Bullied by Twin Alphas

First Shift-1

I crashed into the forest, following Chelsea’s trail. I could hear the six others flanking me as Shawn and I planned, and smiled to myself as I heard a shriek; someone tried coming for me. I jumped up, grabbing a branch and swinging myself to the next tree. Landing on a stable branch, I stopped to sniff the air, listening to the sound of my pack mates fighting for their flags.

Chelsea’s scent hit my nose, and I flared my nostrils. She smelled sickly sweet and it was disgusting. It’s was like the scent of chrysanthemum, with the after scent of rot. Following her through the branches, I noticed her standing against a tree with one person on her other side, both keeping watch around them. She had her two flags still, not surprisingly. I looked down at my right flank and jerked my head.

They took the signal and crouched low, the other four closing the circle and shrinking it. I smiled at the teamwork of my pack mates, we were skilled and listened to each other well. As the two I sent circled around, they lunged towards Chelsea. Eric, I think his name was, pushed her to run and faced the other two. I smiled. Perfect. Crashing through the canopy, I jumped and landed directly on top of Chelsea, who turned too late. She cowered beneath me as I snarled in her face.

“Please, the flags are right here. Take them, I’ll be your personal omega for the rest of the month.” She cried.

“Your flags were mine as soon as the challenge was stated.” I snarled, punching her in the head. “Cheap? ME? You f****d up as soon as you touched my necklace.” She whimpered as I grabbed her arm, twisting her fingers in the wrong direction. “I’m tired of you, Chelsea. So very tired of you.” I flipped her over, making her yelp as I pushed her arm up her back, her hand almost gripping her tiny ponytail. “Leave me alone from now on or face harsh consequences.” I whispered angrily, stomping on the back of her left knee. She screamed intensely, tears dripping from her eyes, and I looked over to see a pair of amber eyes blink approvingly and turn away. Snatching her flags, I howled, and I could hear my team cheer around the forest.

Now to find Brett. I was heading towards the last place I smelled him when I heard a howl and began cheering with everyone else. We all made our way to the clearing, Chelsea being carried by someone else. Wyatt smirked and Xander snickered.

“We now know who the Omegas will be for the rest of the month.” Wyatt said, stepping forward and clapping Shawn on the back. “Alright go get dinner and get cleaned up, you all worked hard tonight, with only 2 minutes left to spare.”

I walked towards the pack house, laughing with Shawn and Sherri, smelling the delicious scent of food drifting from the kitchen. Time to start this omega s**t from here on out.

“Brett.” I smiled at him and he turned around. He wasn’t bad looking at 5’8” with a lean build, cloudy blue eyes, and brown hair, but he wasn’t my type. Obviously. “Please bring 2 servings of mashed potatoes and one serving of everything else up to my room.” He nodded, grunting.

“Yes Beta.” I went upstairs and into my room, starting my shower and stripping my dirty clothes. It felt amazing to wash all the dirt from my hair and skin. When I got out, I wrapped myself in my large fluffy towel and dried off my hair, running my brush through it. The air was thick with the scent of the ocean, and I walked into my room to see Xander reading a book on my bed. He smiled at me and rolled over, shoving his face into my pillow so I could change. I quickly slipped on a tank top and underwear, putting leggings on over them.

“You can look.” I said, turning to the food left on the cart in my room. Sitting down on the edge of my bed, I scooped a bite of mashed potatoes into my mouth, moaning. Damn, I absolutely loved mashed potatoes. All potatoes are good, but mashed are the best. And Thalia makes the best mashed potatoes I’ve ever had.

“I’m interested in what else can make you moan like that.” Xander laughed. I started turning red and took a bite of corn before I said something stupid. “I’m curious as to how you feel about this arrangement?” He asked once I was finished.

“I’m obviously not happy about it.” I said, putting my plate back on the cart. “For one, I’m only giving you guys a chance to prove you’re sorry for all the things you’ve done.” He looked away shamefully. “And for two, I really don’t f*****g like Monica, and me beating the s**t out of her last week should prove that.” He nodded. “She seems power hungry. And cruel. And I honestly don’t think I can have a Luna like that.”

“She’s really not like that.” He immediately defended.

“Then explain why she absolutely destroyed my car, and was part of the reason my necklace was originally broken.” I retorted, rolling my eyes. He looked shocked, and then embarrassed.

“I really don’t know why she hates you.” He admitted, scratching the back of his head.

“Well you better figure it out fast.” I said sharply, and jerked my head at the door.