The Dragon King Alpha and his Omega wolf

Ch 2 KANYMA

Yama POV

"Tell me again why we are doing this." my brother/beta Shamar said to me while driving to the Highland Rose pack. "Because the Highland Rose pack is requesting a treaty. There has been a lot of rouge activity and attacks in his territory from all the supernatural rouges and they are requesting us as allies." I say to him. "They are the worst wolf pack in America, you can't be considering this," Shamar states in disbelief never taking his eyes off the road ahead of him. "I will never consider it, but I do want to see why they are being targeted. they have to be doing something to cause the rouges to want to attack and I want to know what it is." I state firmly while staring out the window.

I am Kanyama Holmes, Yama for short, and I am the Dragon King Alpha. At 22 years old I'm disappointed that I am still looking for my fated mate. If I don't find her by 23 I more than likely will never find her. I will then either have to choose a mate so I can have an heir or adopt an orphan and do a blood bind to make them my heir. As I will never choose someone who is not my Goddess-given mate, adoption it is. Today though my dragon Fieryn is going crazy in my head and he won't tell me why. In all honesty, it's giving me a headache. I know he wants his mate as bad I do, and we don't care what supernatural she is. We know she will be made for us and us alone.

It's been 8 hours of driving with a 3 car caravan. Me, my Beta Shamar, and his mate Tiffany in one car. My delta Shunkahah, her mate Willie, and 2 warriors in the second car. Along with my Gamma Justin, his mate Bryce, and another 2 warriors in the third. "We are about to pull up to the pack house," Shamar says to me pulling me out of my thoughts. When we get out of the car we are greeted by Alpha Brent and his mate Luna Tammy. While we are shaking their hands the wind blows causing the most amazing smell to hit me hit face. Passing it off as the food cooking I think nothing of it and follow the alpha and Luna in the house.

Liz POV

I have just finished Putting on the maid's outfit that Satan's Bitch told me I have to wear tonight. It's a long black dress with a white ruffled collar, white ruffle wrist cuffs, and a white apron. I felt like a maid from the 1800's. I proceed to set the table, ice the champagne, chill the wine, and fold the napkins into swans when Alpha Brent comes to me grabbing my neck and saying "Bitch I am telling you right fucking now, if you fuck this up tonight I will beat you every day for a week with the silver whip. Do I make myself clear?". Keeping my head down I say "Yes Alpha.". After the Alpha spoke to me I proceeded to go over the cleaning once more just to make sure I didn't forget anything. One smudge and I will be beaten for an hour, and I need a break from the beatings. I start talking to my wolf Soliel. I hate I can only talk to her and even then not often as the silver and wolfsbane keep her suppressed and weak. After my initial shift, I was never allowed to shift again. I don't know what she looks like, how big she is, or even her color. All I know is her voice. "Why does the Goddess hate me so much?" I ask Soliel. "She doesn't hate you. Have faith that everything happens for a reason and that things are gonna get better," Soliel says to me. "I don't know why but I think things are gonna get better real soon," she says as she falls unconscious in my head. "I hope you're right 'cause I don't know how much longer I can keep going," I say to myself.

As I go to start serving dinner I grab the wine from the chiller and head to the dining room. I go into the dining room and start to pour the wine and I'm hit with the most intoxicating smell ever, even my wolf perked up. In front of me sitting at the table was a man who could only be described as a Greek god. His milk chocolate skin, his cinnamon eyes, strong chiseled jaw, and beautiful plump kissable lips had my heart racing. He had long black and purple hair that hung in braids down his back. He is dressed in a black button-up shirt that clung to his chest and black dress pants that hid nothing below his waist and left little for the imagination. And his smell, Oh my Goddess scent of blue lavender, mint, and amber had me drooling. Little did I know my staring was gonna get me beat.... again.

I am pouring the wine for Satan's Bitch while staring at the mysterious man, big mistake Liz, big mistake. "You fucking clumsy ass bitch. Look what you fucking did," she yells as she backhands me across the face knocking me across the room. Within seconds Tammy is on me and proceeds to stomp me on the floor. The last thing I heard was "Mate" as I succumbed to the darkness. I know I am about to die and I welcome it.