Every ten years, Alpha King host a competition to choose the Alpha Supreme and it always have twenty competitors participate but only a quarter survive. When Elizabeth Grey is offered freedom in exchange oforaccompanying Alpha Sebastian Walts on the Hunt, she has no reason to refuse. After eight weeks of blood, mayhem, fruitless feeling, and dark secrets, a curse Alpha with a made Omega on the Hunt of a deadly game. Will things ever remain the same?
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“Run! Hazel, run!”
The sickening sound of flesh being torn apart filled the air, wide hazel eyes watched in horror, as the wolf tore apart the very man they had always looked at with every bit of love in her heart.
The beast raised its blooded muzzle and snared in Hazel's direction. With a shriek of terror, she instinctively turned on her heel, ignoring the stones bruising her bare feet, and broke into a run.
She could hear the power of wolves padding on earth like the boom, boom, boom of a loud drum. The sound of her heart was echoing in her ears like dug, dug, dug.
She looked back, and two wolves were hot on her heels, snapping their blood-stained Jaws at her. Her stomach throbbed with the effort of running her legs and threatened to give up, but just then, three wolves appeared from the front, baring their teeth, and fell upon the others. Pained howls and snapping of bones filled her head.
As if in a nightmare, tears streaming down her face. Hazel dashed forward. She run, and run, and run until she could no longer feel her feet until sweat covered her like second skin until she was only going on for her unborn child. In the distance, she saw light. High walls, the smell of other lycanthropes. Shelter.
Heaving, stumbling, gasping, she reached the high iron fence that marked a pack's territory.
“Stop!” a stern male voice barked. “Who are you? State your name and purpose.”
Hazel looked at the two tall males that approached her rapidly, even for werewolves. Her lips parted to say something, but her mind was blank, her soul-shattering, her energy crushed and darkness was filling her vision and she fainted.
Several hours later, Hazel was holding a baby girl in her arms. Hazel's eyes, so much like her own, gazed back at her.
“Elton would've loved you so much,” she whispered, tears prickling her eyes.
A knock on the door of the little room snapped her out of her thoughts. A woman in her late twenties came inside.
“Hazel, The Luna wants to see you,” she said gently. “Come along, dear…”
“Yes, let's go.” Hazel nodded at the Omega Lydia.
They walked through the long, narrow passages of the omega quarters to the wide and glamorous hallways of the Alpha and Luna's Chambers.
The guards let them into the meeting room where the Alpha and Luna sat. The Alpha was a big man with broad shoulders, a proud scar on his left cheek, and fierce brown eyes. The Luna was a fragile-looking woman, but her blue eyes were sharp as a hawk, piercing as shards of glass.
“Mrs. Grey,” the Alpha spoke. “We sent troupes to your pack territory, but no one could survive the rouge attack. No one but you and your daughter…”
Hazel just nodded, feeling her chest constrict with pain. “Now, we understand you need a shelter,” the Alpha continued. “So, we would like to offer you a place here in the states, as werewolves and lycan are not so different after all.”
“That would be very kind of you,” Hazel replied meekly.
“But…” The Luna interjected. “You are not part of our pack. Hence, you can only stay as an Omega,” she explained.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Hazel looked at her daughter's hazel eyes, and with a deep breath, she made the choice any mother would've made.
“I accept the conditions,” she announced.
After Hazel had been officially converted to an Omega by taking an oath and shaking her hand, which she'd cut a bit to draw out blood, with the Alpha, who had done the same. She went out clutching her baby.
She hadn't taken any more than a few steps when someone tugged at the hem of her dress. Not only that, but she whirled around, and her eyes landed on a four years old boy. With his dark brown hair and deep blue eyes, it wouldn't take a genius to guess who he was.
“Who are you?” the child asked, though his eyes were curious, his voice had been commanding.
“I, well…” Hazel struggled with her words.
“I'm the new pack member,” she exclaimed.
The boy nodded, craning his neck to look at the child in the woman's arms. Hazel lowered her arms to let him have a look.
The boy smiled at the infant. “Hi, there. I'm Sebastian Walt. Nice to meet you.”
He looked at Hazel, apparently to know the name of the child. Hazel just blushed. She hadn't thought of it yet, but… looking down at her angle, a soft smile tugged her lips.
“Elizabeth,” she said. “Elizabeth Grey…”
Sebastian grinned and let the baby hold one of his fingers. He smiled because of that.
