1. An Omega's Place

EUDORA

My legs spun around quickly as I realised I almost walked into two wolves groping each other in the ladies room. It was bad enough that they chose to do this in the ladies room and still didn't have the courtesy to take it inside one of the bathroom stalls but rather right in front of the mirror in the ladies room. 

If they noticed me, they didn't show it as they seemed to be lost in each other. Both their putrid arousals hit my nose and made it sting. It was one of those days when I hated the baggage that came with being a werewolf with a strong sense of smell. 

Even though I was disgusted by them, I couldn't hide my envy. The aura surrounding them both made it obvious that they were mates and they must have been one of the lucky few who found their mates on the last day of high school which was today. 

I attended Alliance Pack high, a school that’s a mixture of high, mid, and low rank wolves from different packs and , just as I turn 18 in the next hour at midnight–was the yearly prom night for high school graduates like me. It wasn't just a night to dress in fancy dresses and get crowned queen and king of prom, it was like a mating ball organized by the school every year for wolves that have come of age to find their mates naturally. A grand way to graduate high school. 

I have dreaded this tradition for so long. Long before now because I already knew my fate. Going to school with bullies who make fun of me at every chance they get and toss things at me showed me the reality of my life before I even turned eighteen.

No one would ever want me. 

The prom was now happening and there was nothing I could do about it other than run and hide till it was over. It was why I came in here and I had planned to stay in the bathroom till everyone leaves. That way, I turn 18 alone, shift into my wolf alone and also escape possible rejection if I ever find my mate. 

Now that I was here and realizing I wasnt going to be alone like i thought, I contemplated on walking out of the room but the thought of what was waiting out there for me filled me with more dread than listening to two people have sex in a ladies room. I figured I could handle this better than what laid in wait for me outside of these four walls. Risking a short glance at them, I figured they were not one of my regular bullies. It didn't make it any better but I could handle it. 

You have seen and handled worse, Eudora. This is nothing. I told myself over and over in my head then spun back around and dumped my purse on the changing table, turned on the faucet of the only wash basin that didn't have a female flattened against it and washed my hand under the running water. 

Just as they acted like I was invisible to them, I did the same, doing my business in front of the mirror and zoning out their  moans of ecstasy and pure pleasure, burying them to the back of my mind and letting something else take charge of my thoughts. Something else that was the reason I came into this bathroom in the first place. Something else that even loud sex couldn't distract the thoughts of.

I tried not to think about it but It wasn't easy. 

Especially when you have a mirror in front of you that shows all that is it you; the good, the bad and the ugly.  With me, there was no good or bad. It was just ugly. Nothing more. 

 That was all I saw as I looked in the mirror. My chest heaved in the tight fitting dress I wore– a full-length red sleeveless V-neckline dress with a gathered belted waistline and a leg slit–and my DD5 sized breast was spilled all over, standing high above my chest. It revealed more than just a cleavage because I could barely even fit into the dress I wore. At seventeen, I weighed more than every other average teenager in my school and my own pack as a whole. 

 Yes, I was the only plus-sized wolf in all of Bluecoven’s pack and even worse, I was an Omega. The lowest in the hierarchy. A pushover of a species that is the one and only embodiment of weakness. In my world, Omegas were almost non-existent and the few that did were seen as some sort of game for the high-rank wolves to catch and boost their egos. 

Omegas are basically humans but with wolves. Submissive and compliant with pup carrying and bedwarming as the only thing they are good for. It was the only thing I would be good for if I failed to find my mate and I think I already botched that tonight as almost everyone found their mate tonight. 

A loud cry jolted me out of my thoughts and I looked beside me to the couple, eyes locking with the male that was drilling himself into his female. The hunger in his eyes as he looked at me made me back up. Uh uh, not happening. The cry had torn from the lips of the female and when another smell of arousal hit my nose, I knew she had reached her climax. 

They tried to steady their breathing for a few seconds before the male let her down. She wobbled, unable to stand up straight. It was then and only then that her lazy blue eyes swept over me. 

