When Alpha Created Omega

Hope-Theodore Pov.-

The soft clicking noise of the hotel room door startles me awake, a slow tingle of awareness starts to spread though out me. My eyes feel crusted over and my whole body feels like one big heart beat.

The Throbbing pain making me more and more aware of My pulsing headache and torn apart neck that feels like its attached by a string.

IV been whipped before for not performing like a normal omega at this moment I would give anything to feel that pain instead of this slow fire spreading around my neck. She must have bit a collar around my neck. Using her fangs to tear apart my flesh, seeping deep into my muscles.

Thoughts of last night came fluttering across my mind.

Wearing a degrading tux and being forced to cater a mating event was the last thing I ever wanted to do. I didn't care if not wanting a mate made me different. My options In life were preset for bleakness.

My father swore to install the best genetics in his off spring. No matter the rank they must be at top performance of their status. I have tons of brothers and sisters but I'm the only lonely omega amongst father's small army of childern.

I wasn't the only one forced out their to find a mate either, so we're many of my brothers but they were quick in claiming what was theirs then to ditch me.

I crave to be treated like more then just a low ranking wolves. That's why I worked out obsessively at a very young age. It helped me build a tolerance to pain and disappointment .

I never wanted to feel a male on top of me making me feel even weaker. My mate being female plus a Alpha made me extremely lucky.....or so I thought.....

I was just so confused as to why I would assume a female position.....with a female. I know are natural instincts can take over in the heat of a moment. But still...some small part of me thought maybe this would be different.

Maybe I would finally have a chance to feel like a man. If I was born in a traditional pack I could fight my way up at least to beta rank....no one respects you though when you murder off some one stronger then you in a non-traditional pack.

Omegas of being born to a high ranking Alpha like me are normally soften by being spoiled and sheltered their whole life.

Father taught me I couldn't always have it my way though. Sometimes I would push him to use force to make me cooperate. Not caring about the pain, only wanting to prove I'm more than what everyone thinks I am. He knows I hate conforming to rank.

People believe my lower rank means lack of growth. Many are treated as children tell after they have a few pups of their own.

Very rarely father would push me to go preform as a normal omega. But he was very serious about not embarrassing him. Last night was a example of father teaching me a lesson on being normal. Even if normal meant being a server on his catering team.

Wealthy werewolf's don't mind spending the extra money to cut off all human factors and contact. We prefer to be able to expose are self in any form with out chaos interrupting.

I knew when i seen my mates wild red curls swaying around her like a red halo she was meant for me.

I think her hair is my favorite thing in this world now. The way it curtains my face perfectly blocking out the world when she's on top of me, Commanding my every move I was trapped helplessly in Love. Stuck in a trace of her cold blue eyes I became hers to own.

The way she commands any space she walks into makes my dick hard instantly. Lilacs and lavender clouded my sense when we had are first kiss.

I remember how sweet and gentle that kiss was compared to how the night ended.

My body aches so bad, a painful throb pulses through me. I'm starting to really regret talking back to my new Alpha. I wish I could rest more but I bearly can rest because of how exhausted I am.

Ironic right?

my wolf won't let me heal either still to scared mate wants us to suffer for my stupid comment .... I shouldn't have mentioned her lack of male genitals during are heat.

Hope really had a hold on me, making me believe I could have her just how I dreamed.

It feels like Regret is going to be my only company this morning tell she gets back.

I try to will my crusty eyes open but they won't budge. Wiggling my body around just a bit I can feel dried blood on my back sticking the the carpeted the floor under me. A sick feeling drops in my stomach.

What if I try getting up and I'm still blind and I tear my back open? Who would hear me to come help me? I'm also naked as fuck. I don't want just anyone in hear helping me.

I couldn't even go back to sleep if I wanted to because the sound of the door quickly opening then swiftly shutting right after awoke me fully from my dull thoughts.

Gentle fast pace foot steps sounded in my ears.

"Are you...alive?" Kent gently nudged me in the side with his foot making me hiss in pain.

"Holy fuck what ran over you last night!?" Kent's shrill voice sent a wave a nausea through me making me want to throw up on him.

"I looked everywhere for you....tell This morning when we found a stale blood scent...." his voice trailed off and he became silent.

I know he wants me to crack my eyes open and to give him a actual response but all i could manage for the moment is pain full snake hiss. My pride doesn't let me care about how I look right now because the pain is overwhelming.

I continue laying on my side ignoring Kent's questioning presence. Maybe a minute later I felt a cold wet touch of a cotton towel being dragged down my exposed back.

I can feel Kent's worry grow and it dose nothing but make me feel worse for giving him the silent treatment. For years now Kent has been my personal servant, being nothing but loyal.

Putting up with my shitty demands, all ways pushing him to do ridiculous tasks because I never asked for a servant.

His hand's gently moved to help push me up.while placing his hands on my lower back he pushed me in a sitting position which forced my eyes to open. The full extent of the damage done to my neck was brought to my immediate attention.

Kent let out a low whistle and i knew then I wouldn't be able to avoid his lecture any longer

"I don't know what you did Theo but you need to get your shit together like no-

We tensed at the wave of Alpha pheromones starting to leak through into the room. Kent shook out of the tension first though and continued on towering off the dried up blood on me. Pretending we didn't just feel a rush of Alpha hormones.

Instead He demanded I go take a shower but I could bearly stand by myself plus he's smaller then me. So that was just kinda out of the question for the moment. The best he was able to do was heave me up on to the bed.

"If you need anything just let me know" Kent's caring voice had made me feel safe.

Closing my eye's and relaxing against the cool sheets I decide to rest my eyes for a minute.

What seemed like a minute to me was really hours in reality. My ear's twitched at the growing voices around me.

"He needs rest...."

...Beeepp....beeeep...Beep

"He needs another blood transfusion...."

"You all need to get out."

Silence came and I all most thought I fell back asleep. The pain was to real though and I could feel intense stare's.

After awhile my eyes managed to open. Surrounded by my father and mate and whom I'm assuming is her father standing in the back.

My mate's eye's stayed locked on mine as I slowly faded back into sleep.