The Omega For Sale

The adrenaline from the last two hours was finally wearing off as I watched my men tear down the last of the attacking clan. My entire body screamed with pain but I couldn’t be happier at the victory.

A surprise attack wasn’t something that any pack ever wanted and usually it gave the attackers the upper hand but thanks to my reliable officials they were mostly able to take control of it even before word got to me.

There was of course a few fatal casualties on my side but I was grateful to the Goddess that it wasn’t a lot.

I transformed back into my human form and my muscles screamed from the strain. Thankfully staying in my wolf form had helped me mostly heal from the worst of my injuries but it didn’t mean that my body couldn’t feel the effects anymore.

“Round up some of the men and check every corner within and outside the pack to be sure they are no more hanging around.” I instructed Smith, while putting on the clothes that had been passed to me.

I couldn’t wait to get home and be with my family. I knew how worried Freya was about me leaving the house. I couldn’t believe that the green eyed woman had believed she would lose me in a battle.

I didn’t mean to brag but I wasn’t Alpha King for nothing. If I didn’t have the strength, endurance and power to protect my people then the crown wouldn’t fit.

Despite the pain that seared through my body, I made a light jog towards my home. I couldn’t wait to see my family.

The moment I stepped into the house, cheers erupted everywhere from the women, children and old that were currently camping in my living area. I politely smiled at them and engaged the smaller pups that rushed towards me to wrap their small hands around my leg in a hug.

These sounds of victory always made me push through, knowing that I had these people counting on me to make sure that all was well.

I patted the little children’s head and waved to the other ones around me but that was when I caught sight of the two children walking towards me with tears streaming down their faces.

Jess? What was she doing downstairs? I had strict instructions for them to remain in the room. And where was Freya?

Christie accompanied Jessy and Simon and when they got to me the sadness in all their eyes gave away the bad news even before they could open their mouths.

“Daddy, mommy gone.” Jessy said.

Gone? What? What did she mean by gone?

I moved away from the crowd of people that were gathered around me and made a beeline for the grand stairs. The guard was no where around Jessy’s door and when I pushed it open, it was to find the place empty.

There was no sign of struggle though and the only slightly ruffled thing in the space was the bed where I knew Jessy had been sleeping even before I left.

Freya wasn’t anywhere around here.

The rage that overcame my frame sent me into overdrive and I stomped out of the room, Christie was the first person I found and I grabbed onto her throat, the rage and anxiety that coursed through my veins took over the remaining of my rational thinking.

“Where’s Freya?” I asked.

The girl opened her mouth to talk but due to the fact that I was blocking her windpipe with my hands, it stopped her from speaking.

“Greyson, stop please. You’re going to kill her. Let go of her please.” I could hear Smith’s voice but it sounded very far away.

A searing pain racked through my head in the next minute and darkness took over immediately.

***

It felt like hours later when I regained consciousness again. I was met with Smith and Shane another one of my officials in my room. My memory felt fuzzy but it wasn’t for a long time, everything soon came back flooding to me and I sprung from my position on the bed gaining both of their attentions.

“Greyson you have to calm down please.” Smith said

“Calm down? Freya is fucking missing and what do you do? Put me to sleep for however long letting whoever is behind this get even further.” I yelled out an Smith took a step back.

It was difficult to see me so out of control so it was very understandable that my Beta would try to get away from me in fear.

“You were getting out of control and I had to do something before you caused harm. We have an idea of who has taking Freya, seems like we tortured the wrong maid before but I think we need to strategize before even leaving this mansion in search for her and you have to be calm to do that. Or at least rational.” Smith said and he made a lot of sense.

“Let’s move to my office. Where’s Jessy?”

“With the maid, don’t worry she’s safe.” Smith reassured.

I wasn’t going to take his word for it. Christie was a good maid but lately I was having a lot of issues with my choice of maidens and I just lost Freya again because of one of them, I wasn’t going to trust another with looking after my daughter.

I walked out of the room and in the direction of the maid quarters.

“Daddy!” Jessy called out to me the moment she saw me, running in my direction, I picked her up and placed a kiss on her head.

Simon followed after her and that was when I saw the black eye that the boy was sporting. I placed Jessy back on the floor and beckoned the boy to me. I squatted until I was at eye level with the boy and the sadness that I could see from his good eye broke my heart even more.

“What happened to your eye Simon?” I whispered gently to him but the little boy only shook his head, bowing his head to avoid looking in my eyes.

“His daddy hit him.” Jessy whispered to me.

“Jessy I told you no.” Simon said with tears streaming down his eyes.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

I couldn’t believe my ears. Roman was hitting his child? For what reason? How did I miss this part of my Gamma? Roman had always presented himself as the best father and watching him interact with his son from the outside one would think they shared the best relationship. What would cause him to hit his son so badly?

“Come with me.” I said.

And we all headed towards my office.

“What happened Simon?” I asked the moment we settled in.

“My daddy is very very upset with Freya.” Simon began.