flew off the kitchen doorway and crashed against the wall outside.

“What a bitch!” I heard him growl as he wiped the blood off his lips. When he raised his head, I saw nothing else.

When he stood up, holding his stomach and limping towards me, I backed away. Male wolves could heal quicker as they had the strength and power too. And secondly, I was an omega.

In a flash, he was standing in front of me, and before I could use my reflexes, he threw me against the mirror with full force, causing the mirror to shatter into my back. The pain was inevitable, ongoing as the sharp shards tore my skin apart. I rolled on my stomach and bit my lip to contain the scream, but some omegas were already running out of the kitchen, afraid.

“Don’t ever think omegas like you can be stronger than us,” He said, pushing his boot towards my head and moving it back so I could meet his gaze. “Act like an omega and do what other omegas do,” He knelt and spat out at me.

I didn’t reply to him. I just closed my eyes but all I saw was his blood. The fire inside me was boiling with the way this bastard had been treating me ever since I was born; not only did he bruise me, but he humiliated me and used words he shouldn’t have. “Calling me a weak omega”

A second later, I heard him scoff as I didn’t fight back until the last very moment. I dashed away from the ground and grabbed his throat, slamming his head against the tile, thrusting my claws inside him and drawing his blood out. His mouth hung open as he tried to choke out words but failed to do so.

“Let me tell you something, beta Steven,” My claws deepened inside his throat as I leaned beside him. “Men like you-they only know how to blabber. Don’t ever underestimate an omega like me, that’s if I let you live after this.”

“Alpha Charlse will kill you if you kill me..” He coughed out.

“Do you think I give a shit about him?” Well, I did. But I didn’t want to show my weakness. I honestly feared our Alpha. He is so ruthless.

“Who don’t you give a shit about?”I immediately froze when I heard that voice.

Shit! I was dead.

What was he even doing here?

“When did this fucking start in my pack?” Alpha Charlse shouted, his nostrils flaring with anger.

“Who gave you the right to fight your beta?” He added as he grabbed my elbow and lifted me off the ground. “What the fuck was this?”

“He attacked me first,” A lie fearlessly came out of my mouth.

“Is that so, Steven?” His head turned towards Steven who was in anger as well.

“She’s lying of course. Why would I start a fight with a female omega? She started it first, and then I simply fought back, I couldn’t let myself die in the hands of an omega,” he replied.

I swallowed hard as Alpha Charlse’s molten gaze landed back on me. I had started it first but if it wasn’t for Steven insulting me, I wouldn’t have done any of it. Without asking me again, Alpha grabbed me by my elbow and dragged me away from the place like a rag doll.

I was dead this time and all the omegas who were outside had their hands over their mouths. They knew what was going to happen next.

“I didn’t do anything; he disrespected me and called me a slut. I had to do something!” | exclaimed as Alpha Charlse pushed me to the guards.

“Take that bitch to the dungeon,"

His words were the end of me.