His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

1. Just an Omega

EVANGELINE.

I watched the minutes tick down on the huge clock behind the teacher’s desk, each second ticking by agonisingly slow as I zoned out of whatever the teacher was droning on about. Three more days I remind myself, three more days and I have officially finished this part of my life. That thought both scared and excited me.

It excited me because I would no longer have to see my tormentors five days of the week. It scared me because my future was unknown. And being that I was the weakest of the pack, my options were limited. And all because of one little issue. I was Omega. I was the lowest on the food chain, prey. A nobody.

The shrill sound of the bell on campus rang, and I blinked, coming out of my stupor. I glanced around the classroom, watching as students raced to escape as soon as the doors opened and pupils rushed out.

The school was a mix of humans and werewolves. Despite the typical cliques of cheerleaders, jocks, geeks, etc., there were even ranks amongst the werewolves too… I was just an Omega.
An omega was only good for two things; to serve as a pup carrier, or a plaything for a wolf who wanted me. That’s what’s expected anyway. As an omega we are meant to be meek and submissive and most of all compliant.

Placing my belonging into my bag, I toss my bag over my shoulder, making my way out of class.
The shrill sound of chatter now filled the hallway that was dead silent only minutes earlier.

“Oi move it!” One of the jocks shouted, tossing a ball at his friend, I ducked, the ball whizzing past my head.

“Loser!” One of the others snickered as I brushed my hair off my face, wanting to disappear into the ground.

or flight or in my case paralyse me in fear. This time is no different, as my mind is assaulted by memories I weren’t sure were mine, or some conjured nightmare that has plagued me for as

was a freak. One loud noise has me near jumping out of my skin, though it has gotten better

I wished I was brave enough to do. Not even when I step into the corridor where my locker is and another of my fellow pack member flicks up the back of my skirt, earning a

once I turned eighteen, which was only a few days away. It wasn’t always sexual. Often,

for home, re-stacking them in my bag and heading for the doors while ignoring the words spoken at me or about me as I

expected of me,

was I kidding? The

father, Alpha Aeron, when they had

When he found me, I was covered in blood, clutching a teddy. From the bodies, they realised they were all humans, so they had quickly got me out of

even luckier that the Alpha decided to adopt me, although I was just an Omega. Sinclair had

him and wanted to make him

wanted me to grab some supplies from the town centre, before heading home. She was Alpha Aeron’s mother, and with his Luna gone, she was very much the lady of the house and pack. I walked out of the building, doing my best not to bump into anyone. Ever since I had refused one of the werewolf boys, they had started bullying me. As an omega, they thought I’d just be ready to get down with anyone. I couldn’t really blame

myself for not watching my surroundings. Cursing at myself, Celia was always seeking an opportunity to humiliate and degrade me,

them. All three were gorgeous, and you could tell from their toned physiques that they were excellent fighters too. “Well, she’s probably thinking she’s going to get lucky once she turns eighteen.” Celia taunted, stepping closer. “Wait, wait, does she think Sinclair would want her?” Janet jeered, making the other two laugh. I looked down, waiting for them to just get their bullying over with, so I could leave. It’s easier if you just stay silent anyway… Celia pinched my arm her nails digging in harshly, I press my lips in a line fighting the urge to palm her perfectly straight nose. It wouldn’t be worth the beat down I would get afterward. “Ah, look at that fat there! Jeesh! Work out a little fatty!” She hissed.

to even breathe the same air as Sinclair.” Gwen muttered. They kept their voices down