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.

always seemed to trigger my fight 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 long as I could remember. Their screams, the scent of blood and the cold snow under my feet assaulted my

my skin, though it has gotten

step becoming a little easier until I am smashed by someone’s shoulder. I bite back the urge to growl at them or shove them back. I don’t do any of those things I wished I was brave enough to do. Not even when

which was only a few days away. It wasn’t always sexual. Often, omegas were sold to other packs to tend to house chores. Even then, we would be paid a wage. But the prettiest ones were often sold for more… We

retrieve what books I needed for home, re-stacking them in my bag and heading for the doors while ignoring the words

by ranked females. Where the Alpha may have a few favourite omegas, the Luna or other females would treat the omegas like dirt. That was the life expected of me, that

I kidding? The man I loved was

found me in that town that fateful night, one dark, snowy night. He had been out hunting with his father, Alpha Aeron, when they had stumbled upon the blood-ridden town. Sinclair had caught sight of me when they

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

them, and even luckier that the Alpha decided to adopt me, although I was just an Omega. Sinclair had lost his mother and

always admired him and wanted to make him proud

house and pack. I walked out of the building, doing my best not to bump into anyone. Ever since I had refused

blocked my path. I internally facepalm myself for not watching my surroundings. Cursing at myself, Celia

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. “Yeah, nobody wants a fat little Omega bitch.” Celia spat. Two of her friends glanced around keeping look out.

away, and Celia chuckles. “Don’t delude yourself Omega, the only thing Omegas are used for is side bitches, for the main bitch to order around.” “She doesn’t deserve to even breathe the same air