Runaway

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I fumble slightly panties in hand, it's been a long time since I've been permitted to wear any. The coarse fabric is unfamiliar and far less inviting than I hoped. I guess I'm just out of touch, the Alpha always claims he likes me to not wear anything under my clothes; 'easy access.' I shake my head vigorously as if the motion will disperse any memories I have of him and his filthy hands.

My ears prick up to a familiar snicker. "What are you doing in here?"

I stay silent praying for Natalie to leave me alone. The girl who used to share her clothes with me and stick up for me when everyone else laughed, the one who shared my secrets and life goals; my best friend. Of course all good things must come to an end, and with the beginning of year 7 came many changes. I was dubbed Omega, Natalie was handed the title of most popular girl in our year and just like that; the only girl who ever spoke to me like I was a real human being became my biggest tormentor. Ironic I know.

"I asked you a question omega."

I start in the opposite direction, Natalie hot on my heels. "Look at me when I'm talking to you omega!" Her cries for attention have my fingers twitching.

"Hey!" She grabs my arm her slim fingers curling around my bony wrist.

"W-What do you w-want N-Natalie?" I stutter my eyes trained on the ground.

"Is that any way to speak to your superior?" She glares at me her nails digging into my chin.

My eyes finally meet hers, those cold green eyes, the ones that used to care.

"I'm the o-one mating the A-Alpha not y-you." I yank my wrist from her grip making a beeline for the exit, who needs underwear anyway? Thoughtlessly I let the red fabric drift from my grip, big mistake.

"What? Is this?" Natalie asks gesturing towards the most conservative red panties I could find.

"U-underwear?" I try praying for the ground to swallow me whole.

Natalie lets out aloud rippling giggle, "why would someone like you need something like this?" She continued waving her arms hysterically between fits of laughter at the lacy panties adorning the floor.

I scoop up the underwear, cheeks burning. "W-why c-can't I?"

"Because you're an Omega, you're the scum of this pack." Natalie laughs at her own words, hands on hips she continues her rant. "In fact you're the scum of this earth, may the moon goddess help the poor weak wolf cursed with you as a mate." Twirling her finger and painting a smirk onto her face Natalie steps closer, "I bet you don't even have a mate after all what could you possibly bring to the table?"

"T-The Alpha c-choose me." I say stepping away from Natalie.

"Oh did he?"

I don't reply instead I turn striding in the opposite direction. Sure I can't exactly talk back to her but that doesn't mean I'm going to stand in front of her and let her words swallow me whole.

"OMEGA!"

I flinch at the harshness in her tone, to think we used to be best friends.

"How dare you ignore me! Have no doubt I will be reporting this to the Alpha."

Her words stop me in my tracks, report to the Alpha? "N-No you c-can't do t-that p-please." I stutter desperately bowing my head before her.

An expertly aimed wad of salvia hits my head like a raindrop. "Should've thought about that before you disrespected me." 

"I-I'm sorry N-Natalie."

"That's Luna to you." She stands above meblonde hair framing her perfectly painted face. The stark colour of her eyes is enough for most men to come falling to her feet, topped off by Natalie's flare for outrageously non-existent clothes and you have the perfect slut.

"L-Luna?" I repeat my hands tearing at the red fabric.

"That's right." She smiles triumphantly, and I guess I should be happy for her. As long as I've known Natalie she's wanted this, wanted the power, the influence that comes with being a Luna.

"B-But."

"But what? The position was promised for you, well too bad because well," Natalie bends down her breath tickling my ear, "I know from the Alpha just how much he wants me."

Her words literally make me want to vomit, our Alpha, a forty-something-year-old who never found his mate and desperately needs a luna to maintain power.

Don't ask me why he needs a luna, because I have no idea. People never really tell me things; in fact, I've never even been out of our territory. Which isn't uncommon, but it is my dream. Of course that's why they're called dreams, so you have a reason to sleep.

"Y-You can h-have him." I reply out of spite for the both of them.

Natalie returns my insult with a humourless laugh, "Oh honey I wasn't asking."

She turns away obviously bored with me and my fruitless comebacks.

"D-Don't walk a-away from your L-Luna." I clap my hands over my mouth, did I just say that? Do I have a death wish?

"Do you have a death wish Omega?" Natalie's words echo my thoughts as I retreat to the furthest corner of the store.

"I'll be L-Luna in a few days."

She continues to stride towards me, "Don't you mean I will become Luna in a few days."

I gulp of course as best friends do Natalie and I share a birthday. We'll both be sixteen on the same day. Which gives the Alpha a choice, a competition I can never win and the worse part, Natalie knows.

"See you round, Omega." Natalie's words sting more than they should. I'm used to being constantly tormented it's almost become a game within my pack. The sting of insults and punches is long gone.

A shiver runs through my body; I've started to care.

The very thought chills my heart. It's so close to my mating; emotions are the one thing that can bring me down. While the ability to care, the ability to feel is something greatly sought after, it is just as hard to retain.

It is an ability that; in order to survive I've had to shed.

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