The Alphas Revenge: The Sin of Deceit

Chapter 16: Spawns

She whispered in his ear, and it was the first time I had seen him crack a smile. His eyes grew warmer, the harsh edge in them softening for just a moment, before he turned and began giving orders to his men.

They moved immediately, stepping forward without hesitation and beginning to assign us to different households.

Our Alpha was dead, and I knew that before the day was over, we would be called upon to swear oaths of loyalty. Oaths that would bind us in a way that ensured that, as long as we lived within the pack, no werewolf could ever betray their Alpha. They could betray the pack—but never the Alpha.

That thought only deepened the question that had been bothering me.

I looked from Rex to Axel, and then to Thor, who had finally stepped out of the shadows and made himself known, his presence just as heavy as the others. Who was the Alpha? I asked myself, my chest tightening as I desperately hoped it wasn’t Rex, even though everything pointed to him.

I stayed close to Lillian’s side, letting us be pulled aside and registered like we were nothing more than property. Soon enough, we were dragged away by a guard assigned to show us to our new masters. My grip on reality felt thin, but Lillian’s presence grounded me, even if only slightly.

Upon passing through the inner gates of the pack, I found myself stunned. What lay before us could easily pass for a small town hidden deep within the forest. The houses were well constructed, their structures sturdy, and some even appeared reinforced with concrete—though I suspected only the more important buildings had such protection.

Even so, it spoke of manpower I hadn’t believed they possessed.

As I looked around, I realized I had been wrong. The pack had numbers—more than enough to sustain itself. The adult men were fewer, but there were many teenagers, both male and female, all only a few years away from their moon age, when they would fully come into their strength.

Humans might reproduce faster, women bearing more children over time, but werewolves matured quicker. If we didn’t slaughter each other so easily, we would have outnumbered humans long ago.

Following closely behind Lillian, a small part of me felt something I hadn’t allowed myself in a while—hope. Hope that Rex would forget me, that I would simply fade into the background and be ignored.

That hope was crushed almost immediately.

"...not you! Only the brown-haired woman," a loud voice called from behind me.

I turned to see an irate female soldier, a strip of white cloth tied around her head marking her as a guard. She gestured sharply for me to move faster, her expression impatient. I obeyed without question, though I couldn’t help glancing back.

Lillian was gone.

She stood by the doorway of the house we had been about to enter, but she made no move toward me, and I knew she wouldn’t. I gave a small, meek nod, more to myself than anyone else, before turning fully and following the guard.

I wasn’t surprised when we arrived at what could only be the Alpha’s abode.

It was the only building constructed entirely of cement, larger and more imposing than the others, standing like a symbol of authority at the center of it all. The guard entered without hesitation, and I followed, my steps quieter now as we moved through the halls.

We soon reached a large room where the three of them were already seated, deep in discussion. The moment we entered, I lowered my head, but I could still feel their gazes settle on me, heavy and suffocating.

I thought I was going to die.

Yet the fact that I was still alive gave rise to something dangerous—hope. Maybe there really was a chance for me, even now, even after everything, even with my family gone.

Before any of them could speak, I dropped to my knees and bowed my head. I had to speak first. I knew my crime, and it was better to show that I was willing—ready—to pay for it.

"I’ll serve you and I’ll—"

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Rex’s roar cut through my words like a blade, and my mouth snapped shut instantly. "Do not speak to me unless I order you to speak in my presence," he snapped, his anger thick in the air, pressing down on me like a weight.

I lowered my head further, my body jerking slightly as though I had been struck.

"...if it were left to me, I’d rather we cut away her tongue. She’ll eventually grow it back."

Axel’s voice was calm, disturbingly so, and it made my entire body shudder. There was no hesitation in his tone, no trace of doubt, and in that moment, I realized there were things far worse than death.

Pain. Endless, deliberate pain.

I bowed my head even lower, as though I could sink into the floor and disappear. Thor remained silent, but his silence did nothing to lessen the weight of their collective attention.

"I can kill her and dispose of her if that is what you order, my lord," the guard suddenly offered, her voice steady.

"No. Leave us. We’ll call you if we have need of you."

This time it was Axel who spoke, his tone final.

The guard bowed deeply before turning and walking out of the hall. I could hear her footsteps fading, and for a brief second, I caught sight of her back before the door shut behind her with a heavy sound.

Silence followed.

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I couldn’t even hear them breathe, and the only sound in the room was my own unsteady breathing as I knelt there, feeling as though the air was being slowly crushed out of my lungs.

I didn’t speak. I couldn’t.

Not until Rex spoke again.

"Get up and sit."

The order shocked me, but I obeyed instantly, rising to my feet before sitting where directed. The softness of the cushioned seat beneath me startled me—I had expected something far crueler, something meant to hurt.

I was still trying to understand why when the doors opened again.

I looked up just in time to see the woman from earlier enter.

Her long golden hair fell like wheat down her back, and her light blue eyes—much lighter than mine—held a quiet brightness as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Her gaze immediately found Rex, joy flickering within it, before she casually greeted the others as though they were close companions.

Then she sat.

Only then did her gaze shift to me.

Her expression was blank, unreadable, giving nothing away. I couldn’t tell if she hated me or simply didn’t care.

"...so she’s the omega woman who’s going to bear your spawns?"

Her voice was cold, direct, and utterly certain.

My eyes widened despite myself, confusion crashing over me.

What spawns?