Secrets Of An Omega: Completed [Full Story On Goodnovel]

Chapter 3

ROSE

The party was tomorrow night and I was still unsure as to whether or not I wanted to attend. I never left my pack... ever. And why would I? Without me I'm sure there'd be chaos. Only I could control this pack properly. Only me.

I sighed, looking at myself in the mirror as I tied my straight, dark copper hair back. I had turquoise coloured eyes just like my mother and apparently, I was as beautiful as her. But I never saw it. I was an alpha, I wasn't supposed to be beautiful, I was supposed to be feared.

I then decided to go over my notes on the various reports to get my mind off the invitation. Everything seemed in order. Only, repairs were needed for our battle simulation equipment and a few fatalities had occurred in hand to hand combat.

Win some, lose some, that was my motto. This pack wasn't for the weak and fatalities were a norm here. I trained warriors fit to protect themselves against anything. Those who did not survived showed their inability to do just that. Besides, joining pack security was voluntary, those who joined knew of the risks.

The academic results were also quite good in the pre-school, primary school and tertiary education facility and exchange students from allied packs seemed to be fitting in and only a few were required to go back to their own pack.

I also looked through the reports of werewolves who had left the pack to join others or go off on their own, either to join the humans in their mundane lives, or start their own lives. It was always so surprising that, although I was ruthless on my pack members, so few left on a monthly basis. Could it be fear, I wondered.

Once I was satisfied with all the reports I decided to go and send them back myself because I needed to check up on security. The Moon Goddess always brought the threat of hostile attackers along with her. I needed to ensure my packs safety.

"Alpha!" Henry said as he saw me approaching and immediately straightened and placed his hands behind his back. Henry was in charge of training my werewolves who secured the borders. He and I were what you would call friends. Well, he was one of the few people to whom I behaved civil.

I nodded and he relaxed slightly.

"Report's good but stop including information on the omegas. I told you, I don't care about their progress. Make sure warriors are ready tonight for night shift. And please, only the best warriors, you know the enemies we have." He nodded and then seemed to sadden.

"What is it?" I asked.

He kept silent.

"Spit it out!" I said firmly, annoyance creeping in.

"The families of the deceased?" He questioned.

I shrugged, "What about them?"

"Shouldn't they be visited by you, alpha. Shouldn't you pay your respects to them?"

I felt my hands clenched in fists and my eyes narrowed at him into a glare.

"Do I look like I have time to go and cry with families who produce wolves not even strong enough to survive a simple training session. I have more important things to get done. The safety of the pack is in my hands and not yours, I don't need you giving your opinion. Do your job and stop telling me how I should do mine. Do I make myself clear, Henry?" I asked glaring at him.

Henry gulped and sighed, "Y-yes Alpha!"

"Good."

I walked away from him, shaking my head. I sighed, stopping the slight remorse which was rising in my stomach. I had no time for this. I had no time nor space for emotions.