Lily knocked on Robin's door and entered without being invited. Sometimes he wondered if his sisters had any sense of privacy. He sat up on his bed, glaring at his sister. Even though she was five years older than him she acted like a teenager.
"What do you want?" Robin asked, grumpily. He had no idea why he was feeling this way. He should be happy he didn't have sex with an unknown man.
"How did it go?" Lily asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
"Just fine," Robin grunted before diving back into his political science book.
"You don't look so happy?" Lily asked, sounding concerned. She plopped down beside him and gave him all her attention.
"It wasn't how I imagined it would be," Robin said, sounding disappointed without meaning to.
"How did you imagine it?"
Robin screamed into his book. "I don't know. Why are you asking me all these questions? Go to your room."
"I am worried about you. I heard there was a lot of blood on the floor."
"I said, I am fine," Robin said. "Let me read."
"But we have to go," Lily said, yanking the book off his hands.
"Why?" Robin frowned.
"You forgot?" Lily said, standing up. "Dad has organized an introduction party for you."
"Oh god," Robin groaned. It was tradition for Marcella's family to introduce their newly initiated Omega son to society so he had the opportunity to find a mate. Alphas, well high-ranking alphas, from all over the world attended the party. This was how Robin's older Omega brothers had found their mates. The prospect of being tied down to a man just when he got his freedom scared him. Not to mention he was still a virgin.
As if on cue, maids entered his room to get him ready for the party. This robe was the opposite of what he had worn yesterday. He had to wear three layered garments today. A norm for omegas attending social events. The first layer would be undergarments, a see-through cotton shirt, and white shorts, followed by a silk robe, and on top of all of that would be a thick white warlock robe that would cover him from neck to toe. A white veil would be put on his head so no one could see his face.
He had been shaved and scrubbed yesterday for the initiation so he didn't want to go through the process all over again but the servants weren't having it. It was a rule to get thoroughly cleaned before this event in case he finds his mate. Once he was thoroughly cleaned, they applied perfumed oil on his body. Robin stood naked in front of the mirror while they dressed him up. He couldn't see a single thing except the floor underneath once the veil was put on.
"What purpose will this serve if they can't even see how I look," Robin asked when he heard the maids open the door to his room.
"They will know you are their mate from your smell," he heard Gloria say.
"How am I supposed to navigate like this?" Robin asked.
"We will be chaperoning you to the courtyard," Lily said with excitement.
"Why is she so excited," Robin asked, turning to Gloria.
"Dad said she could choose her husband today and if he is unmated he would talk to him," Gloria informed, there was a sound of disgust behind those words. He knew his youngest sister didn't like the idea of getting married. Robin didn't like it either but he had other reasons, Gloria simply hated Alpha men.
Robin groaned knowing how obnoxious Lily was going to be for the rest of the day. Like they said, his sisters Gloria and Lily walked him to the party. Joyce didn't like attending such parties unless their father explicitly asked her to attend.
Robin was hit by an onslaught of smells when he entered the main hall. All the Alpha pheromones made his head hurt.
"We are here," Gloria whispered as they came to a halt.
"Son," his father's voice startled him. "Congratulations on your initiation."
"Thank you, Father," he said bowing down.
"Hope you find your mate today."
Hope he doesn't.
"Yes, father," he said to the contrary.
"Enjoy the party." With that, his father left.
"How am I supposed to enjoy this party like this?" Robin muttered.
"You are not," Lily giggled.
"Hello, ladies'," a thick alpha voice said. Not as thick as Victor's though. God, he needed to stop thinking about him. The man didn't want him even when he was all ripe and ready to be fucked. He cringed at the thought and tried to clear his head by focusing on the task at hand.
"Hi," Lily squeaked.
"Would you like a dance?" the Alpha asked.
"Yes," Lily squeaked again. Robin saw her shoes retreat from his field of vision.
