Secrets of An Omega (Completed)

I stood there; my deep blue eyes locked on my mother's. Her eyes were a shade of icy blue which glowed in the silvery moonlight, reflecting my small, skinny figure in them. Her teeth were out in two shard- like fangs, an indication that she was at her limit with regards to her overflowing, and usually infinite patience.I was, however not in the mood to back down from this little spat she and I were having. I refused to lose today and my patience with her had grown thin a long time ago.“What do you mean a proposal? What kind of proposal are you trying to make? You cannot simply tell me to go to one of the most powerful werewolf packs with a simple ‘Good day, Alpha, my mother has a proposal for you’”. I then shook my head, vigorously and in absolute shock at her lack of clarity. Was she trying to make me look stupid?By now, my mother and I were at the brink of falling further away from each other and the familial bonds which

ROSE What could be said about this powerful being standing before Deamian and I? Well firstly she was powerful- of course. She was also in charge of the whole "mates" thing. So, she decided who each person would spend their entire lives with. Miserable, I know. She chose the titles each wolf was born into and was basically in control of everything to do with werewolf magic. Her most important job, however, was keeping balance by making sure that werewolf magic was being used properly and wisely. The only thing she seemed to have difficulty controlling was her arrogant son, Deamian. Nowadays, however, nobody could control him, not at all. Ever since my parents died when I was 18 and he decided to disappear-My thoughts about the Moon Goddess were, however, brought back to the present when the loud shouting began. My office was beginning to seem less like an office an more like the set of a long-winded family drama TV show.

ROSEI sat opposite my mate who was clearly very interested in me. We sat in my office, the only place which could offer us a bit of privacy.He was in an oversized shirt of mine to cover up and sat there playing with the hem of it, and occasionally relishing in the remnants of my scent which lingered on the material. Creep.Unfortunately It turned out that my mate belonged to a pack of rogues and as per the agreement between the Moon Goddess and my pack, if an important pack member is to have a mate from a rogue pack, our pack must welcome the rogue pack in. It was their choice to stay or not.But that wasn't the problem. The problem was that my mate existed. What was worse was the he was an omega, the symbol of weakness in any pack. I was a strong alpha, there was no way I could have such a weak werewolf for a mate."Why don't you just reject him," Carina, my Beta whispered in my ear. She was the only one who actually knew

ROSELater on, in the day, after checking up on Ryker again and then again- it was just because of Carina, at least, that’s what I told myself- I decided that I would in fact go to the party after a heated argument with him. He just couldn't stay out of my business and the troubling part of it was that I was slowly becoming addicted to our little quarrels... And it was only day 2 of knowing the idiot. So, I told him I'd go to this party and just to tick him off, implied that I would be dancing in the arms of strangers. The downfall of many mate pairs was their jealousy and possessiveness. All I did was use that to get under Ryker’s skin.That however was not my actual plan. My actual plan was to-"Are you done yet? I want to see what you look like!" Carina yelled. I just groaned, irritated by her childishness, and continued to run the straightener through my copp

ROSEDeamian looked at me curiously. He knew I was lying but didn't say anything as he just smiled and attempted to hook our arms together. I pulled my arm away and shook my head at him. This happened multiple times."So where to first?" He asked me.I sighed and told him that I'd take him to the training grounds. By this time, it was midmorning and the sun shone brightly in the sky making the cut green grass appear shimmery. The place was large and divided into sections through the use of white paint, fences and some places even covered in netting. Each specific place had a specific purpose. The netted sections covered muddy terrain for training in rainy weather. Others contained deadly obstacle courses, combat grounds, gymnastic areas, open space for running, sections containing small pools for underwater training, sports grounds toward the end of the large field, bordering the woods, and finally, the large indoors training building.As soo