Sous finally managed to get a bank account and when she did, she withdrew funds for the Omega she mated with. Even though it was foolish of her to mate with this Omega when she was only going to be in Nadia for another six months, she still had her head on her shoulders and would provide for this Omega and the child until it came of age.
The Alpha got up the next morning and got out of bed. Sous looked to her side where the Omega was sleeping peacefully. Nude, she got up and walked to her clothes to start the day.
The Omega's family was kind to Sous and accepted her. Although Shadow, Shadow Jr., and Icarus all had to find somewhere else to sleep. Sous snickered to herself as she walked out the house and down the main road that led to the Alpha's quarters of the pack.
Icarus flew down from the trees and landed near Sous and the others.
"Did you have a good night sleep, Sous?" Shadow asked, a bit upset him and his daughter had to sleep outside again.
Sous scratched the back of her and let out a little laugh.
"You mated with that Omega when you tell me to not mate so indiscriminately," Shadow Jr. said with with her arms crossed and
mouth pouted out.
"I was in rut and she was in heat," Sous answered.
"So you're saying you can't control your urges?" The young Alpha said, taunting Sous.
"When you...when you kill Alphas, you have the right to mate with their Omegas," Sous said.
Shadow twisted his face and looked at Sous. He stood up and walked to her.
"What are you saying, Sous?" Shadow asked her.
She stuttered. "I-I don't know..."she admitted. She didn't understand why she was saying these things. It was strange, she never thought such things before.
Shadow looked into Sous' eyes. She always had a darkness there even when she was young but she never been able to grasp it. He wondered if this darkness was finally coming to light.
It was hard for Shadow to concentrate when they managed to meet with the Alpha of the small pack. They did not apologize for killing some members. That all they wanted to know was where were the elves.
The Alpha sat with his legs crossed in the cabin on a rug. Behind him was a fire and to the back, his Omega was making lunch.
"We descended on the elves in hopes of over taking them and their technology. If we'd been successful, Apex would have allowed us to partner with them, form a financial trust," the Alpha exclaimed.
"'Been successful' so you lost?" Shadow Jr. asked.
A child walked over to the Alpha and handed him a pipe to smoke from. He then proceeded to lay on his side with just a pillow under him, smoking.
Sous' eyes began to water and wave the smoke away.
"We were no match for the elves, we were barely a match for you," he said.
Icarus stood to the side with his arms crossed and his wings folded in. He was glaring at the Alpha. He stepped forward. "So then where are the elves?"
"Underground," the Alpha answered.
Icarus didn't move. His wings remained tightly folded against his back, but his knuckles whitened where his arms crossed. Shadow Jr. shifted her weight, boots scraping against the wooden floorboards. Sous coughed again, the sweet-smelling pipe smoke curling thick in the cabin's air. The Omega at the back stopped chopping vegetables. The only sounds were the crackle of the fire and the Alpha's slow, deliberate exhale.
The Alpha's gaze drifted lazily from Icarus to Shadow Jr., then settled on the pipe's glowing ember. He took another long drag, the smoke pooling above him like a storm cloud. His Omega quietly placed a bowl of steaming broth beside him, eyes darting nervously between the visitors.
Shadow stood up. "We'll get going now "
The Omega's face was flushed and she moaned softly, biting her bottom lip, and refusing to take eye contact away from Sous. Sous was quiet with her thrusting as the two laid in bed with Sous on top.
The Omega's legs were over Sous' shoulders. She held onto the Alpha's arms until Sous finished. Covered in sweat with heighten musk, Sous rolled over to catch her breath.
To picked up a towel that laid next to her and wiped her body off and cleaned her intimate areas. The Omega took the towel and also proceeded to clean herself as well.
"What do you think the role of an Omega is?" Sous asked her.
"To be submissive to Alphas," she answered.
Sous began to think of her time in prison and even though she didn't interact much with anyone, she did listen. There was an Alpha wolf who spok about gender roles, talk and discuss that was similar to what was discussed in the Wolves Unite club back in her youth.
This Alpha had said Omegas belong to Alphas, they are to submit to Alphas, that if an Alpha kills an Alpha then their Omegas belong to them.
Sous had heard this Alpha talk every day even in passing, paying him no mind but here she was, mouthing off his same rethoric.
Sous stared at the ceiling, the damp towel cold against her thigh. The Omega's answer hung between them, simple, obedient, wrong.
Sous remembered the prison yard gravel under her boots, the metallic taste of rain in the air, and that Alpha's voice booming over card games. "Omegas are property. Kill their Alpha? They're yours." Back then, she'd tuned him out like static. Now, the words felt like shards in her gut. She hadn't killed for ownership. She'd killed to survive.
The next morning, Sous and the team stood on a high peak of one of the many mountains. She exchanged looks with Shadow, his daughter, and Icarus. Icarus stepped to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. He nodded his head.
Sous lifted her arms up, circled them and yelled out, "Tilkalde!"
The large basilisk was indeed large. The size of a whole city and just as thick as one. The serpent looked at its owner and flicked its tongue. Sous walked forward and patted its side.
"Wow!"
"Have it take us underground!" Icarus yelled out.