One Omega

Chapter 29 - Rehabilitation

---Zayne's POV---

I was extremely tired after this whole stressful day but whined happily when Marcus held me in his arms. The pack had taken care of whatever followers Anton had, and Anton himself had been taken into custody.

At first, I had thought they were going to kill him on the spot but I realized what Cain and his three brothers were going to do, was crueler. They were going to bring an Alpha wolf in front of the Pack Law representatives, along with all the Alphas.

Anton was going to be publicly humiliated and executed like a lowly wolf would. Who knows, they might strip him from all his rankings and let him get chased down by the ruling Alphas.

Werewolves didn't take kindly to rogues, especially not Alpha's who knew what a threat Anton could be. Anton was any Alpha's biggest fear; a rogue killing the true monarch of the pack, forcefully submitting pack members to his whim.

I yawned again, twisting my head as I heard pups whimper and whine softly. Pack law was guiding them down to the pack house, keeping an eye out for any wolf that might be inclined to attack.

Luckily that didn't happen, but when the trees gave way for the houses of my former pack... Bile raised in my throat and I had to swallow down the sudden rush of nausea as I started shivering in fear.

This was my world of pain and misery. A pack that didn't support me yet chose to abuse me simply because they feared one wolf and his followers.

A gush of warm breath rushed over my face and I sighed in relief as Marcus nuzzled my fur and squeezed me closer to him. "They could've fought against Anton, yet they were too afraid of what would happen. Fear is irrational Zayne. We'll never know what happened if the pack actually fought back against their intruders."

My ears hung sadly as I huffed and laid my head on Marcus' arm. He was right though; the past was fixed, no way to change what has happened. I guess we could only focus on what was happening now and look forwards to the future.

I couldn't stop the fearful whimper when I spotted the gathering wolves and the few familiar faces in them. My eyes shot back and forth as I pressed closer against my mate.

"I don't wanna be here."

Marcus' hands rubbed over my chest and stomach in an attempt to sooth my growing nerves. "I know love, I know. We need to do this though, both to fight your demons and to see what damage Anton has wrecked on this place."

I knew he was right but still.... The wolves of my old pack were watching us warily, some glancing at me with recognition, others with growing disgust.

Pack law gathered everyone and it was quick to spot the difference in the pack. All the high ranking wolves were muscular and well fed while the lower ranks were thin, frail and malnourished.

I felt Marcus' warning grumble when one of the older teens couldn't stop glaring at me. "Watch it kid." Marcus snapped, making the boy scoff slightly. "What are you doing with the runt? Don't you know that interacting with the weak will cost you your rank?"

Marcus' temper was seconds away from exploding, in fact, several of Pack Law snarled at the boy's words but the leaders grew more concerned than ever. The quads stepped to the forefront, quieting the murmuring crowd.

"Who are you people?" A smaller boy asked, hugging Anya's leg tightly as he gained attention from the others of his pack. Several teens sneered but didn't say anything as the adults of pack law watched them closely.

"We're Pack Law, wolves that are dedicated to the packs and make sure that the rules are followed. Your previous Alpha, Anton, broke all the pack rules."