Deen's eyes widen. "Blessed omega? What's that?"
"Omegas are very rare in our pack. Since they were categorised as the weakest among wolves. But that term meant nothing to us. Since we received extra protection by the goddess herself, omegas were the strongest since they were cared the most. Our job as alphas had always been to protect the weak. Omegas are very special to us. And you, Rudeen, are the last omega from our pack."
Deen almost chocked on his own saliva. "What? M-me?" he blinked rapidly. "But I have always been living alone. I work as a florist. And I'm pretty sure I lack everything I do. I'm not special. Just like any other omega. In fact, I'm a male omega, the weakest breed."
Han sighed. "You must hit your head somewhere. We've been searching for you all over Lilac. We knew you through our connection with your mother and older brother."
"I have a brother?" Deen couldn't believe any of the words the two strangers said. First about the Sacred Wolves, then claiming him as the long lost blessed omega, continuing by the topic of his family.
Now that he thought of it, he didn't have any memories of his childhood. The only thing he remembers was that he woke up in the same apartment everyday, doing the same thing everyday. Going to college at day and work after. Those were the only thing he did that he managed to remember.
His thoughts were cut by Han holding his hand firmly. "We don't have much time. We found you and the only way for us to protect you is that the three of us need to live together. In other word, you need to come with us, omega Rudeen."
"W-wait." Deen halted. "All of this happened too fast. I don't. I don't think I'm-"
"You can save your questions later little omega." Tasha stood up. "I sensed them coming."
Deen was in the urged of crying for being to confused and lost. "Who them?" Tasha cooed stepping closer to him. "We promise you can trust us, Rudeen. For now, we need to get out of here." She wipped his tears with her hand.
When Rudeen felt his tears dried of, he was thankful for the gentle act. He opened his eyes again but this time, he's not in his apartment. Probably not the most luxurious place, but it definitely cost more than his life.
Rudeen took his time roaming his eyes around the house. "This is where we'll live." Tasha smiled. "It's not big but it could fit up to five people and still near Cypher."
"Though it doesn't mean we'll live here forever. If they found out where we live we have no other choice but to leave." Han appeared from behind putting down his suitcase and a briefcase.
"Your things are in here. I can't fit everything in so I just chose a few pair of clothes for you."
Deen nodded, thanking afterwords.
"So are we still up for the chatting?" The male alpha asked again. Deen took out his pocket watch to check the time. 02:12. He slid it back and nodded.
"Good." Han gestured the other two to sit at the dining table before he came back with some snacks. "I know a certain you're a curious one. So go ahead."
Deen took a deep breath before starting. "Who are they? Those who you mentioned before?"
"An alpha from a rogue pack who wanted you for your wolf, ability and body." Tasha answered, making the youngest gulped. "He's also the reason our pack house and pack alpha were long gone."
Deen nodded, feeling the slight of guilt from his question. "How come you're certain I'm the omega you've been searching for? I could be the wrong person. And there's nothing I can prove to you that I'm a sacred wolf."
"You don't need to prove us anything." Han replied coldly and pointed to Deen's chest. "Your wolf will."
Deen leaned back taking a few long breaths before meeting with the alpha's eyes. "About that, I haven't been turning into my wolf for a very long time." he felt ashamed when the two alphas perked up from their seats.
"I don't know why. It was almost like.... I forgot how to...."
The air was getting tense and it made the omega whimpered, sinking into his seat to make himself smaller, thinking of a way to disappear. Both alphas exchanged looks before going back to the omega, who's sinking deeper and deeper.
Tasha smiled. "It's okay, Rudeen. We're not mad but relieved that at least you told us about this. We actually need to change every week to train or went for a run to straighten our wolf since our human form is weaker. But for now, we think it would be better if we learn about yourself more first."
Deen nodded agreeing the statement. "You're right." He sighed. "I guess it won't hurt telling you about myself, since I've already asked you a few questions." Tasha nodded smiling.
"You can call me Deen. I'm more comfortable with the nickname. A male omega, and I've been living alone for more than five years.At least, that's what I thought. I remembered waking up in my apartment, getting ready for school and then I realised I was alone in the house. I needed food so I forced myself for a job. And since then, everyday was the same for me. A year after that, I graduated from high school and made enough money to enter Cypher College. I never had any memories of my family and childhood. I think I was just too busy to take care of myself that my thoughts of them faded."
Han hummed. "Cute story. But it's enological that you blame your schedule for something that effected your life. I'm sorry omega, but I don't buy your pretty lies." he shot coldly.
"Han! That's not nice! He's been hiding for over five years and if we came to him earlier, we would have helped him through this hardship. Don't call him a liar for a statement you have a disadvantage by the lack of evidence!" Tasha pouted.
"I'm not being mean." Han glared. "He is."
"What are you saying?"
"He knew about us. He knew we were searching for him ever since we set foot away from our destroyed pack house. He knew about his family and past. He knew my story and yours. He knew everything." Deen's eyes widen by the alpha's accusation. He was speechless and so does the only female.
Both jaws dropped at Han's words after that. "You do know about your brother, don't you omega?" He smirked. "You killed him, didn't you?"
The said omega balled his fist controlling his anger.