"2"

======A Few Months Earlier======

I woke up at 5:30 in the morning, just before sunrise. And just like what Sow, the wolf inside of me was telling me, someone was indeed watching me in my sleep.

It was Dane.

"Good morning, Yael! Rise and shine, pretty boy!"

I turned in the direction where I heard the familiar voice of Dane. "Are you sure you’re not in love with me, Dane? Because Sow can feel you watching me in my sleep. He thinks you're creepy. As hell."

Dane walked towards me, wearing the odd fitting uniform all the Gamma’s wear once their wolf came out. Tight leather outfit from her neck down to her ankles. As she calls it, a mock towards a female Gamma's sexuality, while men get to wear the real armor.

"Don’t be so full of yourself, Yael. You know you’re not my type from the start and on top of that you stink, like a stray dog. Luka hates it. She doesn't like men who will fuck anyone with a hole or two just for the sake of money."

I stared at her and smiled. I'm kind of use to her overtly satire jokes and sarcasm. And Luka, her wolf is just as bad. "Of course, you don’t like me. Rather, you have this crush on Timothy, the black and white wolf guy. I’m starting to think you have the hots for him. And I’m pretty sure the mark on your neck last week was not a simple mosquito bite." I smiled at her. "A hickey, perhaps?"

Dane blushed and I had to hold on my laughter, or else she’ll definitely slap me before the sun rises. "Shu—shut up! Not me! Maybe you're the one who fucked with him last week! Not me, stupid! I told you so many times that I don’t like wolf or bear-men! I want to marry a normal rich merchant --- now let’s go!" Dane grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

Being friends since we were children, we had little to no boundaries. I saw everything, and yet no feeling. I'm serious. Even if she remove all her clothes in front of me, my dick won't salute. Don't get me wrong, I see Dane as a woman, but not the good kind. Even though she has a wolf as a beast, her beast doesn't get along with mine. It's a miracle that we stay the best of friends.

We were about to hit the shower together, but then I heard the voice of the pimp from the brothel. Again, the old hag used the connection.

‘Yael, come to the Brothel, and hurry. We need you. A lot of women are waiting.'

“Wait, Dane.”

“What is it?”

I sighed. “It’s Martha. Seems they’re having trouble at the brothel again.”

Dane frowned, and before she even speaks, I already know what she’s thinking. “Trouble? Or maybe she's waiting for you to fill the hole of some old hag, hm? Why don’t you leave the brothel, Yael. Even if you’re an Omega, there’s still a lot of jobs for you.”

I rolled my eyes at her. How many times have we fought about this subject? I can’t count anymore. “Dane. I told you it isn’t easy. If it was then I should’ve left Martha’s place a long time ago.”

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As usual the day started off as bad as it ended. On my way to the brothel, gangsters, hooligans and the privileged Gammas and Betas laid waste to some establishments. Estriga, the daughter of the head beta bought two women from the brothel, only to watch the poors souls get fucked mercilessly by her slaves.

Sometimes, I wish I could change my fate. If only I was born as an Alpha, I would challenge the queen or king a long time ago - - - then I won’t let brothels like these exist in the first place. I hated how the system works. How it limits someone like me.

I arrived home at about 7 o’clock.

I took the key from my bag and quickly opened the door, hoping to find peace in my apartment at least.

“Yael! My favorite employee!”

I could feel my spirit jumping out of my body when I saw Martha standing behind the closed door of my apartment. “Martha?!” I almost sounded a bit too fidgety. “You're here? What are you doing here? And how did you get inside my apartment?!”

She smiled at me, her wrinkles showing. “Well, remember that one time when you fell asleep drunk at the brothel house?”

“Yes?”

She smiled at me again then said, “Well you dropped your spare key and I kept it ever since.”

"Can I have it back then?" I asked politely, but nothing is ever so easy when it comes to Martha.

Martha shook her head and said, “I will. But first, Yael… you have a guest. And she’s waiting.”

I swallowed, hard. Fearful that it may be one of those gangsters who are buying off omegas to harvest their organs and feed them to the elites. Rumors are swirling around that omegas heart and lungs could cure any diseases. The more rubost and young the omega is, the more it sells off to the black market. And this, this may be one of those traps to feed off the greed of the elites. Martha is no better than them too. She's one of the suckers for money after all.

“I don’t want to.” Was my firm answer. “Your offer is outside business hours, Martha. It’s unacceptable.”

The old witch frowned. “Yael.” Was her stern warning. “Play nice while I’m being courteous. Don’t fucking embarrass me, you rat. An important client is waiting for you... and she already paid, handsomely. It's more than what you're worth --- you ungrateful omega.”

