Content Warning: Mentions of homophobia and bullying. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised!

Eric's POV

Eric Zane Girbaud.

That's me.

And as the future Alpha of one of the strongest packs of Oklahoma and of the entire United States, I believe that there are five important rules to follow when it comes to my reign.

1. Weakness of any kind disrupts the dynasty. Never let anyone see your true selves and never show mercy to anyone that is beneath the natural selection of the Werewolves.
2. Omegas are nothing more than breeding tools, punching bags, or sacrificial lambs. They bring nothing but weakness and should be severely punished for existing as such.
3. A perfect mate for the common Alpha must be on the higher levels of the pack (Deltas, Gammas, and Betas in general) with good looks, higher social statuses, and a flawless lineage.
4. Alliances must not be made with anyone that goes against my laws for total perfection. Any pack who thinks that Omegas should be treated as equals or rogues and loners should be given a chance to prove themselves are not worthy of my time.
5. Loyalty to me is a must! Anyone who dares defect from my regime might as well be signing their death warrants because treachery against me equals death.

No wonder why my parents believe that I'm not worthy of being the next Alpha for my pack because of one single person who makes my stomach churn and wants me to release the dogs of hell on him.

Tauren Knox, the worthless Omega in a family of Betas.

It's such a shame that my best friend Trenton has to have that rat as his twin brother. While he is more of the typical all-American werewolf with an athletic build and good looks that are typical for any male model; Tauren was known to be a ratty little thing with a slender build, slightly feminine features, and eyes that seem to suck anyone's soul in them. Elisse and Mom think that he might be the perfect catch for any Alpha.

I say he belongs in an unmarked grave somewhere in no-man's-land.

It'd be better off for this pack to get rid of the Omega completely had it not been for Dad's stupid rule and plans to give Omegas equal rights. But since I made my own law for Tauren to be given his own kind of hell on Earth, it's much easier to wait until I was crowned Alpha (or challenged my father for the title when my birthday arrives) to finally give that runt the sentence of death. For now, my best friend and I came back from another perfect day of beating him up with Mr. and Mrs. Knox while Anissa was sent to stay with her grandparents (two more sympathizers of that brat). "I still can't believe that he's not dead yet," I said to Trenton as we shifted from our wolves Phobos (mine) and Korax (Trenton's) before we grabbed our gym clothes that we carried with us. "How the fuck has that faggot survived this long?"

"Anissa's expertise on medicine," Trenton commented as he slipped on his underwear and shorts. "She's wasting her time on something that's useless as any other Omega."

"Dude, your brother is the ONLY Omega in our pack, remember?" I reminded him while we finished getting dressed. "But you're right. Anissa and my sister are goo-goo for that...thing who just don't know when to give up on life already. And my parents and the other sympathizers are twice as bad. Once I'm crowned Alpha, I'll make sure that Tauren will be torn apart limb from limb."

"What happens if he turns out to be your mate?" Trenton asked me, a curious look on his face. "You know that your birthday is coming up and Alpha and Luna are expecting you to find someone to settle down with. What if my brother ends up being your soulmate and-"

I scoffed. "Dude, that's just sick and disgusting!" I exclaimed angrily. "Me accepting a guy as my mate is bad enough, but your brother?! That's just dead-ass wrong! I'd reject him and order him to be killed on site. I like tits and ass, not cocks up my ass! No fucking way I'd accept your brother as my mate, so get that out of your head."

"All right, man. Chill out," Trenton said, taking a deep breath. "I just don't think that you'd allow my brother to live if the worst-case-scenario does happen and your parents and Elisse demanded that you mate with the runt."

"The runt has a name, you know?"

Trenton and I whirled around to see the scowling face of one Francis Deveraux, the pack's designated human seer and a powerful witch who can read a bad Alpha for filth, cast a hell of a spell, and prophecize with the powers of the supernatural gods and goddesses channeling through him. Unfortunately, he also happens to be one of the many sympathizers of the Omega. To make matters worse, I can't order for his execution since he's blessed by the Moon Goddess and he's the son of the town mayor (one of Dad's friends AND one of the many human sympathizers). "What the hell do you want, Deveraux?" I said as Mom, Dad, and Elisse came to join him.

