I sit in the corner, unwilling to mingle after that.
My Alpha ignores me for the rest of the night.My tears and my broken dreams all gone to hell. How good we had been together, how easy our conversation, but I sat alone now, nursing a betrayed heart, watching as MY Alpha ate and sat beside the Beta female he had attained a much sought after release from.
This same day, I had sucked that same cock. I couldn't help but wonder if she'd been better then me, I did not have an ounce of experience, she must have had alot of males, she must had done things to him I wouldn't know head or tale of.
The way he had groaned his release...it had been salt to my wounds, fuel to the burning fire in my heart. I was burning with the betrayal, I had so painstakingly laid my claim, and it all had been for nothing.
The Beta send me veiled glances of glee. Her smug looks only make my tears burn more, I sit in the corner, a bundle of embarrassment, of hurt.
"I always told Shredder that he was a harsh teacher." A voice said from the left.
I looked at him, the tears welling in my eyes slowly making their way down my eyes.
Garbage, the Beta, had taken a seat beside me, a plate filled with various delicacies held in his hand.
"I used to be his teacher once upon a time."
"You were a horrible teacher, then. " I am a bit harsh, but he takes it as a joke.
"I'm afraid, the Goddess was the one person who had the biggest influence on him." He offers me a bit of a sweet smelling bread, I bite it off from his hands, not touching the food. It was the way of the Omega. Our Alpha's fed us, usually, but my Alpha would rather sit beside another woman, than pay attention to my needs.
I sounded like such a jealous, selfish person, that it made a few tears slip down on their own.
Garbage wiped my tears away with food stained hands, I did not mind, having him close was a welcome opportunity to get to know him, the pack, and also to appear as less of a waste of space.
That was all I was in this big room, currently.
"What did she do to make him like this? "
The Beta looks wistful as he speaks. "My Mother was not such a bad person. It were the circumstances that...made her into what she was before she passed."
"She was your mother." It is more of a statement than a question. He nods, offering me another bit of the sweet tasting bread.
"She was my mother. I was....the last child who made it out of the birthing chambers alive."
"She had other children after you."
"They were still born." His voice is heavy, like he does not wish to speak about it. It was understandable, nobody would want to speak about dead children, it was considered a welcome for bad luck. He made a sign quickly, one to ward off evil.
"The Alpha...Soul Shredder." His head turns towards me, as if hearing me speak his name. I purposefully let my lips touch Garbage's fingers when he feeds me another morsel.
"He says I resemble the Goddess."
Garbage takes the plate away, looking towards my Alpha. He is staring at the two of us with an alien expression, the Beta in his lap licks away at his neck, his hand is on her waist, she is thinner than I am, sleek, her body fat in the right places, her breasts weren't as large as mine, her hips weren't as thick.
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The Dire Choice (Otherworld Series #7)
Hombres Lobo"Alpha, where are you?" I ask. And suddenly he looks down at me. His eyes normal once again. I saw a flash of anger in the blue depths, along with desperate frustration. In one swift move, he was off me and pacing the floor of the cave. I instant...