Alpha or Omega

I felt the familiar rush of adrenaline and happiness as my sword sliced Bennett's head clean. I ignored the throb in my head, a familiar headache every time a pack member died. It would worsen when the adrenaline dies down. But none of that mattered now. What mattered was the joy I had felt putting a pack member in his place.

I clapped my hands drawing their undivided attention towards me. As usual, I ignored the glares, the looks of disgust and stoic expressions. They don't do a number on me and they would never will, no atter the amount of effort involved.

"So, does anyone want to join him? Your death would be less painful. I promise."

"Don't make promises you can't keep Mara".

"Don't call me that", I sneered. Joe, my father's younger brother, who has been mate less all his life, and one of those men who think a woman's plae is in the kitchen and well, in his bed, pushed through the throng of angry pack members. I wouldn't blame them. This is the thridy body this week. They shouldn't blame me either. They all tested my patience and if I don't put them in place, they would put me in place.

They made way for Joe, like it was the alpha passing. Most, maybe all my pack members, thought that he should be alpha, because he is my late father's brother but I disagreed. Being an alpha is my birthright, and not even Sleepy Joe can take that from me.

Joe never challenged me for the alpha title, either he was afraid I will behead him in the process or he thinks the pressure would be too much and I would miraculously step down. He can dream all his life, but I didn't ascend the throne just to descend for some pathetic lowlife like Joe to take my place. I never liked Joe and I didn't hesitate to show my dislike.

He smelt of eggs. Rotten, scrambled, boiled or even fried. Joe is an egg, and I hope I could be honoured to break that egg and throw the yoke away.

"Manned up enough to challenge me?" I ask, smiling. The adrenaline is starting to wear off and I am feeling very dizzy. A feeling I didn't like after the adrenaline wears off. I usually blackout, but I am not doing that today, not in front of Sleepy Joe.

"You're nuts, if you think I'm going to challenge you. You will submit to me whether you like it or not".

I laughed. It was bitter and hoarse. "The only way that is possible, is through a fucking challenge. Scared I will end you for good? My my Joe, I didn't know you have grown a pussy overnight".

Joe was about to retort, but was cut off when Bradley ran into the arena, his breaths coming out in short but heavy pants.

"My lady, there was an attack on the clubhouse".

I hid my emotions well just like I usually do every time I hear this type of news. I didn't build a clubhouse just for it to be attacked.

"What happened?"

"It is hard to comprehend my lady. We were all merry and with a blink, there was a fire".

'Where there any survivors?"

"No one except me".

"Do you know who did it?"

"A rogue. He is being interrogated right now as we speak. He hasn't said anything and we were hoping you would interrogate him yourself."

"Thanks for the information Bradley. Don't start building anything for the time being. Increase border patrol. No females or children are allowed to leave the pack borders".

He nodded and I began to move. The duungeons are beneath the arena "Bradley?"

"Yes, my lady?"

"One more thing. Take care of that body will you?"

His smile was tight lipped and he nodded as he went to attend to his father's body.

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Most rogues that attacked the pack lands came in groups or sought their mates and were wolves who had been banished from their nearest oack from one reason or the other. The ones I accepted obeyed my every command.

Lukas straightened up once he saw me. "He's a tough nut to crack Alpha. He didn't even flinch when I threatened to cut off his tongue. And he won't stop smiling".

When on earth did smiling become a crime? I wouldn't know, since I barely smile.

They never smiled. They either frowned or had a blank look on their faces. I have a feeling this one isn't going to be easy.

"No problem Lukas. Go home to your wife. Do whatever mated couples do and oh, wash your hands before you leave".

He nodded, his eyes silently asking me if I would be okay on my own, alone with this rogue.

I tell him to leave and made my way inside the cell, closing the door behind me.

I shouldn't have closed that door.