The Omega and the Rogue

The day from HELL!

ELSIE

Well, as expected, my day got off to an AMAZING start. As soon as I tried to step down from the cart in a poised, lady-like manner, a huge gust of wind lifted my tiny skirt, revealing my granny pants. uuggg.

And of course, I couldn't be lucky and have everybody asleep in their beds. Oh no, an entire warrior patrol just so happened to be out for early drills.

The reception I got was a mixture of wolf whistles and sniggers, with a few "nice knickers" and "My Mamo wears ones like that." Fu.ck my life.

Even my Da doesn't know whether to be angry or pis.s himself laughing. I pointed to him, "just don't, okay? Get on with your deliveries.

Ignoring everyone and pretending my whole body wasn't as red as the telephone box on the corner, I climbed the steps and through the door, before any more gusts of wind could get me.

I entered the kitchen and my best friend, Skye, frowned at me, "what's wrong? You are red as a tomato." I looked around at the other lasses, they were all dressed in the same outfit as me, all looking just as uncomfortable as me. The only exception was the elderly cook, Hatti, who was dressed in her normal long dress and apron.

"Da dropped me off in the cart and as I stepped down a gust of wind lifted my stupid skirt and showed a group of warriors my granny knickers,"

You could almost feel the grins before they came, and within moments the kitchen is filled with laughter, they are all holding their tummies and laughing so hard that I end up joining them. Hey, we have to take the good moments when we can get them.

Hatti clapped her hands," Okay girls, breakfast isn't going to cook itself." she turned away, but not before I caught the grin on her face.

Hatti and her mate, Malcolm, work the farm next to us. Their son used to work the land with them, but he was killed while delivering supplies to the barracks. We never knew the details.

So Da and I help them as best we can. Da takes all their deliveries to town and then we share any traded food we get. Our farm has cattle, pigs and laying hens, and they have sheep, goats and breed chicken for slaughter, so we work well together.

I made my way over to her. She looked tired. "Da is making deliveries to the mill this morning so we should get some flour and bread tonight. He dropped off some of your chicken yesterday, so we could even get a nice pie for tea. I will drop everything off tonight after I have milked Molly. I know we are out of milk, so you must be running low too."

She squeezes my shoulder. "You are a good lass. Elsie, I don't know what we would do without you and your Da, he is having to help more and more on the farm these days. It lessens my worry knowing he will stop in and check on Mal every day."

We get to work and soon breakfast is ready to be served, the lasses and I take turns to serve different members of the pack. Today is my turn to serve the ranked wolves, uuggg. Cheryl, Lily and Patty have the warriors and Sky, Sarah and Molly have the omegas and kitchen duties.

Omegas are easy. They are not allowed in the dining room, so they line up at the back servery window, with their bowls and cups, and get a spoonful of porridge and a cup of tea.

Warriors get porridge too, but they are also allowed sausages with potato frites, scrambled eggs and toast, they are allowed fruit squash, tea or coffee.

Ranked wolves can have anything they want, we always prepare bacon and fried bread on top of what we already have for the warriors. Alpha Anderson has a sweet tooth, so Hatti has drop scone mix ready with pots of honey and bowls of chopped dried apricots, prunes and figs. She also squeezed oranges for fresh juice.

Cheryl popped her head through the door, "Alpha and Bete have just arrived," I looked at the clock, it's only six thirty, they are early this morning.

I smooth down my shirt and make sure my t.its are in, and head to the Alpha table. "Good morning Alpha, Beta, would you like to start with some coffee or orange juice this morning?"

Both men leered at me, their eyes looking up and down my body. "Good morning Elsie, the new uniform looks good on you." The Alpha licks his lips. My smile is so forced my cheeks hurt. Thank the goddess, the rest of the hall is empty.

He rubs the Beta's thigh, drawing my eyes to the bulge in his pants, eewwww, keep smiling Elsie, just keep smiling. ""what do you want young Elsie to give you Reed? Something sweet or something hot?" EEEEEWWWWW, I can feel gagging in the back of my throat.

Beta Reed smirks, looking straight at my crotch, "Both, Sweet Juices and strong hot coffee." The Alpha nodded in agreement, "Yes, sweet and hot please Elsie." I am about to walk away when the Alpha calls me back.

"Oh Elsie, I think the cleaners missed a cobweb on the wall, could you reach up and get it please, it's just there." He pointed to a spot high on the wall. I smiled and reached up, trying to find the invisible web.

"A little higher, love", I felt my skirt and my shirt rising as I stretched. "Mmm not quite, Reed, can you help her to reach, she is so tiny."

I felt the Beta stand behind me and grab the top of my thighs, pulling my skirt up as he moved to my waist. He lifted me high, so his face was in my as.s, only my panties were now covering me.

I felt his face bury itself in my as.s cra.ck and he inhaled deeply. "That's perfect, right there love reach up above you." I swiped my hand across the wall and the Beta finally let me down.

