The Omega For Sale

The evening air was wonderful and was the perfect thing I needed. I came out earlier to sit in the garden and read a book and although I already lost interest in the book, i still sat outside and held the book open in front of me.

I rubbed my stomach gently hoping to ease the pressure on my bladder. I was very comfortable where I was sat and the last thing I wanted was to have to move inside to pee and then come out again.

I could feel myself get bigger and heavier by the day and although I loved being pregnant, I hated the fact that my body was changing a lot. Being pregnant with Jessy was very different from my current pregnancy.

Maybe because I still had to work till the very day I pushed my child out, or maybe because I knew that the only person I had was myself and I had to constantly stand up for myself and be there for myself.

It was a different story altogether now. I had the best life. I had Greyson, Smith, Clara, Christie, Michelle and even Jessy looking out for me now. I was waited on hand and foot and the only thing I had to do for myself was probably breathe.

It was the feast of Alpha’s today and I could feel the anxiety rising in my chest. I was still trying to get used to the title of Luna, I was still trying to sit perfectly in the role.

I started attending meetings with Greyson and each time he turned to me to ask ‘What do you think darling?’ I still jumped in shock. And whenever he said ‘We’ll do what Freya says.” It made me completely melt.

For a long time Greyson had treated my opinion like it mattered, he always made me feel heard, made me feel important and like I mattered but having not only him but his officials show me respect and listen when I speak was a different matter entirely.

It had been a thrilling experience and although the bigger the twins grew, the harder it was to get around and stay active for long periods of time but I was still able to participate in most important meetings and decision making process.

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One year changed a lot for me.

In this one year, I moved from being the worthless, slut of an omega with a bastard child, to being the Luna of a great pack and even beyond, being mates with the Alpha King and the father of my child.

It was beautiful to see how far I had come.

“Freya, you should be getting ready. We’ll have to leave for the hall soon.” Greyson interrupted my train of thoughts and I turned my attention towards him.

“My feet hurts.” I said and he chuckled, before kneeling in front of me to take my feet and massaging it.

I sighed in relief when his big hit soft fingers began working on my feet. It felt really good and as he eased the pain slowly, I could feel myself get sleepy.

“That’s really good.” I said quietly and the Alpha raised his head to flash me a smile which I quickly returned.

Greyson charmed me. I had never met any man as handsome as he was, sweet or caring as he was. Being in his presence never failed to give me butterflies and make me feel warm.

“My fingers are magical. They could do other things you know, do you want me to show you?” He teased and I laughed, hitting him playfully on his shoulders.

“Too naughty Greyson.” I responded and he laughed loudly.

“You look beautiful.” He complimented moving his hands towards my stomach and placing it flat against it.

It seemed like Greyson felt it before I did or maybe it happened at the same time in slow motion but I saw his eyes widen in shock before I felt the kick.

Weak at first that I almost doubted if it really happened, but when Greyson pressed his palms against my protruding stomach sure enough I felt another kick this time more powerful.

Greyson looked mesmerized, he just kept staring at my stomach while his palms gently rubbed at it and I could help the round look in my eyes as I watched him. It was simply beautiful.

“We should go inside and prepare. It’s getting pretty late.” I reminded him and it was as if my voice broke him out of a trance.

We walked inside hand and in hand and once we were at our room, Greyson dismissed the maids that had been waiting for me to come in to help with bathing and dressing me for the feast.

And to my surprise, my mate decided to take on the role. If there was anything I loved and appreciated the most was how careful he was. He took his time with everything he did, as if he were preparing the most beautiful art in the world.

“Smith took her earlier in the afternoon for a ride. He texted me that they are at the hall already.” Greyson said as we passed through Jessy’s door and he noticed me try to look in for her.

I nodded my head in understanding, following him down the stairs and out the door.

The drive to the hall was silent but not the awkward kind of silence. This silence was comfortable and it was one I was happy to indulge.

“You’re fine. It’s going to be over soon.” Greyson said as soon as he put off the car when we got to the venue.

I didn’t even have to speak before he knew how anxious I was about this particular event.

The moment we stepped into the hall, it felt like the anxiety tripled inside my stomach. My last meal was hours ago but I was almost on the edge of regurgitating it. Greyson kept a strong hold on my hand as we walked through the crowd of people in the hall and I was most grateful for it.

Once we were settled at the start of the hall, I sighed in relief once I was able to sit and take the pressure off my feet. Greyson greeted the guests present, gave a small speech and the feast began.

It was suffocating being in the presence of so many Alphas, the power and ego around the room was enough to cause a suffocation. Especially for an omega.

I scanned through the crowd hoping to find Jessy or Smith but instead I found a face I recognized.

The Alpha of the SilverMoon Pack and beside him was a guard I also recognized. He had been one of the people that had pushed me to make the final decisions of running away from my previous pack.

I could still remember that afternoon like it just happened. Where the other kids had abused Jessy and he had come to intervene. I had hoped for a savior but instead I had gotten the devil. I couldn’t ever get the derogatory remarks he had thrown at me that hot afternoon.

I locked eyes with Alpha Damien and I watched as a smirk formed on his lips before he began to walk in my direction with his guard in tow.

I held onto the edge of my seat tightly but this time it wasn’t fear that gripped my frame as the Alpha moved closer to me. It was pure rage.

This man had watched as omegas were constantly abused, beaten and made to work till their very last breath, under his rule, the pack had become unfit for omegas.

He had no right to even be here, because Alphas were protectors, defenders and the fathers of their packs. He was none of those things. Instead he was a tyrant, a power drunken man.

“Alpha Greyson, it’s wonderful what you’ve done here. Thank you for having us.” Damien greeted in a fake polite tone and I snickered under my breath.

I focused my attention back into the crowd, trying to act like I wasn’t disgusted and angry by his so close to me.

“And when I say wonderful, best believe I’m not just talking about this luxurious feast you’ve prepared for us. I mean look at the worthless omega. She looks like a completely different person, if I had not seen her all those years ago when she carried a bastard child in her arms almost everywhere she went I never would have known she was the one sat here. Especially not with the jewelries and beautiful dress. This is truly the most beautiful grass to grace story I ever heard.” He said with a loud laughter.

I felt my fingers tremble with anger and as Greyson move to get off his seat, I moved a hand to stop him. The feast was still in full swing and there was no need to cause a scene for someone as worthless as Damien.

“You and your entire members are no longer welcome here. Please leave.” I said.

I was surprised with how clear my voice turned out. With the amount of anger I was feeling I didn’t think I was capable of escaping a shaky voice.

Damien laughed out loud, like I had just told the funniest story ever and it wasn’t hard for anyone to hear the mockery in his tone.

“Just because you’re fucking the Alpha King, getting all knocked up for him, doesn’t give yo…”

I had had enough. It happened so fast that it took even myself a minute to process it. One moment he was talking trash and the next I was leaving my seat and striking him across the face hard.

It felt like the time paused, the entire hall went silent and I could feel all eyes on us, but I was too angry to care.

“Get him out.” I instructed the guards around me and they moved to do so.

It felt as if the anxiety, anger, rage that had gathered inside me in the last thirty minutes melted away as he was pulled out of the hall.

“Please let’s eat, drink and be merry. We have a long night of fun ahead of us.” I urged and the crowd erupted in a cheer that made me smile.

Once I got to the side of Greyson, he pulled me in for a kiss and I giggled before completely melting into it.