Chapter 1 - Little Omega
My paws hit the ground running, my breathing is ragged, exhausted from the long run. I push on, faster, longer, trying to outrun them. If I can just make it past the pond and to the white oak tree then I will be home free.
They are closing in, their howls getting closer and closer. I have to be faster, nimbler, more calculating in my steps. I can’t let them get me, I won’t let them.
I see the familiar path leading to the pond, a few more paces and the bushes will clear enough that I can see the waters.
A black wolf leaps at me from my left but at the last minute, I crouch, letting the wolf pass over my head straight into a thorn bush. I quicken my pace, not letting the comical situation slow me down. I can smell the familiar smell of the still waters, I’m almost there.
Stretching over the tall trees I can see the white oak’s unmistakable branches reaching wide over the oven field. Another black wolf is on my tail, nipping but misses every strike. A tree that wasn’t there before had fallen ahead of us and at the last second, I leaped over it, letting the black wolf crash right into the heavy trunk.
A loud thunk echoed in the forest followed by a snarl. I snicker internally, knowing that he can’t get me.
My heartbeat is beating at a steady but fast rhythm and my wolf is exhilarated. Almost, just a few more seconds. The wolves behind me howl again, trying to intimidate me but I block them out, they can’t get to me. They will never get me.
The white oak is standing right in front of me and as my nose touches the bark I hear the dominating sneer of the Alphas. I won the race, the twins are right behind me and they are not happy.
I belong to the White Oak pack located smack dab in the middle of Montana. We own the land for miles upon miles and no human ever ventures into our lands. We tend to stay within our pack but visit the human towns when we need to, some of our pack members are also human and mates to some so we have accepted them as part of the pack.
The Alpha twins Liam and Jameson lead us and have for a few years now. Their father gave the pack to them when they turned 20 in hopes that they would find mates, our Lunas. It has been three years and we still do not have any Lunas. Part of me hopes that they won’t ever mind their mates but that would be a cruel fate.
The twins were the biggest wolves in the pack and their human counterparts were no disappointment. Both of them were tall, had broad shoulders, jet black hair, and clear blue eyes. Tattoos of their wolves and moonflowers wrapped around their arms, torso, and back, adding to the overall gorgeous men.
Moonflowers were a sign of kills made by a wolf and the more you had, the better warrior you were. The Alpha twins had more moonflowers than anyone else in the pack but I wasn’t far behind. Most kills were of rogues but sometimes it was necessary to kill others too.
The only significant difference between the two was their dimples. Liam had one on his left side and Jameson had his on the right. Dimples are imperfections in one’s muscles and as far as I could tell, that was their only physical flaw. However, they had plenty of nonphysical flaws, like being stubborn, bossy, and having an old world view of pack hierarchy.
I shifted back to my human form not bothering to cover up. I have seen everyone in the pack naked and they have all seen me. I was of average height, had an hourglass body shape, long dirty blonde hair, and deep-sea blue eyes. A few moonflowers adorned my back and left shoulder but I didn’t have near as many as the twins had. I had been told all my life that I was beautiful but never really cared, I was more concerned about my fighting skills and brain.
Werewolves don’t tend to be too shy when it comes to nudity like humans since we all shifted all the time and worrying about clothes was a hassle. The twins also shifted and the rage in their black eyes was evident, their wolves were still in control.
“How do you always win?” Liam spat, sore that he lost.
“How are you so fast?” Jameson seethed. He wasn’t any happier about their loss. Three more wolves approached behind them and shifted.
Grayson, the beta and best friend of the twins, and I laugh when he sees the twins bruised ego. “Maybe the two of you just need to train more then.” Grayson walked over to me and twirled me in the air, holding me close and earning a scowl from both twins.
The other two wolves stood silently, watching the scene unfold. They were both females, Amelia was the twins’ younger sister, the other wolf was Emma, Greyson’s girlfriend. Neither one of them was very fond of me partly due to my status but also due to my relationship with the twins and their beta.