"I heard that you and Trenton organized a three-day melee on the poor Omega while Anissa was sent to her grandparents in Ada," Francis replied, crossing his arms. "And she called me up to make sure that you don't go overboard with your bloodthirsty plans while she's away."

"Well, that's not necessary since I'm also banning you from seeing the runt," I retorted. "I made it clear this morning that no one was to see the runt for today and the next two days. That also applies to you."

"Says you," the seer sassed. "You have no power over me, Girbaud. Remember that I am protected by the mark of the Moon Goddess and I can see Tauren as long as I please. And I couldn't help but overhear about you ordering his death when you're given the title."

"Let me guess, you got a problem with that as well as me not wanting to mate with such a waste of space? Deveraux, I ain't sticking my dick up a man's ass for nobody, not even if the Moon Goddess or anyone else demands me to."

Elisse shook her head. "You must be high," she scoffed. "You should remember that rejecting anyone for your destined soulmate will spell disaster for the other person. And besides, I think that Tauren will mellow you out if he does become your mate."

"Don't make me barf," Trenton whined.

"Thank you," I said. "Besides, I don't believe in destined mates, nor do I want to mate with any guy at all, much less an Omega."

"Watch it," Dad said angrily, his eyes glowing red. "Your mother's an Omega."

"And that's understandable, but I don't want any Omega as my mate. Besides, I prefer to have a sexy she-wolf as my mate. And I have one chosen for me."

"And who might that be?" Elisse wanted to know.

I grinned. "Liz Van Putten, the cheerleading captain.

Mom squawked in disbelief as Dad looked grim.

"Loose Liz?!" Francis exclaimed. "Anyone BUT her! You might as well be walking naked through Stillwater while whistling 'Dixie!' She put out with you, Trenton, and half of the jocks at school!"

"Too bad, because I intend to make her my mate, wife, and the pack's Luna, Deveraux, meaning that you'll have to give us your blessing and submit to her and me as the Alpha pair of this pack!"

"Like hell," Dad spat. "Your mother and I won't allow it and neither would the Moon Goddess. If you even think about making that match without our blessing, you will bring doom to this pack!"

"So what?!" Trenton commented. "My dad would approve and so would my mom. Besides, things need to change around here, staring with my brother's execution and all those who supported him...including you."

Francis' eyes glowed in power. "Heed my warning, by order of the Moon Goddess," he intoned in an otherworldly voice. "The choices you make will shape the future of this pack and it's legacy. Change your ways and swallow your pride, lest you end up facing Her wrath. Indeed, you will reject the Omega and have him killed as you desire. But his death will trigger a butterfly effect like none other when what's done in the dark would come to the light. The proud will be brought low. The meek will rise. And those who show no mercy will receive none."

With a final crack of lightning, Francis immediately vanished into thin air, making my family, Trenton, and myself jump. "Damn," my best friend hissed. "He can't be serious, can he?"

"He's DEAD SERIOUS," Elissa commented. "So you better change your ways and make things right so you can avoid-"

"Fuck that," I cut her off. "I'm going to go through with my plans and nothing will happen under my watch."

My parents glared me down. "I don't know where your mother and I went wrong with you," Dad said lowly, his wolf Andros ready to fight me. "You are not fit to become this pack's Alpha, but I must pass it to you regardless of my feelings. Just know, son, that what's done in the dark will  soon be brought to the light."

He motioned for his wife and daughter to follow him inside the family manor.

Trenton shook his head. "This is starting to piss me the fuck off," he said.

I smirked. "What better way to rid that anger than with another beating for your brother?"

"Now, you're speaking my language. Can we use our wolves?"

"Of course."

Damn the prophecies from Deveraux. I'm doing what I want and I will do it even when I'm Alpha. My birthday can't get here soon enough. And next week is a long way to go!

Bloodthirsty, isn't he?

At least we know where Eric and Trenton stand with their dark intentions made. And we've met our sassy seer known as Francis Deveraux, who's going to be quite the fixture for this storyline!

Coming up next, it's birthdays for the Knox twins but it's all about partying for Trenton while Tauren is being beaten and slowly dying while Francis tends to his wounds! Stay tuned!

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