*Blood Venom Pack*
Omegas are the beginning and the end of every life, a generation without an Omega breed is a fruitless and barren year and that is the last thing you could wish on anyone especially the Lycans of the BloodVenom Pack as Omegas are used for blood sacrifice.
Every aspiring King, specifically the firstborn has to sacrifice an Omega, one that has never been loved or has ever loved anyone, one that is still a virgin and one that is below 20 years old which they are not even allowed to live past this.
If these criteria are met and the sacrifice is made successfully to the Moon Goddess, it is said the land will flourish ultimately, and the reigning King will see no sorrow as the land will be filled with milk and honey and they will forever stand as the leader of all the werewolves Pack in the world.
Since this has been a doctrine since the beginning of time, it has been passed down from generation to generation.
It is said the first descendant of the first generation of Lycan, King Callan had an Omega for a mate but he was bent on building a Pack and he surge out for the help of his best friend, A Werewitch, Imrae was her name, little did King Callan know that his best friend had a love interest for him, she accepted to help him yet betray him out of jealousy.
She made out a plan to use her blood and that of King Callan and that of his Mate for the incantation which King Callan agreed but on that day she had a perfect opportunity to stab a silver blade through her heart having the blood flow down to the Moon Goddess symbol.
She used her essence to create the Pack for Alpha Callan with the knowledge that Omega doesn't deserve a place in the world, Omegas are a perfect light lamb for a dark path.
Alpha Callan was power obsessed so he didn't mind at all although Lycans are destined to have one mate in their lifetime, unlike the Alpha werewolves and Beta who are entitled to a second chance mate bond, it is impossible for the Lycans, instead, he picked a 16years old Delta as a concubine who would give birth to a child for him with Imrae consent.
Omegas are now in high demand that these Royal Lycan families would imprison any Omega Breed on sight, some are exchanged for money and leathers, and some are sold off for debt, it is a known fact that no sensible creature in BloodVenom Pack would mate with an Omega as they are sacrificial lambs, it is prohibited, no one would dare mate with the food of the Gods, a great one like the Moon Goddess herself.
It was that time of the year again, this time King Duncan is about to descend on the throne of his fathers, the proud smile on his mother's face, the jubilation that never stopped for days Although Duncan is unbiased by the laws of his land, he has been proving himself worthy to be a King, he is diligent and calculating, he is considerate and a perfect face to the people but behind the curtain, he is a power obsessive maniac just like his forefathers.
On his coronation day, every Alphas, Beta, Hybrids, the young and old, warlock and every living being under the BloodVenom Pack was presence in the holy ground to pronounce him King.
His father had prepared an Omega to be sacrificed for him, Duncan wasn't bothered about those little things as he knew his father will have everything all planned out, of course, his Father wants him to be the King very badly and he wants his Father out of the King seat badly too, Duncan is quite carefree and indecisive yet very knowledgeable as the people would praise him.
The drums rolled out loudly and the sound of umbre enounced the earth tremendously, King Duncan's betrothed mate, Delta Biens, his beautiful Hazel blue eyes and slender waist walking majestically to the podium, King Duncan has never been interested in him, but he is royalty and the only son of the reigning warlock, Duncan knew he would ditch him immediately he becomes the king.
The last stage of the coronation had reached, the time everyone has been looking forward to, which is the last piece of the puzzle, The messenger of the Moon Goddess had signalled her hand to begin the sacrifice, and Duncan's Father, King Mannix had given the order to bring out the Omega he bought with a good amount of money, and he was easy to find as he was sold by his father, a gambler, a thug and a money-obsessed maniac, a wife beater, his list of rigidity is known among the people.
The guards dragged out Omega Delmar to the podium, while he was leaping on the path of the rostrum, King Duncan was fidgeting nervously, he was sweating from his forehead as his scent was extremely intoxicating to him, it was ethereal and he has never felt this way towards anybody in his life, the smell of peppermint grasping his entire being as he was whimpering feverishly.
"Who is he? " Duncan murmured under his breath, he is already feeling unusual by the sight of his own sacrifice and immediately the guard pulled off the masked bag off Omega Delmar's face, King Duncan lost his balance on the floor and dribbled on his steps, he couldn't contend himself as his eyes met with his amber green eyes, his red faded lips yet pale from cold and malnourishment, his grey colour of hair messy to both side, all lined on his shoulder level.
"Mate? " Duncan whispered as he couldn't take his eyes off him, he is the most beautiful person he has ever set his eyes on, his better half, the one meant for him, not as a sacrificial lamb but a one to warm his heart and complete him, the only genuine gift the Moon Goddess has given to him, his missing ribs, his mate.
Duncan got scared at how he would sacrifice his mate, he can never hurt a hair on his head, and the last thing he would do is watch his better half die in front of him, he thought of a way to save Omega Delmar quickly, he was as confused as a lost cat.
The messenger of the Moon Goddess had raised a sliver blade to the air to stab directly into his heart just like it has always been done.
"No, "No, " Duncan mumbled nervously and ran away as fast as his legs could go, leaving everyone in awe.