“Shut up Greyson. It’s not funny.” Jameson answered him without taking his eyes off me.
Liam scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. “Losing to an Omega, fucking embarrassing!”
Ouch, that one hurt. I may be an Omega and low ranking in the pack but I never thought that status determined the value of a wolf, their actions did. The twins stalked over to us effectively separated us in one swift move.
“Greyson, come on. We can have fun alone.” Emma tried to distract Greyson but as usual, he wasn’t listening. I never tried to get in between them but Emma was a little controlling and Greyson was only flirting with me to get under the twins’ skin.
I smirked and evaded Liam’s arms as he attempted to hold me a good distance from Greyson. One of my favorite pass times was teasing the twins. They are insanely jealous and can’t stand it when I’m touched, the fact that we are all naked didn’t help.
Jameson got angrier at my teasing and mind linked the others, using his Alpha voice. “Leave, NOW!” Greyson, Amelia, and Emma all turned around, shifted back to their wolf, and ran back to the packhouse.
“We are alone, Little Omega,” Liam smirked. Both twins were looking at me with lust in their eyes, battling their wolves for control. I tried to back up but didn’t make it more than a couple of steps before I was stopped by the hard trunk of the white oak.
They circled around me, leaving no room for escape. “You’re ours now,” Jameson promised. “You will be punished for your defiance.”
Jameson grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him, pressing his impressive manhood against my belly. He leaned down and captured my lips with his in a demanding kiss. His mouth claimed mine as did every other part of him. His grip agitated the flame of my desire and I subconsciously started grinding my hips against his erection to douse the flame he ignited.
Liam approached from behind and started nibbling on my neck right over the spot the mate mark goes. My heart hammered wildly in my chest and I took a deep breath to steady myself.
They were driving me mad and I could already feel the wetness pool below. The twins knew my body inside and out and could make me cum with feather-light touches alone. “I can smell your lust, Little Omega,” Liam growled.
“Then do something about it,” I demanded as I turned around and jumped on Liam, wrapping my legs around his waist. I slowly lowered myself down on his large, thick cock and earned a moan from him. I moved myself up, and down a few times before I could feel Jameson at my back.
“Are you ready for me, Little Omega?” Jameson whispered in my ear. The twins’ nickname for me turned me on even more. They only used it in private as a submissive act and wouldn’t dare use it in front of other wolves. I may be an Omega but I am far from helpless.
I knew what he was about to do, we had done this more times than I could count. I felt my entrance stretch as he plunged inside my tight hole, filling me to the brim. The twins started moving in sync, one plunged in as the other pulled out. I was a moaning mess and could barely keep it together. My orgasm was already building and it wouldn’t be long before I would cum.
“Goddess, that feels heavenly!”
Both the twins were grunting, and moaning as they continued their onslaught. Jameson reached to my front and rubbed my clit, causing me to cum all over Liam’s cock. I felt Jameson swell and release his seed inside me and was soon followed by Liam who did the same.
I was let down and Liam Kissed me on the lips before Jameson spun me around and kissed my neck. “Olivia, you drive me crazy,” Jameson smirked against my neck. I lace my hand in his hair and held him close, inhaling his scent.
Both the twins smelled like citrus and bergamot with a slight difference in the amount of citrus in it. Liam’s citrus tone was not as heavy as Jameson’s. The only reason I could tell the difference was due to being close to them just about every day for the past three years. I wondered if they would smell the same to their mates or if that smell would be distinct just for them.
When the twins didn’t find their mates, they started pursuing me and we had the mutual agreement that once we did find them, our relationship would be over. I have yet to be of age to find my mate but next week I would turn 20 and could finally find him. I was excited but a part of me was sad, I had grown to love the twins and would miss them. If they found their mates before I found mine I would be heartbroken.
Liam was still near me, touching me from behind and letting his warmth permitting my naked skin. I loved having them near and their touches brought a feeling of security. “I love you, Jameson,” I moaned. Liam scoffed. “And I love you, Liam.”
In unison, they replied, “And we love you, Little Omega.”