Degrade me Daddy (Alpha x Omega)

Chapter 7 - Jealousy

Ansh yelped as the cold fingertips of someone pressed against his soft skin.

Ansh got turned around, and he was facing a woman about his height. She had brown hair, electric blue eyes, and freckles sprinkled across her nose and cheeks. She was wearing a tank top and loose pants.

"Where the hell did you go." She growled in a low tone.

Ansh was taken aback. "I don't need to tell you?" He answered in the same tone.

The woman pushed him into a nearby tree. "Do you even know who the fuck I am?" She snarled.

"Yeah, just a low life woman who needs someone to bully." Ansh rolled his eyes.

The woman slapped him hard across his face, leaving a red handprint on his cheek.

"I am the fucking Suprema of this pack. I am the Alpha's love. And I am very concerned about him. Always sneaking into your hut, and now going on little hunting trips with you? You are a fucking omega. Don't forget your place you little bitch." She growled, in a very dangerous tone.

"O-oh, I apologize." Ansh murmured.

The Suprema wasn't finished. "You better stay away from my love. One wrong move and I can have you kicked out of this pack. Worse, have you killed. Now get the hell out of my sight. You are not welcomed to supper tonight." She sneered, taking one look at him before leaving.

Ansh was still against the tree when Klayra came to him. "I'm so sorry that happened. Sapphiris can be a real pain sometime." Klayra informed.

"I get it. I was raised being beaten." Ansh shrugged.

Klayra's expression softened. "Oh I'm so sorry- I didn't know,"

Ansh shook his head. "You're alright."

Just then, Keith walked by. "Oh hey guyss- o-oh my gosh are you okay Ansh?" He asked, noticing the red handprint.

"Don't worry about it. I'm okay now." Ansh gave a quick smile.

Keith nodded slowly. "Your gonna love supper tonight. Gamma Chief Argil and the other Gamma's hunted SO MANY rabbits and squirrels! They also got SO MANY fruits!! Like some we haven't had yet!! Even the omega's can have some to!" Keith jumped around happily.

Ansh frowned. "I can't come to supper tonight. Sapphiris told me I couldn't."

Klayra and Keith stood stunned for a moment. Klayra broke the silence.

"I'm so sorry to hear that... I'll get some extra fruits for you. And some of those special fruits." She smiled softly. Ansh smiled back.

"Thank you, I appreciate it a lot."

(During supper)

Ansh stared up at his ceiling. The sounds of the other wolves screaming in excitement made him envy them.

He sighed heavily, then he heard his door creek open.

Ansh turned his head towards the door. Alfie leaned against to door frame.

"May I come in?" He asked.

"No you may not." Ansh snapped.

Alfie frowned. "What's wrong, love?"

Ansh gritted his teeth. "Don't fucking call me that. I'm not your fucking love. Go to Sapphiris. She's your love. Your Superma. Your Luna."

Alfie sighed. "You've met her?" He closed the door, coming in anyways.

"I met her? Did I fucking meet her? YES I FUCKING MET HER! SHE FUCKING SLAPPED ME! GAVE ME A FUCKING WARNING NOT TO BE AROUND YOU!" Ansh yelled.

"I'm just an omega!" He cried. "Don't talk to me anymore. Please!"

Alfie inhaled sharply through his nose, then exhaled slowly. "Your wish, Ansh."

Hearing Alfie call him by his name felt weird, but Ansh was too angry to do anything.

Alfie closed the door, then all that Ansh heard was the happiness of the other wolves.

(An hour later)

Ansh sat on his bed with his head in his hands. Klayra had stopped by with fruits, but Ansh told her he wasn't hungry.

He was overthinking. Would it be better if he just left the pack? Then where would he go? He doesn't know how to take care of himself.

Ansh groaned angrily, rubbing his aching temples.

A crash from behind his hut startled Ansh. He got up quickly, and looked at the wall. He then went outside of his hut, then peaked behind it.

"Hello?" He called out. The only thing that greeted him was the sounds of the crickets chirping.

Ansh walked to the back of his hut, and a ginger colored wolf with sharp grey eyes greeted him.