My Mate Is An Omega – Chapter 4

Lancaster POV

The next day, my wounds from the battle had completely healed, thanks to Atlas and the doctors. However, a warrior never stays unscathed for too long. At Diamond Tempest, we were required to take part in training five days a week, but with the constant attacks, we now only had Sundays off. The badly injured warriors were excused, but the lucky ones like Luke and I were back to the training grounds, getting some new scratches to keep our blood boiling.

In the beginning, I would only spar with the other Omegas; warriors were paired according to their strength, so no one would have to take a beating without being able to land a single blow. As I became stronger, I started training with the higher-ranked warriors until I ended up with the Beta’s son. No one knew how a stray had gotten so far. To be honest, neither did I; I guess when you have a clear goal in your life, you will surpass any obstacle to get to it. And someone like me didn’t have a lot of objectives.

on. As usual, we shook hands after our combat before we headed to the bathroom to clean up. Warriors weren’t allowed to step inside the cafeteria covered in blood, and I was hungry like a wolf. As I was washing my face, I noticed a blurry figure coming at us in the reflection on the mirror. The boy was no threat.

d each of us to the side, standing between us to both annoy us and to use the vacant sink.

en he was just a few weeks old. Unlike me, he wasn’t a rogue, but it didn’t make his story less sad. His mother was a young girl who made the mistake of sleeping with a wolf she was in love with. She was already pregnant when she met her real mate, who demanded she get rid of the child. The pup was left behind and forgotten, earning the surname we all despised so much – Stray: a wolf who has no place in this world.

her,” I joined his game, elbowi

ed.

in training.”

s.” He waved us off, heading towards the cafeteria. We followed right behind him. “It was your father, by the way,” I heard him whisper to Luke.

friend laughed.

the Beta overpowered him last week. Not a king-like attitude, if you ask me,” Jasper scoffed, playing with Luke’s wolf’s name and making him frown. The two of them would have engaged in

you two barking about this time?” She giggled, join

her immaculate porcelain skin, shinier than the moonlight. The most breathtaking detail about her, however, were her eyes; they were of a beautiful shade of turquoise blue, even clearer than Garibaldi Lake.

as I grabbed my plate, which made her roll her eyes.

e. It didn’t take long for me to be reminded of why.

nd your potential, like us.” She batted her eyelashes at him.

Natalie.” He immediately waved her off, turning back to us.

after being denied. Her friends dragged her out before she further embarrassed herself.

to get accepted into a college or university were the smartest ones – and, of course, it made them feel more special than the others.

thanks to warrior training.

idn’t fall too far behind him, though. Despite being a stray, his unique ginger hair, rare for wolves of lower rank, earned him a lot of attention. It was wavy and always messy, which gave it a wild look the females went crazy for. His fair skin was easily burnt by the sun, turning it an uncommon shade of rosy. His auburn stubble beard and pale blue eyes, almost white, comp

were a Beta, I’d get a lot more girls,” the warrior mumbled.

“Haven’t gotten laid in weeks! I’m starting to go crazy here.”

ing to me with sympathy. “I’m glad you’re not like them, Lance.”

pop your blueberries? You’re the only twenty year old virgin I know.”

you already.” I frowned, annoyed. “I’m waiting for my mate. I have to focus on warrior training, and I see no point in wasting time with random she-wolves.”

ugh at her dramatic reaction.

shrugged, fist-bumping Luke. In response, Sasha stuck her tongue out in disgust.

s a stray, I didn’t have much; but these three lunatics were the closest family I had. If one thing, I was thankful they chose to stick aroun

***

mes I sold them to get extra money, but I mostly kept them.

uke mumbled, playing with the latest statue I had carved – a tiny hummingbird.

Ninebark Pack in Whistler. My best friend had come to keep me company while I packed my bags, though he didn’t help much. I had only left pack territory a few times, but never more than a day trip, let alone overnight. For long minutes, I just stared at my empty suitcase, unsure of what I should take. There weren’t a lot of clothes in my small wardrobe, yet I probably scoured through it a thousand times until I lost my patience and grabbed a pair of jeans, a couple of plai

as the pack’s Beta.”

get damaged. “Wow. You’re really attached to these things, aren’t you?”

e little wooden hummingbird for a few seconds before placing it back on the shelf alongside three

I heard the Alpha’s voice inside my head. “The car is ready. We’re leaving in ten.” That was his casual way of letting me know if I didn’t run, I would be left behind. He probably wouldn’t really do it, but he still had to hold on to his strict Alpha act.

hteen, but never used – I knew I would need it someday. I combed my hair and put on my shoes before I turned to my best friend.

trust you around my sculptures.”

.” He shrugged playfully.

ing at him. He frowned before standing up.

ance of the packhouse, where the car was waiting for us. I was shocked to find Dario and James standing next to a limousine, unable to believe I was about to ride on one of those. Limos were for exclusive use of th

my decision?”

d him playfully, and his frown intensified in response. “I still don’t know why you want me to come, bu

ghly two hours long. Throughout the entire way, I admired the different sceneries, taking in the intoxicating beauty of the land. The white fields and pine trees covered in snow were quite a sight to see, but I was sure the v

rio briefed me on how to behave once we arrived, but for the most part of the journey we were in silence. The moment we crossed

cked up on a scent unlike any other I had ever smelled before.

on the scent, the easier it was to notice its peppery notes – hot, intense, spicy. It felt like home, delightful and welcoming, but also daring like the thrill of a good challenge. It kind of reminded me of… tequila.

iful she-wolf, all I could see was her.

d her naturally reddish-brown lips, making it impossible for me to hold it in any longer.

“Mate.”

ran in circles in my mind, wagging his tail like a lovesick puppy, but I couldn’t blame him – I was pretty sure there were hearts in my eyes, and I couldn’t care less. All I wanted was to pull her closer, learn her taste, memorize her tantalizing scent. However, before any of us could take another step, a sinister laugh disrupted our peaceful moment.

brief second to analyze the blonde guy standing behind her.

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