His Submissive Omega (boyxboy) Old Version

Chapter 1: False Sense Of Security

(Above is Ke'Yon.)

~Ke'Yon's POV~

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring. Today's my 21st birthday. Meaning I get to find search for my mate.

Oh sorry. Where are my manners? Now let's see... Oh yeah. My name is Ke'Yon. I'm the Alpha of the Fighter Jet pack. I'm openly gay. My whole pack knows it. They cool with it. My cell phone started ringing.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Alpha Ke'Yon?" Alpha Cordon asked.
"Speaking." I said.
Alpha Cordon is my pack's ally.
"We need your help over here." Alpha Cordon said.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Geo Forcefield Pack has waged war on mine. As you know I have more Omegas, women and children in my pack than I do warriors. They've already injured my Delta." Alpha Cordon said.
That's not good.
"We'll be right over. See you in about an hour." I said.
"Thank you." Alpha Cordon said.
"No problem." I said.
I hung up.
"Pack meeting. Dining room pronto." I mind linked the whole pack.

I got dressed and met everyone in the dining room. Everyone took their seats.
"Okay. The Cruel Black Pack has had a war waged upon them. The Alpha, Alpha Cordon, has reached out to me for help. And we owe it to them for they bailed us out in a battle. The pack that is the attacking them is the Geo Forcefield Pack. Now. I have accepted it being that is the pack that attacked us four years ago. No ifs, ands or buts about it. So we leave now. They desperately need us over there. The Geo Forcefield Pack has injured their Delta." I said.
My pack began whispering.
"Silence!" I shouted, using my Alpha voice.
They all shut up. Instantly.
"Now. My warriors. Half of you will go with me. Half of you will stay. My Beta, Beta Turner, will stay here while I am gone." I said.
"Got is, Alpha Ke'Yon." Beta Turner said.
"Inform me if something happens. Conprendè?" I asked.
"Of course, Alpha." Beta Turner said.
"Let's move out." I said.
Everyone nodded.

And with that, we all geared up and left.

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We finally made it to the Cruel Black Pack. I smelt the most wonderful smell. What a time to find my mate. I could sense his/her rank. Omega. I hope it's a male. Please be a male. What? A guy can wish. I followed the scent. There he was. Surrounded by wolves from the Geo Forcefield Pack.
"Alpha Ke'Yon!" Alpha Cordon shouted.
He jogged up to me. I faced him.
"Alpha Cordon." I said.
"Thank you for coming on such short notice. I saw you staring at our lowly Omega." Alpha Cordon said.
"You've seen correctly. He's my mate." I said.
"Oh. Well after this is over, he's yours." Alpha Cordon said.
"Really?" I asked, happiness in my voice.
"Mhm. You never separate an Alpha from his mate. That's a huge no-no." Alpha Cordon said.
"Agreed." I said.

The reason you never separate an Alpha from his mate is the fact that one said Alpha finds him/her, the pack will lose power and eventually fall into anarchy. Meaning it destroys itself. You don't want that. The Alpha starts to lose power. And eventually the pack will die out due to they will turn on each other because their Alpha is too weak to lead them. I've seen it happen. Hell. I saw it happen to my pack when my father was Alpha. That was not a pretty sight. Trust me.
"Go. Save your mate." Alpha Cordon said.
I nodded.

I jumped over the wolves that were surrounding my mate.
"Mate! Mate!" My wolf, Sheldon, shouted.
"I know. Focus. We have to protect him." I said.
"If they lay one paw on him, I will demolish them." Sheldon said.
I looked at my mate. His wolf was weak. Obviously he wasn't trained. He's an easy target. Omegas usually are. He looked at me. This bright baby blue eyes pouring into my hazel/orange ones. His wolf is... Fire Orange? Okay? My mate is an fire orange colored wolf. Whereas I'm a midnight black wolf. Cool.
"Mate..." He whispered.
"You sense it too." I said.
He kinda cowered away from me. Sheldon whined in my head.