Chapter 2: Chapter 2

"Elise!"

I whirl around, my pin-straight hair follows the movement. My eyes meet familiar blue ones.

"Shuss!" I mock-glare at my best friend "I'm doing something important!"

His lips tug upwards in the usual crooked grin and he simply leans against the wall, watching me as I achieve greatness.

Right, I take the catapult, grab a big walnut and take aim. One, two, three...

Snap!

A banshee-like scream meets my ears and I quickly duck behind the wall, choking on giggles.

"Who did this?" A shrill voice demands "Who did this?!"

A familiar deep chuckle reaches me from my side.

"What are you? A four-year-old?" He asks, his eyes shining with amusement

"Just because I'm 19 doesn't mean I can't have fun." I grin at him "you wanna try?"

He considers it for a moment "Why the hell not?"

I give him a walnut and the catapult, we exchange a serious nod like the ones best friends do before stealing ice cream from the fridge.

He aims, pulls the rubber back andー

Snap!

"I'm going to kill you when I find you!"

Unable to hold me back, I stumble away, clasping my hands on my mouth. Only when I'm out of earshot, laughter bubbles past my lips and I can almost feel my face becoming red.

Another laugh combines with mine and I realize I'm not the only one who ran.

"Goddess, you didn't see her face!" He says

"Oh don't worry, we always have next time," I say grinning

"Carlos!"

Both of us jump at the stern voice, soon enough a tall man with pale blond hair and grey eyes comes into my view.

"Beta Drake," I and Carlos bow our heads

Beta looks at me for a second, his eyes holding the usual glint of disdain, then turns to my bestie.

"What are you doing here?" He demands "all the pack warriors are supposed to be training right now."

"The training ended not five minutes ago, Beta." Carlos says, jumping to his serious voice "in fact, I was just her to tell the Omega to clean the weapons."

Beta turns his harsh face to me again.

"Then stop standing here like an idiot and get to it!" He barks

I stare back into his grey eyes defyingly. My muscles itch to bend my neck and submit, my eyes prickle with the effort of looking into his powerful ones but I've practiced this for ages.

"Of course, Beta." I finally say and turn around to get as far from him as possible.

Like father like daughter.

But it's not Beta's fault. You see, ever since he found out that Darcie─ his daughter, is a nut job, he's been one himself. And what a pity I've never known him before his condition.

As I pass through the hallways of our ridiculously big packhouse, everyone considers my existence in their unique way. Some give me the stink eye, some quickly turn away, some with looks of superiority.

A growl claws at my throat to let it out.

I roll my eyes like a bunch of pack warriors pass by me, smirking. Lycans, I shake my head, they think they're so amazing.

I pass by the weapons room but don't bother checking. I cleaned everything just yesterday.

So far, Carlos has been the only friend I have other than a few omegas. Heck, even some of the omegas look at me and mom with dislike.

But none of it bothers me as much as it did. Because my escape plan is simple;

1-Find my mate.

2-Convince him to take my mom with us to his pack.

3-Escape.

4-Attain Godly powers and destroy every lycanthrope with a superiority complex and then take over the world.

See? Simple.

I go outside the main packhouse and towards the Omega quarters. On the outside of the little building, I see a familiar figure.

"Juliette!" Darcie barks, my fingers curl in fists as my mother hurries outside to receive the b*tch

"Yes, Miss Parks?" Mom asks politely

"I want a foot massage, right now!" She says, flipping her long blond hair

I watch as my mom swallows, see the hesitation in her eyes and watch as her head moves in a nod.

My blood boils.

"Wait!" I quickly jog towards them

"What is it, Alice?" Darcie snaps

"Mom is needed to clean the weapons in the weapon room, sorry she can't come with you," I say trying my level best not to glare at her

"Fine," Darcie huffs, then her eyes light up "Why don't you come with me then? My feet could use some proper tending. And it must be an honor, for a werewolf Omega to touch the feet of a Lycan beta."

My left eye twitches but I glance at mom, at her still pretty face. The light in her hazel eyes is so dull than what it used to be...

Swallowing my pride and dignity I nod.

Darcie flashes her pearly white teeth at me and turns around to go inside the packhouse. I turn to mom.

"No cleaning needed in the weapons room, go and rest, yeah?" I say, smiling at her

"Elise, sweetie, you shouldn't have." Mom says "if Darcie finds outー

"She wouldn't care," I wave a hand dismissively "she likes to piss me off whenever she can get the chance."

"Alice! Hurry up you lazy, good for nothing idiot!"

"I better go," my lips curl in disgust

Nonetheless, I turn to follow Her Royal Dumbass and quickly fall in step behind her.

"Took you long enough," she snaps

Maybe next time I can throw rotten eggs at her? Or if I can someone get my hands on a used diaper...

"I can't believe how slow you omegas walk,"

Although it's too much effort for the likes of her, I think I might just do it.

"Are you mute or something? Then again, you can't argue about it."

Are there any babies in our pack? Preferably ones that might have stomach problems?

Darcie leads me to her room, the pinkiest, furriest, most sparkling room in the house. One I've been in too many times.

She lays down on the daybed and gestures at her shoes.

Don't lose it. Do not lose it.

I yank off her shoes, ignoring the smirk on her face. My fingers itch in resistance as I move them near her feet, a growl claws at my throat harder than usual but I focus all my energy on my breaths. In and out. In and out.

"You know Alice," Darcie says as I try not to crush her feet "I'm very happy today, so happy that even your inferior presence isn't bothering me."

"You're too generous."

"It's like my birthday, Christmas, and the full moon all in one!" She says

If I can just move my fingers a bit higher, preferably to your throat, it might be like your funeral too.

"Because he's coming!" She says excitedly "my love is coming back and thanks to Moon he didn't find his mate or something. Now nothing is separating us!"

"Who's coming?" I ask

Surprisingly, she smiles wider, it's creeping me out.

"Luke! My Luke is coming back!" She says

I freeze. Her words echo in my head.

Luke! Luke is coming back!

Oh no.