---Elven POV---
I awaited patiently with the rest of the crowd as the anticipation grew. A white cloak with a red lined inside was draped around my shoulders covering the front of my body as the hood was pulled over my head. It was long enough to obstruct my vision slightly, making it hard for others to make out my face but not enough to cause suspicions.
My presence was supposed to be very hush, hush but unfortunately, someone's loud mouth had to go and yap to the wrong person allowing it to spread like wildfire. So many may be aware of my unusual show but little do they know where I am.
Not like I am wearing an unusual uniform making me stick out like a sore thumb. Plus I am standing by the judging stand....
A jab to my ribs caused me to send a sharp glare to who ever was to interrupt me so rudely.
Astris Monoke. She was one of the two guards that also accompanied myself on this journey. She was ranked sixth in the top ten guards. She wore a dark purple cape that almost looked black, the same as mine. Hers as well was lined red. Monoke is how I usually refer to her when in the line of duty. It was as habit I have done since I knew her since we were just young Cubs.
Astris is a First Generation from the Monoke house. Ranked 60th, she is 40% God. She was unfortunately found when we were playing as young kids in the village. I got in a fight being the reckless kid I was and Astris tried to protect me but it got out of hand leading to the whole town finding out and the authorities.
They took Astris in and the king and queen put a binding mark on her and I didn't see her again until I was 18. Seven years. When I saw her again she was a highly trained knight. She offered me a position in the castle to become a royal guard and I worked my way up to 1st placing and become the most respected guard known to date. From that day on I have promised to help all first generations and get them the help they need and deserve. To no longer have them be feared by other wolves due to there power. Or even worse...used.
"Where is the kid? I don't have all freaking day!" She said while grinding her teeth together in irritation.
Sighing with a slight smile on my face at her usual impatient behaviour I just lightly chuckled. "Well from what we were told in the description she is a raised omega...most likely scared." I said as her red ruby eyes pierced my own.
Locks of her black hair hung out of her hood as she shook her head.
"Astris calm down. She will eventually come! If not we'll have Mr. Alpha here take care of it wont we?" Another voice said as they leaned forward smiling gently at Astris.
It was Lucy Grantwell. She was ranked third out of the ten guards. Lucy was a little too outgoing, very cheerful and has a sick side that loves torture. Lucy was as well as a First generation. I never seemed to understand why most of the ten guards were first generations. From the Grantwell house she was ranked 40 out of all the generations. Putting her at 60%. There distinct trait is having a pale, soft pink hair. Her eyes were a striking teal that always brought people in.
I met her when I first joined the royal crystal guards and she has always been competing against me to get my place as first.
A grunt caused our small talk to come to a halt. "The omega will get her ass down here if I have to drag it down or not." A female said as she hissed threw her teeth. She was the Alpha Collins mate, Rina I believe was the name.
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Alpha and his little Omega
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