"Dance," another Alpha asked, probably to Gloria, knowing he was out of the table. Omega's weren't allowed to touch an Alpha outside of the Royal pleasure slaves. It was only their smell that the Alphas would have to make do, to identify if he was their mate.
"No," Gloria said without hesitation and Robin heard the Alpha's boots retreat.
"That was rude," Robin chuckled.
"I just showered. I don't need an Alpha stink on me."
"Do they all smell so bad?" Robin frowned.
"Not all of them but some do. How did the Alpha from last night smell?"
Robin gave it a thought. "He smelled...kind of good. Like eucalyptus and wildflowers."
"That's oddly specific," Gloria said. "Samantha never said anything about his smell."
"Why would Samantha know how he smells?" Robin asked, not wanting to have his suspicions confirmed.
"Why? She has slept with him many times."
"But she is not a royal," Robin moped, feeling something hot and stabbing in his chest. He didn't like it at all.
"She is a Royal. She is our cousin."
"But she doesn't live in the palace," Robin complained, realizing how stupid he sounded.
"So what?"
"I thought slaves were not allowed to go outside the palace."
"He didn't go outside, she came for his services."
"Is that even allowed?" Robin said, sounding panicky. Why was he panicking? So what if Victor didn't want to have sex with him? Many alphas preferred females over omegas, it came with less baggage.
"Yeah." Gloria leaned down and whispered. "I have heard A lot of married women come for his services. Women who are not satisfied with their husbands."
Robin gasped, wanting to bolt out of there in anger. How desperate were these women? Did they have no shame? And Samantha...she had no right to use a royal slave. Robin was fuming inside when he heard his father's voice.
"Dance with this nice Alpha, Gloria," their father said.
Robin could almost hear his sister grind her teeth before she agreed politely. Robin was left alone wondering if he was being sniffed by Alphas without his knowledge. He didn't like the idea.
He shifted from one leg to another, feeling uneasy. As the party progressed Robin's feet started to hurt. There was clearly no Alpha in the party who was his mate. After what felt like an eternity Gloria came to his side.
"Come on, let's leave. I have had enough." She yanked his hand and they walked out of the party.
"I hate dad," Gloria muttered. "He shows me off like I am some prized possession."
"At least he shows you off," Robin said.
Gloria paused. "The difference is having a choice. Neither you nor I have the choice in our house. All of us are at the mercy of the stronger gender. I hate this inequality."
She was right. There was no point feeling envious of his sisters when they were stuck in a similar situation here.
Robin yanked his veil off once they reached his room. "God, that was awful."
"I know."
"I can't wait for tomorrow," Robin said.
"What's tomorrow?" Gloria frowned. Robin sucked in a breath. He wasn't supposed to say it. It was a secret. A secret between Joyce and him.
Joyce had promised to teach him Sword fighting. Only Alphas were allowed to fight. Even the female guards weren't allowed to carry swords. They were given metal rods. Joyce told him she knew how to fight a few days ago and he had been dying to learn it as well. If anyone knew his sister knew how to fight they could lock her up in her room until they found a suitable match for her. He didn't want that for his sister at all.
"Nothing. Just a new day, new things."
"What about tonight?" Gloria asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"What about it?"
"Do you want to request a pleasure slave? You know you can, now that you are initiated."
Robin's heart gave an involuntary thud. He never thought about that. He could see Victor again if he wanted. He bit his bottom lip, contemplating.
"You want to request one, don't you, my little brother?" Gloria said teasingly.
"Gross, Gloria, don't say it like that," he squeaked. "But yeah I wouldn't mind some company." He didn't want to seem suspicious. Exploring sex after initiation was expected of him. If he didn't his sisters would think something was wrong with him. Already everyone thought he was a prude; he didn't want to add salt to the wound.
"My brother is all grown up. I am so proud of you."
"Just shut up," He rolled his eyes, "And asked Martha to send Vic...the Alpha from last night to my room."
"You want him again?" Gloria asked in shock.
Robin blushed. "Yeah." He was the only guy who knew his secret.