The Omega's Revenge
Sandra Uju · Ongoing · 46.8k Words
Introduction
Consequently, I must reject you, and you will remain my slave forever , until I decide otherwise," Dante told Ashina .
Dante rejected his mate, Ashina , when he discovered she was an omega, reducing her to a mere slave.
However, what happens when his wolf's instincts can't resist her, and the hidden truths about her lead him to reconsider his decision?
Chapter 1
Alpha Dante's POV
A torrential downpour obscured my vision as I navigated through the forest. I and my pack warriors moved on different routes to locate our enemies.
I was hesitant to advance further to avoid unnecessary risks. I cleared my vision by wiping away the moisture clouding my eyes to peer into the underbrush.
Someone lurked inside, observing me from their place of hiding. I cautiously scanned for any signs of movement, but all remained eerily silent. The only sounds were the distant rumble of thunder and the pounding of my own heart.
I sensed they were mere inches away, yet I couldn't detect their precise location. I was surprised at their ability to remain hidden behind massive trees and dense foliage.
Catching rogues is same with threading a small needle with a strand of hair.
"Awoooohhhh!" I growled in an attempt to capture their attention when suddenly, a jolt of electricity-like pain shot through my neck. It was a sharp and unexpected attack, catching me off guard.
They had struck me first.
As i looked down, the muddy ground turned red – my blood was dripping from my artery. My eyes widened as a giant black rogue leaped above me, but i managed to dodge his attack.
Swiftly, i thrust my sharp claws into his belly, digging deeper until a pool of blood flowed from his gut.
Hw fell to the ground, writhing in the agony of his deep wound, whimpering in pain while his body trembled.
"Damn you!" I spat at him.
I was grateful that it was just a light cut. I took a deep breath while my eyes scanned the entire area; I knew he had attacked with his pack. I needed to be cautious in my movements.
I rushed to locate the others when I spotted three of the rogues standing in the area. They formed a circle, with me at the center as their prey. I gulped and didn't blink once. I wasn't afraid of them.
My eyes shifted to each one of them examining their movement.
'I am going to be the next Alpha King Dante and whoever came across my paths dies," I cursed them.
I scratched his paws on the ground, waiting for them to strike me. I was wounded too, and my wolf was growing weaker.
"If I survive this one, I might consider myself lucky".
I closed his eyes, searching for my pack, and connected my mind link to my beta, Enzo.
"Enzo , where are you and the others?
"Did you manage to take down one? I'm currently facing three rogues and could really use some backup!" I urgently communicated through my link, anxiously awaiting Enzo's response.
"Dante , I'm on my way!" Enzo's reassuring voice came through, instantly easing my tension.
I trust Enzo with my life. While we may be rivals in the upcoming hunting game, regardless, we were still best friends.
I narrowed my fierce eyes at the rogues, but they showed no fear. They growled menacingly, and I responded in kind.
"Come on, and you'll all meet your end!" I challenged them boldly, stepping forward as I observed their paws scraping the muddy earth.
Their scent reeked of eagerness to finish me, but I was ready to fight back.
I rolled my eyes to check if my beta had arrived, but as my scent had been active, i still couldn't detect theirs.
Anxiety welled up in me, leaving me with no choice but to show them the power of an Alpha Prince of the Moonshadow Pack.
It had been a long time since i had brutally defeated my opponents, and no one, not even the Queen, had witnessed my true capabilities.
A smirk crossed my face as i waited for them to make the first move.
As they approached in a group, i positioned myself strategically, my eyes turning a fiery red, and my teeth lengthening and sharpening in anticipation of the battle ahead.
When my eagerness to confront someone takes hold, a transformation unfolds. My once-gray fur thickens, morphing into a razor-sharp hide, and my typical werewolf stature becomes unrecognizable.
In a split of seconds, everywhere became quiet. The last thing i recalled was I closed my eyes and when i opened it again, blood splattered everywhere.
All the rogues were lying lifeless on the ground.
I had defeated three Rogues all alone, without my Beta and the Pack Warriors showing up.
Enzo always believed in my strength, I'm sure he didn't show up because he wanted to test my capabilities, like he does everytime I ask for his backup.
I decided to return from the hunt, without my beta and the pack warriors.
On my way to meet the Queen, my mother, Aurelia . A smirk crept across my face as i contemplated a great idea for my upcoming 21st birthday tomorrow.
I went outside to see my mother. She was sitting on her throne when she noticed me.
"Son, did you enjoy my little reward?" she asked as i walked towards her.
"You know I'm not a fan of surprises, Mom, but anyway, yes, they're good!" I replied, placing a kiss on herforehead.
A while ago, I went inside my room and found three werewolf girls waiting for me, naked and dancing. I just played with them by making them dance on my lap. Since i was not in the mood, and at the same time, i was worn out from hunting.
My mother could sense my need when I drew closer to her. My mother Aurelia raised her eyebrows as she gazed at me.
"I sense you want something, son. What is it?" she inquired.
"Could you do me a favor, Mom?" I asked.
"Of course, tell me, son!" She responded as i took a seat beside her.
"I'd like to invite all the female werewolves in the Kingdom to my birthday, including the Omegas," i explained, causing hlmy mother's eyes to widen in confusion.
She couldn't believe i mentioned the lower-class members of our Pack , the Omega family. I saw anger flicker in my mother's eyes.
"Why invite the Rogues? They aren't part of our pack, they're castaways!" she exclaimed.
"Until now, despite meeting high-ranking classes from beta to Alpha's , my wolf hasn't been able to detect the scent of my mate.
"I was starting to wonder if my mate is an omega". "I'm curious about experiencing an omega's presence and understanding why they've been labeled as castaways".
If I find an omega mate, I promise to keep it a secret and not mark her." I murmured to myself.
"Mom, it's my birthday. Please consider my request," i said to my mother, giving her his best puppy-dog eyes.
My mother couldn't refuse my request, even if it went against her will. She nodded in acceptance.
"Okay, you know how much I love you son, but please behave yourself, alright? I know you, Dante ," she warned with a stern look.
I wore a smirk, contemplating what I would do with his newly chosen pet.
In the Kingdom, everyone was busy with their respective tasks for my birthday party. Most of the invited women were unaware of what would happen during the selection; they believed it was just a regular party, but it wasn't.
Once I lay my eyes on a girl for the night, she would become my slave for life. If i mark her, she would be my wolf's mate forever. I muttered to himself.
Enzo stepped forward to greet me.
"You look splendid in that suit, my Lord," he said, gracefully lowering his body and bowing his head.
I still harbored some resentment from our previous hunting trip.
I replied to him, "Thank you Enzo".
Where's Rose? Have you left your mate again?" I asked him, trying to avoid delving into our past issues.
Enzo chuckled in response. "Don't worry, she's with me".
I heard you might choose a new companion tonight?" He inquired, earning a disdainful look from me.
"Perhaps it's time I found my mate, so I can mark her freely with my wolf's bite," i retorted, a devilish smile playing on my lips.
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