Want Me, Alpha

I sat up with a frown on my face, the blanket I had covering my body sliding down and pooling down on my lap. I looked around, dazed and confused, mind not fully aware of my surrounding yet and still not quite awake yet. What woke me up? I asked myself, and just as I asked this, there was a persistent knock on my door and I sighed before kicking my feet a little and letting out a big yawn with my hands in the air.Now there is only one person in the world that will be persistent and annoying like that in the world. I removed the blanket from my body and stood up. "Good morning, world. Another day to survive." I greeted the small room with a bright smile. I then walked up to the door and opened it to reveal Josef who's wearing a frown on his face, and all-ready to start the day."I thought you were dead." Josef, one of the only two friend I have deadpanned."Good morning to you, too, friend." I greeted cheerily. "And if I am dead, what about this one?" I asked with a small giggle be

Every day we are tasked to do our own chores. Most times we three are separated for the whole day and will meet up only when our duty ends, and because we are overworked, we can only wave at each other goodbye and fall face first on the bed without having the energy to change our clothes. And when we don't have any more chores to do which is impossible, we wait for any of the higher-ranked to order us to do anything. We tend to their needs and requests, no matter how difficult and ridiculous it maybe. I can pretty much say that I have done every kind of orders from them. Some will just order you to cook or buy something for them. Some will ask you to do their assignments. Some will have their rooms or anything they have cleaned, but sometimes, some will order us some things that is a bit extreme and I dare say... offensive. I have been ordered to dance, sing, or just entertain them. I was asked to look after their kid and be their nanny of the day. I have been asked to buy things t

I stood there even when the man disappeared a few minutes ago. I was left confused as to who is he, what did he want, and why he was there. And I was left with unknown emotions at the pit of my stomach, emotions that I couldn't be bothered to think about. It's not like every day I will see a man—no, an Alpha standing outside our pack premises and staring intently at an Omega like me. Somehow though, I don't feel threatened or afraid of him. Just curious. Finally shrugging it off and thinking of it as nothing, I continued dragging my feet to Zella's room, preparing for the worst. Let's say the Alpha's daughter won't invite anyone just for a tea party, especially not with me. This time, a familiar feeling swirled in my stomach, unlike earlier. Anxiousness and fear. These feelings are what I feel whenever I see Zella's white-painted door and the three steps I have to climb to stand in front of it—the familiar flooring and plants outside her room. Rooms in our pack are not inside the

"Faster! Do you expect to beat your enemy with that speed?! Do you expect to protect your family from vicious rogue if you're moving like sloths?! How will you protect your pack? Stop being lazy!" I ordered and taunted my warriors like I always do. I watch them struggle to keep up. Some tried harder and pushed themselves to the limit. Some looks like they will faint soon, but most have the look of a warror in a battlefield. One that won't give up until they can't stand up anymore. One that is ready to give his life for his family. Maybe it's cruel for some and maybe even some hated me for it, but this is how I train them. How I was trained. How I was able to make Mountain Peak one of the strongest packs out there. You push yourself to the limit until you know your strength and weaknesses. Until you know you've had enough, but one thing I've told them was not to run. If they are to lose in a battle, it's better to fight until your last breath. Surrending is and will never be an optio

Despite my willingness to work, Josef and Sofia forbid me to move too much or do heavy chores. And surprisingly, all the other Omegas I'm close with did too, even with them not knowing what happened to me. Some of them asked, but I dodged the question by smiling and shaking my head, dismissing it. Sometimes, not telling people what's happening in your life will save them, and you. I was given the task of washing the vegetables they will use for cooking. I was tasked to wipe the utensils clean and I was not even allowed to wash the dishes. I am moved by their concern over me, but doing nothing is starting to bore me. Everyone abruptly stood up and I have learned the meaning of that by now so I did, too. Not a few minutes later and the Beta showed up and we all bowed our heads in respect. "Prepare the finest and most expensive refreshments and desserts for our important guests." He ordered with a sneer, his eyes promising silent threat if we ever scew up. I swallowed a little and b