My Omega Queen Chapter 1: My name is Emily

POV: Emily

My name is Emily. I’ve been an Omega in the Blood Moon pack for 8 years. I was found in the woods, clothes torn and bloodied, when I was merely 9 years old. Even a youngling is considered a rogue in our culture, so I am very lucky to be here today, alive and fed. I don’t remember much about what happened, just that it was a snowy night and I was hungry. The sky was gray and it was really cold. I tried to warm up by taking cover under the roots of a huge pine tree and then I fell asleep. Or passed out. I don’t remember.

Either way, I woke up in the infirmary. There was a war between several packs going on at that time, so everyone concluded that I was just an orphaned pup that ran away from the bloodshed. On top of it, I smelled like a rogue, so it was believed my parents had died and I had traveled a lot outside my original pack’s territory. Of course, all of this was an assumption. I couldn’t remember anything besides my name. Emily.

f me. I also like to attend the training sessions whenever I have the time. I don’t have my wolf yet, but I’m still pretty strong nevertheless.

, a werewolf’s mate is someone from their own pack so as to preserve its genes, but since I’m not originally from this pack, there are very slim chances that I’ll find my mate anytime but during this period of 3 days. This year it is hel

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kind of my mother figure in the pack.

hile turning off the water and grabbing a towe

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ce they’re short on trainers.”

pants and a cotton t-shirt on me in a hurry and run downstairs. I notice Wendy waiting for me at the door with a sandwich in one hand. I chuckle and take it while running out the door, straight to the field. “You too have a nice day!” I hear Wendy shouting behind me.

see many pairs of pack members fighting; females, males, mixed. We don’t really d

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you to call me by name?”

help my situation.

e when they’re overwhelmed by female presence.” I nod and put on my straight face.

in a worried way.

lly. Thank you for this opportunity!”

t one point, a pack warrior was pretty upset about an Omega giving him tips: “Shut up, b***h. What would you know about fighting?! Does the Beta even know you’re here, being delusional?! Go bac

ender. This was easier than I thought it would be, which is quite distressing when you think about the fact that this kind of pack warrior will help with security. I continued with lecturing him about the mistakes he had made and what he could improve. This time he listened quietly and nodded. The crowd dispersed and only Nathan remained, displaying a proud smile. He nodded towards me and then went on his way.

feel the need to like others. I learned to go with the flow, to avoid conflict… or death. He signaled for everyone to get up and continue. He was talking to Nathan when I felt his gaze on my back.