“Don’t tell me this freak was here all these while?”  She said, bemused. Her mate smirked, shuffling forward and pushing my purse into the running water of the basin in front of me in the process. I gasped and moved forward to grab it from the water but it was too late. It had ruined the water.Shit, I had borrowed the purse from Luna Eleanor. 

I looked back at him, unable to mask my anger and the fucker only laughed like something was funny. 

“Did you see that?”  he said to his mate, “ Did you just see this freaking weirdo sneer at me?”  He took a menacing step forward and I cowered at his frame that towered over my big one. My anger dissolved into fear immediately. From his aura, I could tell he was an Alpha. No matter how brave I try to be, it only starts off and ends in my head. I was never able to fight back. What I didn't know is if  it is really just my nature as an omega or if I was really just a wimp. A fat one who couldn’t fight for herself. 

“What’s a weak omega like you gonna do? Bite off my cock?”  He asked, still smirking, “ Or, suck on it? That’s only what you are good for, isn't it? Cocksucking.” 

“Dame.”  His mate warned him, rolling her eyes,clearly not enjoying his attempt at a sexual joke. That makes the two of us. It irked me to be reminded of what my life was all about. It irked me to be reminded that I was an object no matter how I looked at it and no matter what day and age the werewolf realm was in. 

Omegas have always been objectified. In the past, the present and I was certain the future wouldn’t be any better.

“Chill babe, I’m just messing with her. I need to teach her to keep her eyes down when talking to wolves out of her league.”  His eyes danced evilly and Iwondered what he would do to me. One, he couldn’t use his Alpha aura on me since he was not my Alpha but no matter what he tried to do, I wouldn’t be able to fight back and so I waited for the impact of his fist or palm on my face or any part of my fleshy body at all. 

Maybe I should have just faced my fate that was outside of these walls rather than come in here to meet someone like him. 

In a swift motion, he pulled my hair, probably aiming to bruise my scalp by doing so but that didn’t go the way he expected. 

“No! Not my hair–” 

It was too late. My hair was already dangling in his hands. I tried to hide what was left underneath of what he had just pulled out. His eyes were wide in shock while his mate couldn't hold back laughter. He looked down at the hair he held and back at me, eyes trained on my head. My hands, despite how chubby they were, failed to cover my head totally. I was a mess. 

“This bitch was wearing a wig?” He exclaimed. 

“ Let’s go Dame, she’s a bigger freak than I thought. What’s that on her hair?” 

“I have no idea but it creeps me out, let’s get out of here,” Dame said. 

Of course, it creeps me out too. It creeps the whole pack out and that is why i use a wig you fucker. I screamed internally. 

Dame didn't hand me my wig as they pushed past me, almost making me fall face first into the washbasin. I held myself up with my hands. Instead, he opened one of the stalls of the bathroom and dumped it in the toilet. I rushed towards the stall like my pants were on fire to catch the wig before it sinks further into the toilet. I could have just let it go and walked out of here like that but the Wig just like the purse wasn't mine as well. They were both borrowed from the same person. 

And so even when the smell almost killed me, when I almost threw up and when I could barely breathe, I dipped my hands into the toilet and brought out the wet wig. The horrible smell almost choked me. How was I supposed to return a wig that smells like sewage to its owner? Tears stung my eyes. No matter where I went; bathroom or not, I couldn't escape this treatment. 

I pushed myself off the floor and looked in the mirror, a sigh escaping my lips. The wig was smelly and too wet to put on my head right now and so all that looked back at me was my natural multi-colored hair which I try so much to hide with a fringe wig every other day. My hair was a mixture of black and white; a long but curly mass of white on one side and the other half, black. It was the weirdest thing about me and I got bullied for it all through high school. 

I hated it just as much as I loathed myself and my body. 

No one knew the reason why my hair was like that. I was just like that. 

