I hid the trash in my closet. I'd committed myself to the scheme of making it seem as though i was on a hunger strike- something i could never commit to but i could lie about it. All i had to do was refuse food from Hunter, accept food from Leon and wait. Eventually Hunter will come to his senses and allow me to have my freedom. Everybody wins - actually i don't know what Hunter gets out of this but I'm happy. Even if I'm not allowed to run off into the sunset at least Cameron might get to leave and my debt will be paid as far as I'm concerned. The avengers was amazing to watch. I like black widow. Now she is an avenger. Only girl on the team but she didn't let anyone tell her no whilst she was fighting. She was just as strong if not stronger as all the men in that film. Not to keep secrets i did stare at some of the guys for longer than i should have. Whoever designed the costume worn by Chris Evans was a god among men.
There was a knock on my door. I let out one last laugh, "Shwarma." I don't even know what that is. It was just funny. Hunter walked in. He hadn't changed all day where as i was now wearing pyjamas that had previously been kept under my pillow. He looked exhausted. Rolling my eyes i lay back on my pillow. They were piled high so i could see the TV properly.
"You're on kitchen duty for two weeks, effective in two days- evenings only." That may not seem like a big deal but in a pack this size they go through the same amount of dishes if not more than what the Hilton work through.
"Why the delay?" I scoffed.
"Positions taken for now." Someone else must have done something bad. I didn't even commit a big crime or anything. All i did was fight. In the real world fighting's a good thing. I'm good at what i do. I bet if i was a coward people would be nice to me. Pack life sucks. Hunter didn't come much closer. He pressed his back against the wall but i refused to leave room enough for him on my bed, forcing him to keep his distance. If he came closer it would give him power over me. Power to manipulate me. He could twist the bond through my wolf. It could make me believe almost anything. My will could be strong enough to fight my wolf- possibly, if I'm lucky- but even if i could resist the temptations of my mate, Hunter is still my alpha. Regardless of whether i showed up to meeting i was part of this pack until i made ties elsewhere. Being a werewolf is great for the power but the weakness you get saddled with is unbelievable.
"What about Cameron?"
"Still chained up." Hunter looked down. "You can ignore everything i tell you but he is dangerous."
"I know." I had seen what Cameron could do. When hes angry there is nothing but that anger and claws and blood. Hes hard to stop without reason. In the past I was the reason. I don't think the same rules apply this time around. I may have been asking Hunter to let the lion out of the cage but better let them go in the wild than a highly populated area. I guarantee that eventually Cameron will get out of those chains eventually and when he does he will make a bigger mess than he came here to undo. "I have seen what he can do and trust me you are better off with him off your lands and out of your hair."
Hunter snapped up to look at me. He looked cautious. "I thought he was a friend of yours," I got the hint. He thought i was trying to twist my words. To use reverse psychology to get him to do whatever i want. I started to nod my head but then i realized I was giving him the wrong answer and began shaking my head in the other direction.
"I don't have friends." I told him. "Just convenient acquaintances."
Hunter chuckled, involuntarily making my heart flutter. "Big words." I had to fight to replace my smile with a scowl but it wasn't easy. Why did omegas have to have such a close connection with their wolves? How ironic that freedom is saddled with the constant risk of losing control. Omegas are a dying breed because of it. "I was wondering if you would like to join me for some dinner?"
"No thanks."
"You need to eat." I told you a hunger strike was a good idea. He looked worried and guilty- everything an omega looks for in an alpha - weakness, and that weakness was me. I just stared at him but Hunters look was more intense than mine. I had to force my gaze in the other direction, now laying on my side. I locked my gaze on my curtains that i had drawn closed. My room was too dark to see ore than vague outlines. I refused to move when i felt Hunters hand resting on my shoulder despite the feeling of my wolf verging on a breakthrough. I was too tired to fight her off like i usually would but i was still able to keep her at bay. "Alexandra." He whispered as my bed dipped under his weight. I squeezed my eyes closed and pulled myself forward an inch. Just enough to make his hand fall from me. "Come on." I shook my head and heard him sigh. "Please?" I rolled onto my back looking at him, looking at me. As far as i could make out his eyebrows met in the middle, his eyes pleading for me to listen, if only for a second, his mouth in a grim line. I did that.
"I want you to leave."
"You're acting like a child, Alexandra!" He sighed but he was beyond irritated with me, I could hear it. There was a growing lack of sympathy.
"Then stop treating me like one." I snapped. His jaw clenched and unclenched a few times over. Hunter muttered a curse under his breath shaking his head.
"I didn't choose to be drawn to you like this."He informed me. "Our mates are our destiny- that's what I've always been told, my entire life. We were friends once, Alexandra, I can't help how I'm feeling, don't hate me for it."He reached for my hand quicker than i could move it away. Instead of holding my hand he merely laid his on top of mine. Not grabbing my hand but being a constant reminder that he was there.
Without thinking i butted it. "Don't," said much louder than i meant to,"Don't kiss me again." I was holding onto my control by a thread and I was about to break.
"I'll come see you tomorrow evening if i get the chance."
"What about training?"
"You're banned from coaching, no more discussion, Alexandra." And with that he got up and left. I don't know why i didn't argue. Maybe it was the emptiness i felt in my chest. I didn't dare think on it much longer. It kept the empty feeling and i didn't want that.
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The Omegas Heart
Hombres LoboAlexandra spent the first 16 years of her life in a pack but on her 16th birthday Alexandra left and became an omega, or as everyone else called her, a 'rogue'. After a household robbery gone wrong Alex finds herself back where it all began. Now tur...