My jaw clenched at how she treats me. It’s sickening, how people like her see a man like me. “I may be an omega, but you don’t own me, you monster! I may have willingly let you pimp me around and made off money from selling my flesh — but you don’t own me, Martha! You don’t —”

"Excuse me?" An unfamiliar voice greeted me and yet it felt like I’ve felt her aura for centuries.

I froze right on the spot and could only look towards her direction stupidly. Shit. Even from the darkness in my room, I know it’s the Queen. Alpha Ahbaya. I assume, since Sow is trembling in fear. The wolf inside of me trembles in her presence, like any beast would.

I snapped my gaze away from her with much effort. Why I’m still standing is completely beyond me. Sow is a complete mess inside my head. And now, Martha is looking at me with such a wide grin, I wish I could punch her in the face so I could get rid of it. God.

“She’s the one waiting for you, my dear boy.” Martha said with a pleased smile.

Anger almost overruled my senses.

Alpha Ahbaya walked towards me and flicked the light switch, lighting up the room. She looked at me and I noticed how beautiful she was up close. She smiled at me, that’s when I noticed the gap between her two front teeth. A sign of being a hybrid.

"Hi." She said to me and she gave me a smile, I smiled back. Her deep set green eyes formed a crescent shape. She looked completely different from the previous clients I had. The last time I saw her, she was only twelve years old, and now she has grown to a beautiful woman. Almost majestic and I found myself absorbed by her beautiful ocean eyes. .

"I'm Ahbaya Bloodmoon, nice to meet you, Yael. And from today until your last breath, you're mine.”

I kept my gaze at her. Finding a ray of insanity in her eyes. “I don’t know what you mean.”

"You must be deaf. I told you, you’re mine. I bought you from this old lady right here.” Alpha Ahbaya gestured at Martha. “Isn’t that right, Martha?”

All the praises in my head about the Alpha disappeared as soon as she opened her mouth. And I thought she was noble.

The old woman laughed as if what Ahbaya had said was the most amusing thing she heard in this century. “Of course, our dearest Alpha! You've made a great choice picking this one! You may do with him as you please. He's a 'lady's man' if you will. The best one at my brothel.”

“You heard her, right? Or should we cite the deal in front of you?" She asked me, the smile on her lips not disappearing. "Shouldn't you be honored that I bought you?" She huffed a chuckle, rolling her eyes at me. "Martha, this one sounds like an ungrateful brat."

I laughed while still staring at her, examining her features. People like her are scums of the Earth. Awful. Disgusting.

I've been working inside the brothel for God knows how long, and I know how elites like her treat an omega like me. They buy us off the brothel for a couple of months and treat us like a King, make us fall for their charm. But once they're done playing with us, they throw us back into the same hell hole we came from.

I wonder why the moon goddess would allow such a psycho to reign the Kingdom of the North. I've heard that she's an unreasonable killer. That she kills every suitor that tries to woo her under the moon. She kills them off by shoving her hand on their chest and eats their heart out and say, 'Thank you for offering your heart to me.', with a smile.

"I’m not deaf. I just don’t agree with your terms. You cannot buy people, even if you’re the Alpha."

Again, she laughed at my words. I never knew I was this funny as she had been laughing so much the moment we crossed paths. Or maybe the words coming out of my mouth are not making sense to her head. I would have wiped my face as I was starting to feel conscious of myself — the psychotic Alpha keeps on staring and I’m starting to feel uncomfortable, but then…

‘Yael, don't fight. She's beyond powerful. If you fight her, we will not make it out alive!’

Sow’s voice made me jump off the ground, making me feel a bit more fidgety than I already was. For the first time, I did not believe him. It was not the first time the beast inside me was influenced after all.

“The hell she is.” I cursed under my breath, and again I saw Ahbaya smile because of it. “Elites like you and her are the reason why the Northern Kingdom is a shithole of all the neighboring Kingdoms. Don't be intimidated by her, Sow. She’s just a pompous, rich and spoiled brat who thinks she can get whatever she wants!” I looked at Martha and reveled in her anger and hatred. “And you, you old fart — you’re far worse! You cannot sell people!”

“Yael!” Martha raised her hand, ready to slap me. “You ungrateful son of bitch — how dare you!”

"Martha." Alpha Ahbaya interrupted before Martha’s palm could connect against my cheek. Her green eyes glowed as she smiled, showing all of her wicked smile. She used her influence to rid off Martha. "Take your money and leave us alone. I’ll take it from here, old nasty witch."