I didn't know my parents and all I heard was stories of how I was found alone as a five year old pup in a field of blood and bodies. I had no memory of the life I had before I was brought to the Bluecoven pack and the only thing I knew was my name. I was brought to the Bluecoven pack by the luna who had found me while she was out on a run and she had raised me like her own. Although I was grateful that she raised me, I knew the only reason was because I would be useful to her and her pack in the future. Maybe as a gift to another Alpha to warm his bed or as a breeder. 

I knew that was the fate that awaited me even though they took good care of me. Luna Eleanor and Alpha Oslo let me stay in their home and I did chores just like every other low-rank wolf. I had almost the same privilege as their own children with a room of my own and a chair at the dining room to eat with them.

 In the end, I was still a ram getting fattened up for the slaughterhouse. 

“What am I going to tell Luna now?”  I said to my reflection in the mirror. 

Luna Eleanor had prepped me up properly for prom night. 

I did all I could to avoid coming for the prom, scared that I would be humiliated in front of everyone or be mocked for how I look in a dinner dress but Luna wouldn't have it. she did my make up and had been the one to buy me the dress that she thought would be a perfect fit for me. 

It had been really tight and uncomfortable when I tried it on and even though she didn't make it seem like I didn't have a choice but to wear it, I didn't want to cause her trouble. So, I settled for the dress that I have to pull up every second else my giant boobs would spill out and the students in my school would have more things to torment me over even after graduation. 

“Remember, it’s okay if you don’t find your mate. Just enjoy prom. You only get to do it once.” she had told me while helping me dress up. She had been excited and I almost believed she really wanted me to be happy. 

Finally deciding that I couldn't stand being in here anymore, with the smelly wig and my dishevelled state, I trudged out of the bathroom. I was going home. 

Loud music and noisy cheers greeted my arrival back at the huge hall. The lights of the hall were dim and almost plunged the large hall into darkness. Bodies were like shadows, stuck together and gyrating to the music. The smell of arousal thickened the air and made me hold my breath every few seconds.

I was glad no one would really notice me in their state of frenzy. Not my weird hair. And definitely not my smelly wig. My goal was to leave the ball through the backdoors without anyone seeing me. And that too before the clock strikes 12 and it becomes my eighteenth birthday. I didn't have much time until then as it was only a couple of minutes to midnight.

“ Oh, God…what smell is that?” Voices raised as I made my way past the figures in the large hall. The sewage smell from the wig was really something.

“I’m sorry.” I mouthed repeatedly as I pushed past the heap of students, clearing the part with my big body. I prayed silently that they do not notice me or see me in this state I was in or I would have to live with a last day trauma. I hurtled through the sea of bodies.

The back door was now in sight. I was almost out of here and it was my last day in this school. I wouldn't be humiliated in front of everyone if my mate ever shows up.I would be long gone before he knows it.

I reached the door just in time and I pulled it open. Relieved that i made it out at last. The back doors of the school hall led to the backgates of the school compound as well and I took the stairs down the hall two steps at a time. The moon was full tonight and it casted it’s blue light over the large school compound. 

I was now walking towards the large gates of the school that was left open. From afar, i saw the headlights of a car coming in the direction of the schoolgate. I scooted back when the light hit my face, the closer the car got. I didn't know who it was but I knew they already saw me and there was no use running. Whoever it was was probably coming into the school premises and so I waited with bated breath for the car to finally reach me and pass by me. 

Instead of doing just that, the car stopped right in front of me. My breath hitched the moment it stopped like that. My mind raced with thoughts and questions I had no answer to. Who could it be? Did my escape plan out of here fail? Why did they stop their car like that? 

The headlights didn't go off as the door opened and someone stepped out of the car. The heavy thud of their thickly booted feet reached my ears and for some reason, they made my heart race. But as they got closer, I found the footsteps familiar, the scent that accompanied them even more familiar in a musky way. Hell, as the light of the car casted a shadow on their face, I instantly knew who it was. 

A low growl tore out the lips of the person who was only a few steps away from me and God, I didn't expect what came next. 

“MATE!” 

No.