The Alpha's Forbidden Omega

The Alpha's Forbidden Omega

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Introduction

“You disgust me.”

I blinked back the tears that wanted to fall and forced myself to move forward. This was just another challenge I had to face, another hurdle in my mission.

I couldn’t let Hunter break me, no matter how much he seemed to enjoy tormenting me. I would survive this. I had to. Even if it meant swallowing my pride and scrubbing floors until my hands bled.


As an Omega from a rival pack, Faelen Earhart’s mission is clear: infiltrate the ruthless Howle Wulf Pack and pose as a servant. But blending in proves harder than expected, especially when she catches the eye of Alpha Hunter Blackethorn—a notorious playboy who loathes weakness and makes Faelen’s life a living nightmare. Despite his cruelty, Faelen finds herself drawn to him, sparking a dangerous attraction that’s as thrilling as it is confusing.
When Faelen uncovers an imminent attack from her own pack, she faces an impossible choice: remain loyal to her pack or protect the man she’s come to care for. Her warning changes everything, forcing Hunter to confront his own feelings. In the battle that follows, Faelen’s courage will redefine her loyalty, Hunter’s heart, and the future of both packs.

Chapter 1

Chapter One

Faelen’s POV

I woke up feeling a knot of anxiety in my stomach. Today was the day, the day I would be sent on my mission by Alpha Zodd.

It was a rite of passage for every omega in the Belladonna Pack, and I had waited for this moment for three long years.

Since my parents had passed away, both in an accident, Alpha Zodd had taken me in, but only as a ward.

My omega status meant I lived apart from the Alpha’s estate where only members of the pack with higher status lived. I was made to live with servants and low ranking wolves.

The weight of today pressed down heavily on me. My parents had always told me how crucial it was to succeed in this mission.

It was not just about proving my loyalty to the pack, but also about honor and keeping the legacy of my family.

I had just turned nineteen, a year ago more than the right age which omegas were tested, and I was now finally about to face mine.

I took a quick bath, letting the warm water soothe my rising nerves. After that, I dressed in a simple outfit, a yellow gown I had inherited from my mother.

As I stared into the mirror, I combed my long, red hair, inherited from my mother. It cascaded down to my hips, a striking feature that made my beauty stand out among other girls.

I had the face of a goddess too, with dark, striking eyes. My firm, undefiled breast hung above on my chest, my curves delicate and capable of making any man dream of having me.

I tried to steady my shaking hands as I worked through the tangled hairs. When I finished, with a deep breath, I whispered a silent prayer to the moon goddess and to my parents.

I asked the spirits for strength and courage, hoping they would guide me through whatever mission I was to embark on.

I had heard stories from those omegas who returned from their missions, some spoke of simple tasks, while others described challenging trials.

However, few ever made it back, and those who didn’t were quickly forgotten. My father once told me that my family had a history of successful missions.

I clung to that as I finished my preparations. I had to succeed, not just for myself, but to honor their memory and secure a place for myself in the pack.

When I finally left my room, a guard was waiting outside. He was a tall, stern-faced man, his armor reflecting the faint light in the corridor.

“Good morning, Faelen,” he said with a simple nod. “The alpha has summoned you.”

My heart skipped a beat. “The alpha?” I asked, surprised.

He nodded. “Yes. Follow me.”

I trailed behind the guard towards the Alpha’s estate. As we emerged from the servants’ quarters, the cool morning air greeted me on my cheeks, providing a slight relief from the anxiety that gripped me.

I spotted Raid, my best friend, making her way back from the kitchens. Her presence was a comforting sight for my spiked nerves.

“Faelen!” Raid called out, her eyes lighting up as she approached. She was clad in her simple maid’s uniform, but her smile was warm and bright as always.

“Raid,” I said, hurrying over to her. The guard who had accompanied me stood to the side, patiently waiting for us to finish our greetings.

Raid took in my outfit with a look of admiration. “You look stunning, Fae. That dress suits you perfectly.” She complimented.

“Thank you,” I replied, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks. “I’m a bundle of nerves right now. I can’t believe the day has finally come.” I said to Raid.

Raid reached out and squeezed my hand. “You’ll do just fine, Fae. I know you will. Your parents would be so proud of you. You’ve always been so determined and strong.”

I felt a lump forming in my throat and my eyes watered. Raid’s words meant the world to me. “Thank you,” I said softly. “It means a lot to hear that.”

Raid nodded, her expression sincere. The guard shifted in his legs, signaling that it was time for us to go. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart.

“Wish me luck, Raid,” I said, giving her a small smile.

“I will,” she assured me. “Be safe, Faelen.”

We shared a final embrace before I turned and walked toward the alpha’s estate, the guard leading the way.

