The Poisoned Omega

Bram.

It's early in the morning and obviously l can't sleep because of the noise that has taken over the Pack's roof.

Gladys, my only sister is getting married to that miserable vampire hunter. l can't believe my father agreed right away for her to marry him and I know for sure that If my mother was alive she would never agree to such an engagement. Good enough, l'm still happy about my sister's marriage ceremony.

Seriously good for her and her love life and whatever makes her sleep well at night.

My name is Bram and l'm an omega in The People's Pack. I have been living an invisible life, one where I barely don't exist to anyone. Everyday I live in regret with an aching heart seeing the disappointment on my father's face, Alpha Richard.

My wolf not blooming into an Alpha has left everyone questioning if truly l am my father's son. You see, I'm the greatest disappointment you can think of. I'm already 17 years old and l don't get invited to any pack meetings and gatherings.

Sometimes l wake up making my own breakfast. Then I go for a run myself, get home and get some sleep. Sometimes I hunt, and the same goes on every day. I only get to see my father if other Alphas are having a Central meeting and they are visiting with their mate and children. Of course, l have to be present there to show my shameful face.

l have to tell you, I have been living a very peaceful life.

"Come here Bram," Gladys regards me, a tired frown on her forehead, "Your clothes are ready, put them on let me see how fit it is," She throws the clothes in her hands to me.

I catch them immediately, not wanting to annoy her. I should be grateful that she even remembered to think about me, "Thank you."

I have always looked very good in white. I thought to myself as I looked into the mirror, "Mmh, l think the trousers are too tight," I told her honestly since she seems considerate today and it's her wedding celebration.

"I think it fits perfectly," She answered, looking at me with an achieving look on her face.

"So why did you ask me to try it out if you were not going to amend it?"

"I don't understand, do l look like a tailor to you? And what's up with your stupid attitude?" She snapped at me, crossing her hands over her chest, "And in case your eyes are blocked this is a handmade leather. It is made from deer skin and it is imported from Germany. Look, it's going to be the happiest day of my life in 2 days and l don't want you to come to my wedding looking retarded. Who knows? Your mate might come there so try and just look good with those. The stylists will come by 8 am," She said tiredly, making her