Page 2 of Adira's Omega

I sneered at him, tucking Nyla into my side. “Oh? Is that so, Momo?” Moiri jerked back as if I had struck him. “Had I stuttered before? Let me try again, but do listen because I hate repeating myself. She. Is. Mine.”

The room was silent for a heartbeat, then gasps rang out as realization struck.

The auctioneer was the first to recover. “Well, that changes things.” He cleared his throat, then addressed the room. “As long as Adira is willing to prove her true mate status, the rules are clear. Adira, if you would.” He gestured for me to prove my ownership, and I was happy to.

Omegas listened and obeyed every Alpha; any of them could impregnate an Omega as well. However, there were two key differences when it came to true mates. The first was a change in the Omega. Their slick production amplified, allowing for easier entry and showing their Alphas how much they wanted us, even when their mouths said no.

The second was what they were asking for. At the nape of each mate’s neck, a matching symbol appeared as soon as they locked eyes. You didn’t feel it, it wasn’t raised like a scar, but it was there for all to see.

Gripping Nyla’s arms, I turned her so her back faced the audience. My hands slid up her soft skin before sweeping her hair to the side, showing her neck and the symbol that resided there.

It was a small swirl with a stem that looked like a roughly sketched rose. Pride grew within me as I caressed the mark.

“And yours, Adira.” I turned around and lifted my long braid so everyone could see the symbol I knew was there. I didn’t need their confirmation; Nyla was mine. “There you have it, folks. A true mate bond was found before your eyes. I take it you’ve given up your bid, Moiri?” The auctioneer smirked, knowing the question was futile, as I turned back around to glare down at

Moiri.

He was an idiot at times, but he wasn’t a fool enough to fight me on this. Moiri nodded as I slid my hand across Nyla’s stomach and gripped her hip. She hadn’t moved from the position I had placed her in, and the auctioneer’s previous words rang in my ears. She had been trained and used, and I knew what that entailed.

Anger coursed through me as I twirled Nyla around and pulled her behind me as we left the stage. I didn’t stop until we were outside, entering the car that waited for me.

The privacy screen was up as always, but Vance didn’t need any instructions. As soon as the door was closed, we were off, and I pressed Nyla down until she laid in the seat beside me.

I ran my fingers across her lace-covered pussy and found what I had been afraid of. Their training had gone too far, and someone had spilled inside what was rightfully mine.

“You will tell me who soiled you, but I have to fill you first so it is my seed that remains inside you,” I ground out, leaning over Nyla. I felt my cock growing beneath my dress, and Nyla’s whimpers only added to my need to be inside her. “My little mate, I’m going to make youmine.”

Chapter two

Nyla

Adira,astheothershad called her, groped at my body, feeling the scars on my skin and the wetness that didn’t belong to me. I whimpered and tried to hide my face, ashamed of what had happened.

It was normal for the Betas and Omegas to be tested before they are auctioned off. From what the others had told me, they typically went through months of training with many tests throughout to see how their temperament was coming. My two weeks in the training were brutal and far shorter than was typical.

That was all thanks to my parents. They had planned to use me as a bargaining chip and raised me to be docile and trained me to be the best servant and breeder possible. My time with the trainers was short thanks to them, but it wasn’t a blessing.

I shouldn’t have been placed with them to begin with, but my father found out that I was not his biological child, that my mother, an Omega herself, had become pregnant due to the tests before he got his hands on her. I didn’t know how he found out or how he could cast aside a child, a pawn, he raised himself, but he did.

That led me to the auctions and Theo, who demanded he test me like a product before I went on stage. They were supposed to use protection, but he managed to outsmart the others and went in without any. I wanted to fight back, but I knew I would be in more trouble if I went on stage with marks on my skin, especially my face. I let him do what he needed, then curled in a ball until I was dragged on stage to be sold off.

That’s when I saw Adira. I couldn’t explain the emotions coursing through me at the time, but when she stormed the stage and claimed me, everything clicked into place. I didn’t know her, and this world was filled with cruel Alphas, so I was not relieved in any way, but there was some hope. Well, there was until she said, “My little mate, I’m going to make youmine.”

At least there was some hope that she would get revenge on the horrible Beta for me, but I pushed the wish for kindness from my mate to the back of my mind, waiting for her to take what was hers.

Adira leaned over me, her long, brown braid falling over her shoulder and skirting across my exposed flesh. She inhaled at the base of my neck, then placed a tender kiss on my collarbone. I laid in shock at her actions, thinking I had gotten her wrong when she sat back and ripped the underwear from my body. The lace shredded with ease, and my entire pussy was now on display for her.

I bit my tongue, holding back the cries that wanted to escape. I was going through this for a second time today, and I was sure I would break. A tear ran out the corner of my eye, trailing into my hair. Another and another followed before Adira adjusted us.

She sat in the seat, pulling me up to straddle her legs. If she noticed the tears or my clenched jaw, she didn’t react in any way to indicate it.

Adira hiked up her dress and shredded her own underwear, revealing her engorged cock that jutted from her pelvis. The anatomy of our world was fascinating. I had learned all about it thanks to my mother who insisted it would be easier for me to please my future owner if I knew how our bodies worked.

Adira was an Alpha female, the most complicated of the designations. At any normal moment, she would have a vagina like me with a hole and a clit, nothing out of the ordinary, but when aroused, her clit engorged into its true form: a cock with a knot that could outmatch the Alpha males of the world.

It was fascinating, and I wanted to look and see for myself, but I held back, holding my body stiff above her and waiting for the assault.

Her hands caressed my sides and down through my hips to my thighs before gliding up to my breasts. The bra was ripped from my body a second later, causing me to bite my tongue harder. I tasted the blood in my mouth and swallowed it down, hoping she wouldn’t notice.

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