Chapter 16 Alpha from Omega

(Jasper)

Sitting in the Alpha’s chair, I stared at the polished wood of my desk, lost in thought. A whole year in this seat, and it still didn’t feel like mine. My father allowed my useless, wolfless brother to sit here when he was out fighting, but never me. The son of an omega slave wasn’t worthy of this chair. It was a constant reminder of my place, or lack thereof.

I stood up and began pacing the room. The walls seemed to close in on me as my thoughts raced. The window offered a view of the pack’s territory, bathed in the eerie glow of the moon. Somewhere out there, Elias was plotting. And Iris, whether she realized it or not, was at the center of it all.

The chair, the desk, the office… it all felt like a facade. A carefully constructed image of power and control. But beneath it all, the insecurities gnawed at me. I clenched my fists, trying to suppress the memories of my childhood. The beatings, the humiliation, the constant reminder that I was nothing more than the son of