He leaned in and whispered, "sweet indeed," before palming my as.s cheek. I bowed to the Alpha and walked to the kitchen. I heard the Alpha mutter, "I think we will have to order some lacy knickers to wear underneath."

The rest of breakfast went with no incident, and Alpha Anderson was in a very good mood. He told us all to make sure we had any left over breakfast, before we went home.

Which we did. Hatti even gave us drop scones. Although I would rather be hungry than have them touch me, but I cannot stop the Alpha from playing his games. I just hope it does not move on to anything else.

The rest of my day went fairly quickly. After breakfast, I started the laundry and then lunch was served. I had the omegas this time, then more laundry and cleaning, then finally dinner.

Dinner was not great. I had the warriors, and while I was clearing their table one of them, I think his name was Gregor, put his hand up my skirt, "still wearing those sexy knickers? gave us quite the show this morning, woke me right up." His fingers pushed past the band at the top of my leg and grabbed my as.s, I pulled away quickly and hid in the kitchen, Skye took over for me until the brute left.

We quickly cleaned the kitchen and Hatti and I walked home together. As we got to her farm, I noticed Da standing on the porch, worried something was wrong. I walked Hatti to her door.

Seeing my look of concern, Da smiled, I just dropped off the bread and butter, and there is half a chicken pie for tea. I milked Molly, so there was milk as well.

Hatti's face lit up. Thank you Liam, we will have a good feed tonight. Da opened the door for her. Norris asked for goat's milk so he could make cheese for tomorrow. He promised us some cheddar if we could get it for him in the morning, so Mal and I milked the goats, and the milk is loaded on the cart for the morning, so you ladies have an evening of leisure.

Hatti kissed his cheek, "you are a good man Liam Hamilton, now get your Lass home." I jumped up into the cart and we headed for home.

"How was your day Da?" he grinned, "it was a good day lass. Jamerson stopped me and asked if you could sew him a dress for Bea. It was their anniversary. He has promised us half a pig for your trouble, and he will butcher and smoke it for us."

Mmmmm, bacon and pork chops, I would sew ten dresses for half a pig.

"One of mamey's dresses could be altered for Bea, there is that pretty yellow one, it's almost new."

I hate that we have to bargain every day just to be able to eat, "I got my pay today Da, with the extra hours, I got £9 with what we have saved already. We have enough to buy you the new boots you need, so when you are in town tomorrow, you should get them. The weather is getting colder, and we can't have you with bad feet again."

He frowns and grunts, I know he wants to argue, but he knows that if his feet get bad, then I will have to do all the farm chores, and we would still have to buy the boots.

Goddess, please let things get better soon. We pulled up to the cottage and headed inside. I ran to my room and changed into warmer clothing, so I could go feed the animals, and shut them in the barn for the night, while dad loaded the cart for the morning.

Elly is pacing in my head, "what's the matter, sweetling?" She sighed and shook her head, "I don't know Elsie, it feels like something is about to happen, I can't settle."

Well, that sounds great, she huffs and flops down on her belly. Before heading out, I coat some tatties with beef dripping and pop them in the oven to roast, and stoke the fire to make sure the oven stays hot. The pie can go into warm through when I get back.

It is completely dark now, so I lit an oil lamp and headed across the yard. The animals all know to come in when it's dark, and they are all waiting for me when I get to the barn.

Being a werewolf really helps with farming. We are basically predators, and the animals all know to do as they are told. But today they are skittish, shying away from fear. I pushed one of the cows to try and move her, but she panics and head butts me, right in the face. I heard the crack as my nose breaks, and the lamp in my hand smashes on the ground.

I am just starting to get angry at them, when I hear a noise in the loft. Elly stands up ready for a fight, but she is whining. What the hell is wrong with her? I wiped the blood from my nose and set the bone so it would heal straight, but all I can smell now is my blood.

With one of my senses completely useless, I head into the barn, looking to see if anything is out of place. Elly is still acting odd, "Elly, a little help here please."

Our small herd of cows decided that now they wanted to come in and barged past me, knocking me onto the stairs to the loft. I was getting to my feet, when a pair of very large arms wrapped around me and lifted me off my feet.

My instincts kick in and I smash the back of my head into their face, kicking their knees with the heels of my boots at the same time. I hear a cry of pain and I am released. I try to make a run for it, but my wrist is grabbed and I am pulled into a very hard chest.

Without thinking, I brought my knee up, hitting him square in the balls. He dropped like a sack of tatties.

"Elsie, stop please." I took a good look at my attacker. I squinted, not recognizing him, until I saw his eyes, his bright blue eyes. I gasped, it can't be.

"Duncan Danvers?" he gave me a pained grin, "Hello Elsie Hamilton, my little mate." Wait! What! Did he just say mate?