"Omega's are supposed to stay quiet. Omega's are supposed to obey. Omega's are supposed to do EVERYTHING I fucking say!" Alpha Morrison said in anger as he spat at me. I lived each day in fear for my life. Wondering what I did wrong to deserve such...
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Livie's POV
"Luna, this way, come take a seat with us, please. Alpha will be out in just a few more minutes. Would you like a drink while we wait for him?" Rick's beta, Zane, asked me with a smile as I made my way inside the winning room. Everyone sat at different tables with either family or friends. But it was different here. Everyone smiled; they enjoyed themselves. I mean, even the girls serving tonight were happy. They seemed happy to help, but what intrigued me the most was that not all of them gave off the aura of being an omega.
"Thank you. Water is more than fine." I said politely. He guided me to a far-end table where another girl was sitting. Everyone waived happily as I passed, murmuring among themselves and smiling. The girl sitting at the table he directed me to was probably around my age. She was beautiful, with dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, and pink rose cheeks. She dressed in a hoodie and jeans, making her look comfortable. She was lost in a book, reading away and holding a cup with soda in the other hand.
"Margot, this is our luna, Livie. Remember I was talking to you about her? Luna, this is my mate, Margot." he says as we take a seat. She smiles broadly and puts her cup down to shake my hand. "Luna, it's good to meet you finally. I'm sorry I missed your arrival. Zane told me all about you. How are you?" she says, making me smile.
"Good, thank you," I reply. "Really... I'm sorry I missed when you came home. Zane here has me attending college all day, and I don't get home until the afternoon, and then he has me training. I hope you don't mind my attire, but I was too tired to dress up." she says, making me smile at her.
"No, please. You look so comfortable. Besides, I think we both wore similar attire. I... I wasn't expecting to see so many people here and so dressed up." I say as I rub my hands on the sides of my sweater to wipe off my clammy hands. I was so nervous being in here. It was not until now that I realized there was a second floor to the dining room where members filled tables and sitting arrangements were placed outside adorned with hanging lights and outdoor heaters.
I couldn't help but admire this place. It was like a dream.
A lot of the members had come dressed formally, but most teens and kids wore casual clothing. I wasn't used to wearing fancy clothes, nor did I have any back at Silver Moon. I was okay with what I had, though. Being able to wear mom's clothes made me feel like she was still with me. Unfortunately, Molly told me to leave my clothes when I was packing. It was old and dingy, with holes everywhere. She assured me that Alarick would not disappoint me in replacing all my clothes with new ones. And she wasn't wrong; while I was showering, someone had come by to leave bags of clothing for me. They included a note that said Rick had asked them to supply me with clothing.
I was flabbergasted when I saw how many clothes were in those bags, from undergarments to countless shirts, jeans, sweaters, jackets, you name it. Some bags even had those fancy lotions and body sprays that smelled so good. There were also makeup and hair accessories, which I loved since now I can put my hair up without worrying it will fall from my overworn hair ties, but I have yet to learn how to use makeup.