From the bottom of his heart, he said. “Welcome home, Elizabeth.”
Elizabeth Point Of View
Many years after...
"Elizabeth!"
I whirl around, my pin straight hair follows the movement. My eyes mees familiar blue ones.
"Shuss!" I mock-glare at my best friend. "I'm doing something important!"
His lips tug upwards in the usual crooked grin and he simply leans against the wall, watching me as i achieve greatness.
Right, I take the culprit, grab a big walnut and take aim. One, two, three...
Snap!
A banshee like scream meets my ears and I quickly duck behind the wall, choking on giggles.
"Who did this?!" A shrill voice demands. "Who did this?!" repeating its question.
A familiar deep chuckle reaches me from my side. "What are you? a six years old?" he asks, his eyes shining with amusement.
"Just because I'm nineteen, that doesn't mean I cant have fun." I grin at him. "You wanna try?"
He considers it for a moment. "Why the hell not?"
I give him a walnut and the catapult, we exchange a serious nod like the ones best friends do before stealing ice cream from the fridge.
He takes aim, pull the rubber back and— snap!
"I'm going to kill you when I found you!"
"Welcome, messenger," she said in a voice as smooth as honey.The trembling in the man's hands stopped and he stood straighter, clearing his voice."Thank you, Princess," he said, glancing at Moira. "And Your Majesty. It is an honor to be welcomed into your pack's territory. I bring a message from the Kingdom and King Gabriel himself."Sophia practically glowed at this news. The rest of the pack waited with bated breath. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Everyone knew what this was about. It had been two years. The messenger could only be coming to announce -"The Hunt," he said, bringing a letter forward and presenting it. One of the guards stepped forward to take it and walk it to Sophia, who didn't open it, but stood holding it in both hands. "The Hunt will begin in a few short days, and King Gabriel and his mother Queen Elizabeth would be honored by your participatiorn. Twelve other princesses will be joining you at the Harmon's Palace to partake in several tasks. King Gabriel
New Generation:"Tell me why I should waste my time on a maid when I can have a princess tonight?"On every blood moon, twelve princesses from all over the world, belonging to different packs, gather at the Harmon's Palace, the home to the King of Alpha's and where the hunt takes place.For thousands of years, the hunt had been marked as the game of Queen's, where only one of the females get selected to become the next Alpha Queen, only after a long trial Valarie arrived at the Harmon's Palace as Princess Sophia's lady but instead, she captured the attention of the King Gabriel himself and vowed to have the prize all for herself only after a one accidental night, where she got the pleasure of her life.ValarieI was rushing. It was hard to ignore the murmurs and laughter as I passed by, as well as curious conversations; the laughter I knew were directed at me. As a servant I was at the bottom of the pack, and wasn't helping my cause by stumbling barefoot through the walkways. But my f
Marching her way out of his flat, Gabrielle quickly pulls up the black dress from her knees up to cover her cold naked body as she heads to the door."Idiot!" she grits her teeth as her knuckles turn white clenching it into a fist. She can feel her face heating up because of anger. God! She doesn't usually feel this much anger towards another person to the point that she really wants to punch his face if not murder him."Breathe Gab..." she closes her eyes tightly as she inhales before grabbing her stilettos and briefly looking around for her pouch."Stupid idiot!" she grits her teeth again not finding anything around Vincent's living room.She's already on the verge of screaming and stomping her feet in frustration when she noticed his car keys hanging on the hook on the wall just beside the main door.Not looking around, with the heels hanging on her fore and middle says to me, hands in his pockets."He's always been," I say with a smile."Aren't you jealous?" He raises an eyebrow,
Today is the day.After breakfast, Sebastian dropped me by our room, excusing himself to go and see if all the others in the mansion are ready to depart for the temple where this ceremony is.We have to leave in the end, after everyone else, so there's plenty of time to get dressed. Fidgeting excitedly, I rake through the closet and find a knee length white dress that looks sophisticated enough. I quickly take a shower and dry my hair, put on the dress and apply a bit of makeup. Quickly zipping up my ankle boots, I take another look at the mirror. The door opens, I see Sebastian's reflection. I grin at his surprised expression as he sees me and do a little twirl."Ta da!" I say excitedly. "So, how do I look?"He smiles as he crosses the room to come up in front of me, his arms up around me as my own hook around his neck."Can you ever look less than perfect?" Sebastian says."True..." I say brushing back a strand of his hair that fell out of place. Then I cock my head. "What are you w
Staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, wrapped in a sinfully fluffy robe, I as my fingers brush the skin at the junction of my neck and shoulder, where the mark was.Hell, the skin here is so flawless now, it feels synthetic.I shake my head, trying to get rid of the slightly hollow feeling that's settled in the pit of my stomach.Quickly getting dressed, I step out into our room. Sebastian looks up from the letters he's reading when I approach the bed and settle down beside him."How are you feeling?" he asks.I roll my eyes with a smile. "That's got to be the ninth time you've asked me that since morning."Sebastian cocks his head to a side. "I'm hoping for something a little more than a simple Fine' this time.""I feel." I tap my chin with a finger. "Empty? Like something's missing."An annoyed breath escapes me. "I honestly don't know if its only the fact that all my heightened senses are gone."Sebastian chuckles, I narrow my eyes at him. "That's to be expected, hopeful
"Sneaking out, Hazel?"I freeze in my tracks.Which, by the way, isn't really easy. Given I'm half hanging out of the bedroom window. Clearing my throat, I pull myself up a bit, grinning sheepishly as I catch Sebastian's eyes. He's leaning against the bedroom door, arms crossed loosely across his chest."Hello mate," I croon. "You finaly remember I'm alive?"Sebastian takes the liberty to walk over to the window and all but pull me inside the room, his arms wrapping around my waist."Do I want to know where you were going?" He asks, but amusement gleams in his stormy gaze."Who says I'm not just returning from my rendezvous?" I pick off an imaginary piece of lint from my shirt. "Because I'm just returning from my rendezvous," Sebastian says, interlocking his fingers with mine and leading me out of the room. "And I'd have seen you climbing up.""Where were you?" I narrow my eyes at him.After our date last night, I'd woken up this morning in an empty bed and a little note saying he'll
"No."I cross my arms, frowning at Sebastian. He holds my gaze, his own immovable with determination.We're sitting in the kitchen, the table laden with breakfast that both of us made together. The morning was as blissful as they come, waking up in his arms, and then cooking together had been more than amazing. Only, right now I want to whack him on the head."Why?" I ask."Because I don't want him anywhere near you," Sebastian says firmly."Come on!" I lean forward in my chair, towards him. "He's my friend! He might still be worried about me taking a bullet."His eyes only narrow at that. "You're wellbeing is none of his business."I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Calm, Elizabeth, calm. What you need is to stay chill and make Sebastian see things from your side."Sebastian," I take his hand in my own. "Don't you trust me?"The steel in his gaze falters at that, his fingers tighten around my own. "Its not you I don't trust.""Elmond is just," I take a second to gather my though
I heave out a dramatic sigh and lean my head over the armrest of the couch in our room."This is so boring," I drawl out.Sebastian looks up from the files he was reviewing, my legs resting across his lap. "You could read a book.""Been there, done that.""Get yourself something to eat?""Don't feel like it.""Browse through the internet?""Not my thing."This time he sighs, brushing his thumb against my calf "Then I'm sorry to say Hazel, but you'll have to bear it."Sebastian explained to me that it'll take a day or two to find Khate and convince her to come here. Until then, I can't let any of the other surviving competitors know that Sebastian and I are mates. Meaning, I have to stay on this floor, for another few days. I sit up and pout at him. "Are you really sure someone will find out we're mates if I go out?""Positive," Sebastian says, looking at little conflicted at my disappointed face."Its fine," I say, defeated with the fact that I'll have to stay stuck on this floor unt
I knock at the office's door.A moment later, I crack it open and peek my head inside. Sebastian's looks up from where he's working at his table."Did I disturb you?" I smile at him.Sebastian shakes his head. "Come in."I slip inside and close the door behind. Its been a while since breakfast and now that I'm tired after reading books in the library I decided I should do something else."What are you doing?" I ask, perching myself on his desk."Something boring." Sebastian says with a sigh, he glances up at me. "When I'd rather be doing something else."My brows raise, along with the corner of my mouth pity you have to keep working.He sighs again. I lean forward to inspect the file, looking more like a calendar where there's a note under each date and Sebastian is filling up the rest."Anything I can help with?""I'm afraid I have to suffer through this one alone." Sebastian says, his eyes flicker to me yet again. "Did you call your mom?""Yup." I nod. "She wants me to come back as
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