Sorry I've been so inactive-with both of my story. I'm getting over a serious writers block, and a super hard time. I'll try to get Purging Day uploaded as soon as I can.
I also want to thank those two votes!! I'm not sure EXACTLY how it works, but I still got excited when i saw it!! Comment what you think I can do better. Thanks guys!!
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(Guron's POV)
I walked into the meeting room, the rest of my pack already there. Their attention snapped at me as I casually sat down in the alpha's chair.
"How are the borderlands doing?" I asked, glancing at the officer in charge of it.
"Rouges tried to get to it," he answered. "But my team was able to stop them." I felt a growl vibrate through my chest. The rouges were getting cocky, trying to steal my land.
"I want tighter security around the border," I ordered. "And if you see a rouge, kill it on sight."
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After the meeting, I walked back up to my room. I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw Emmett curled up on the couch, fast asleep. I sat on the arm, and ran my fingers through his white hair.
"How are you my mate?" I asked quietly. "I always thought I would be with a woman from a high position. But instead I got a male omega. Fate works in strange ways." Emmett stirred, and looked up at me with sleepy green eyes. He slowly sat up, fear in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" I asked, sliding down and putting an arm around him. He looked at his lap, a shy look on his face.
"I-I think you have the wrong person for your mate," he said. I felt my face fall.
"You don't feel anything, do you?" I asked, fighting off a growl. "It may take time, but you will, I swear."
"How do you know that? Maybe I'm not your mate, and it's Christine? That makes more sense." I growled and pinned him to the couch.
"Emmett, are you saying you want to go home?" I asked. He looked away, and nodded. "Why? So you can be beat and starved again?" Tears started to stream down his cheeks.
"I won't let you go," I said. "You ARE my mate, and you WILL feel it, the easy way-or the hard way. You. Are. Mine!" I kissed him roughly, slipping my tongue into his mouth. Before I could do anything else, I stood and ran out the door, transforming into a huge black wolf. I needed to run-to clear my head.
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Alpha's Omega
WerewolfEmmet-the omega in his pack-always felt like the only reason he's around is to be the pack's punching bag. But that all changes when another pack comes to visit.
