Chapter 1
Micah's POV
I am ready ready to turn 18, only for the independence I hope it offers. Hope being the key word. I highly doubted my family would loosen the restrictions that they placed upon me. I know they only want to protect me, but being the first omega wolf to be born into my family in, well no one really knows, has its drawbacks. My older brother and younger sister both share my parent's Alpha blood and wolves. I may have alpha blood but my wolf is an omega
A knock at the door wakes me from my day dreaming, followed by his annoying voice, "Little Prince". Jonathan, my tutor, has perpetually called me this annoying nickname. "Coming" I quickly called out, barely keeping the annoyance out of my voice. Exiting my bedroom we make our way to the drawing room we use for tutoring.
As we walk, I stew in anger. I'm not really that small, 5'9.5". Yes I include the 1/2 inch since everyone around here seems to be over 6'0". Every little bit helps. My sandy blonde hair, green/hazel eyes, and delicate build don't help with the whole "little" thing.
Arriving in the classroom he wastes no time beginning the lesson, "Micah, can you tell me the history of the two kingdoms". I hate how he drills me for this information, everyone knows the story. "The first werewolf had two beloved sons. Wanting to leave them each a piece of his dominion he split the territory. The eldest kept the old world territory, mainly Europe. The younger son took dominion of the new world. This happened long before any non-shifters arrived in the new world", I rattled off.
"And who rules the kingdoms today?" Ugh he was really boring me with the trivial minutia today. I used my best bland tone, "the eldest sone of the eldest son of the eldest son and so forth and so forth rules the Old Kingdom today. While the New Kingdom is rules be the eldest son of the eldest son of the second son and so forth. The old Kingdom is ruled today by King Richard, while my father, King John riles the New Kingdom."
"Excellent", he barked. The rest of today's lessons went much the same. All I could think about was turning 18 in two days. I hope they let me travel. I've never left the city, and rarely our home. The rest of my family travels for official duties, but I'm also told I'm far too precious to risk exposure to dangerous people since I'm an omega. It's all fake, all of their excuses don't add up. There's something they are keeping from me, I just know it.
I want to ask my father about it all, but he's unavailable. Supposedly there is a visit by King Richard's heir, Robert and his beta heir. I'm never invited to meet these foreign guests when they visit. They use the same excuse as always to keep me from going. It's too dangerous, then they quickly try to change the subject. Supposedly they're worried about a kidnap attempt since they don't think I can defend myself.
Whatever it's all ridiculous. I once broke down and sobbed to my older brother, James, that they were ashamed because I'm an omega. He looked stricken and surprised. "Micah, we love you just how you are. You are precious to us. We never hide you from our pack members, we only keep you from other members of our Kingdom and any foreign visitors for your own safety" James comforted me. This was true. I had friends in our pack, and they were even allowed to come over to stay.
This whole thing just feels off to me. I get why they want to protect me and all, blah blah blah omega son of the King blah blah blah. It just doesn't add up. Once Prince Robert departs tomorrow, I'm confronting my father. It's decided. While I may not have the Alpha wolf, I'm not push over either.