As I passed through the grand entrance, I could feel the weight of the day settling on my shoulders. But with Raid’s words echoing in my mind, I felt a bit more prepared to face whatever was ahead.

As we entered, I continued to trail behind the guard. The path to the alpha’s quarters seemed longer than usual.

When we finally arrived, the guard knocked on the heavy wooden door to the Alpha’s quarters. The door opened almost immediately and the guard gestured for me to go inside.

As I stepped into the room, I was greeted by the dim glow of candles reflecting their lights against the stone walls. The air felt thick inside the room.

Another guard stood by the door. His imposing figure, with his armored body and bold presence felt a little intimidating.

The guard stepped forward and closed the door behind me. “The alpha has requested your presence in his private rooms,” he said, pointing towards an entrance to the right covered with curtains.

Surprised though, I nodded, swallowing hard. My eyes shifted to the direction the guard had indicated. This was different from the usual meetings with the Alpha, I thought.

I took a steadying breath and approached it. With a knock on the door wide open, I waited for the Alpha’s response, hoping that today, I would prove myself worthy of the pack’s honor.

“Come!” Alpha Zodd’s thundering voice sounded from within.

Slowly, I stepped in, and the sight I was met with almost made me stumble to the floor. Alpha Zodd was in bed with one of his mistresses.

The woman lay on her back with legs wide spread upwards, and the Alpha had his head buried deep between her legs.

The lady’s moans grew increasingly loud and uncomfortable. They were both fully naked, and the scene was intimate and felt very personal, a quick reminder of the differences between their world and mine.

I froze for a moment, feeling a sense of embarrassment. My cheeks burned, but I quickly straightened myself and cleared my throat.

The alpha looked up, his eyes meeting mine with a casual stare. He raised a hand, signaling for me to wait. I shifted uncomfortably, my eyes fixed on the floor.

The minutes seemed to stretch endlessly as I stood there, listening to their moans, awkwardly aware of every movement in the room.

I could hear the muted sounds of the alpha’s satisfaction, which only heightened my discomfort.

Finally, Alpha Zodd, now visibly satisfied with his performance, climbed out of bed. He stood naked in front of me, his imposing figure a proof to his strength and power.

I forced myself to look directly into his eyes, deliberately avoiding the rest of him. His casual indifference to my discomfort was clear, but I kept my gaze steady.

“Alpha,” I spoke up, trying to keep my voice steady. “You requested my presence.”

“Faelen,” he said, his voice deep and commanding. “I have summoned you because you are about to go an important mission.”

I nodded, swallowing hard. With a grunt of acknowledgment, he moved to a nearby wardrobe and began dressing.

The rustle of the fabric was the only sound in the room as he pulled on his clothes, and I tried to focus on the alpha’s words rather than the unsettling situation.

The naked lady still in bed, glanced at me with a smile, and I shifted my eyes to the floor once again. As I waited for the alpha, the lady who lay twisting strands of her hair in her hands spoke up.

“This one is pretty, why don’t she join us.” She said with a seductive laugh as her eyes glared at me.

“Who? She?” the alpha turned to me. “Oh don’t be daft, she’s only a servant. And today, she’ll be serving me with something far less pleasing than… this.”

I heard the lady’s laugh resonate around the room in a mocking tune. Once dressed, the alpha turned to face me and gestured for me to approach.

“Your mission,” he began, leaning forward, “is to infiltrate the Howle Wulf pack. You will be posing as a maid among newly bought servants. Your job is to gather intelligence on their strategies and weaknesses.” He said.

I blinked, trying to process the meaning of his words. “Infiltrate the Howle Wulf pack?”

“Yes,” Alpha Zodd confirmed. “As a maid. You must blend in completely. Do not draw any attention to yourself or your true identity. You are to observe and report back with any useful information.” He explained.

The shock of the mission left me speechless for a brief moment. I had expected something less… demanding. But I could see the necessity of the task in the Alpha’s eyes.

The Howle Wulf pack was a powerful rival, and intelligence was crucial for Alpha Zodd’s ambitious appetite for power and territories.

“Understood,” I said, forcing my voice to remain calm despite the anxiety bubbling up inside me. “I won’t let you or the pack down, Alpha.”

Alpha Zodd gave a satisfied nod. “I expect nothing less. Prepare yourself for the mission, and remember, your success is important. Do not fail, or I’ll kill you myself.” He threatened.

He dismissed me with a wave of his hand. I turned and left the room, my mind racing. The magnitude of what I had just received to be my mission sank in as I walked down the corridor.

I was to blend in as a maid among a rival pack, gather information, and return safely. The mission was challenging, quite more challenging than I expected. But I was determined to succeed.

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