It’s been a few days since Wren ran away. All we have been able to find is that she got on a train, but we haven’t been able to locate what stop she got off at. We have been skimming through security footage from the various stations that the train stopped at, but no luck with finding wren. I stalled going back to my pack for a few days in hopes that we would be able to find Wren and I’d be able to bring her back home with me. Unforutnallfy, I can’t delay going back any longer, and I’m on my way home now. I’m furious I’m going back alone. I have no fucking idea how to handle this with the pack. Thankfully, only Graven knew I was taken Wren with me, and I told him to keep quiet about it. As far as anyone else is concerned, Wren is locked in her den. I guess it’s time I break the news to Graven anyway about Wren if I plan on getting him on my side about changing things within the pack. Although, Wren running away will make it harder to convince him that we should make changes. I can’t
It’s been two months since I ran away from Valen. I still can’t believe I had the courage to run. I got off on a random stop in a neutral city. A few weeks into the city, I found a group of female omega rogues who have all run from packs because they didn’t want to be breeders or sex slaves. They gave me a safe place to stay and set me up with a job as a maid in a hotel so I can earn my own money. It feels good to be on my own, earning my own money, and having freedom. I can make my own choices and do as I please. It’s something I’ve always wanted for myself, to have independence, and I finally have it even if I miss my mate. The leader of the group, Emma, knows about my situation. Emma told me about denouncing my pack, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Crimson is struggling to let go our of her mate. I have to admit it is hard, but I know this is for the best. I didn’t think I’d miss Valen so much, but he didn’t want me. I don’t even know why he bothered with that trip to Alpha Ia
I watch Wren’s eyes flutter close as she succumbs to the power of being marked by an Alpha Supreme. When omegas are marked, the intense bond that is formed tends to temporarily weaken them, but I’m an Alpha Supeprem, which makes my mark that much more intense. I scop Wren up bridal style and begin to walk to the elevator. No one will question an Alpha Supreme carrying an omega. I mind link Graven to bring the car to the front of the hotel so I can load her in the car quickly. I want to get the fuck out of her and back home. It’s taken me two fucking months to find her. I don’t know how the hell she hid so damn well, but she did. She even fucking changed her name, which was clever. I certainly wasn’t looking for no fucking Wendy. Graven is waiting out front of the hotel in the pick lane. He quickly gets out of the car and goes to open the door when he spots the fresh mark on her neck that is slowly healing. “You marker her, and she let you?”“I didn’t fucking give her a choice.” I sn
My head feels fuzzy as I wake up. I’m trying to remember what happened. Valen found me that much I remember. Did he knock me out? My eyes flutter open, and I realize I’m in a bed. I also realize I’m in my bra and panties, but I’m covered with the comforter of the bed. I slowly sit up to take in my surroundings. I’m in a hotel room. I find Valen sitting on the navy blue loveseat, watching TV with a tray of food next to him. Valen looks over at me, but says nothing. “Where are we?” I ask, breaking the silence “A hotel. Graven needed to rest. We drove nonstop to get to you before you decided to change locations again.” He answers. Suddenly, I realize my neck was sore, my hand goes to rub it, and I feel the slightly healed bite mark. “You marked me?” I ask in disbelief. I thought I had dreamed him forcibly marking me, but I guess I didn’t. “You gave me no choice when you started to run from me.” He simply replies as if it’s somehow my fault he forcefully marked me. “I ran because
In the morning, I wake to being snuggled with Valen. Last night we weren’t cuddling because we were mad at one another. Sometime in the night, I must have subconsciously gave into my bonds craving for him. I have my leg over his legs, and my arm lays across his chest. If I wasn’t upset with him, I’d be happy about this. I can’t help it when I rub myself against him as my heat slowly begins to creep over me. Shit, it’s going to be here within hours. “You keep doing that, Little Omega, and I will fuck you,” Valen grumbles as he wakes from his sleep. “Maybe that’s the point.” I counter as my fingers stroke his chest hair. “You are going into heat, aren’t you?”“Yes, which is why I was wondering if we could stay here until I’m done,” I suggest. I don’t want to go back to the den anytime soon, and like some time to figure out what his plans are with me. That’s if I’m not too distracted by my heat and lose focus. “Why so you can have a chance to run again?” Valen growls. “What?” I sit
Wren looks horrified at what I just told her. She had no idea she was committing slow suicide. I’m sure she thought she would find a way to survive without me, but that’s not how the fated mate bond works, especially for an omega. So little is openly known about it, and I wonder why. I wonder how many omegas had a fated mate that sent them away, knowing the omega would die. I wonder how many omegas have run from their fated mates like Wren, thinking they would survive. I never questioned why fated mates were a myth, but what if they never were? What if there was a time that fated mates were all there ever was, and chosen mates didn’t exist? I find myself questioning the history behind the supposed myth of fated mates. They are thought to be rare, but maybe they aren’t. After all, Graven found his fated mate, and so did Alpha Ian. That’s three of us in one generation that I know about. Wren comes closer to me, and I pull her into my arms so that she is straddling me. “I shouldn’t hav
We spent the last few days enjoying Wren’s heat. All we did was fuck, eat, and sleep. Now that Wren is done with her heat, we can finally head home. I know Graven is itching to get home and see his mate along with his pregnant breeder, who I think he’s grown attached to. Graven has talked about letting his two other omega’s he has as sex slaves go when the time comes to set them free and keeping Candi as a permanent breeder. Apparently, Candi and Anisa get along well together, and they also enjoy sex together and with Graven. I was surprised when Graven discussed setting the other two omega’s free. When I first bought the idea of taking away the auction, he was against getting rid of his omegas. I think Candi would stay with Anisa and Graven. I’ve met her a few times now, and she does seem to fit into Anisa and Graven’s relationship. Candi is a little over a month pregnant. She got pregnant her last heat, and I hope Wren got pregnant this heat. While Graven seemed open to letting hi
The following morning I wake up to panic coming through the bond. I open my eyes and see Wren sitting up, looking around the room as if she is in some new prison. Okay, maybe locking her in the den wasn’t the best move. However, at the time, I didn’t fully know what she was to me, and I was terrified of something happening to her. I also didn’t know if I could trust her. “What’s wrong?” I ask as I sit up next to her. “Where are we? This is the den.” “We are in my room, well, our room,” I answer with a yawn. I definitely didn’t get enough sleep. However, I did sleep well. I slept like shit while Wren was gone. “You mean, I’m upstairs. I was never allowed upstairs before.” “You are allowed anywhere in the house. You just can’t leave it, and it’s not because I’m being an asshole. It’s safer if you stay in the house unless you are with me until I announce you to pack as my mate. You know what would happen if a guard, warrior, or any other high-ranking wolf caught you wandering ar