“But you haven’t approved of their status change. They’re still considered my advisors.” I stand up from my seat, pulling an alpha move to loom over everyone sitting. I don’t know how effective it is, considering I’m an omega, but I try anyway. “I’m completely offended by this. You claim I’m an equal to you, yet you act as if my position of power is temporary.”
“That’s not—”
I smack my hands on the table. “Stop lying! You have only agreed to this because of my brothers. You—”
“Settle down, Holly. You’re overacting.” Spencer steeples his fingers, his smug face annoying me. He usually remains quiet and only talks when a vote is needed. He has no allies or enemies in the region, keeping his position because of it.
“We think you’re sending mixed signals to the territories. You want to be treated as an equal yet you reject your order. You suppress your nature as if you don’t want it.” Armand scratches his fingers through his hair. “You’re not leading by example.”
I stand frozen in shock, his words resonating through me. What does he mean that I’m not leading by example? I have ensured that I acted like an alpha. I have put the leaders in their places, showing them just how powerful I am. I haven’t rejected my order. I have proven that I am just as strong and capable as an alpha even though I’m an omega.
“Are you kidding me? I set an amazing example for my people. They know that I’m just as powerful as an alpha. They respect me.” How truthful that is? It depends on who you ask. I just know that I can handle anything thrown at me.
“That’s my point. You are acting like an alpha. You need to show the entire region that you are also capable of ruling as an omega. Starting by showing you’re not afraid of yourself.” Cameron sighs, dropping his gaze to the table.
I furrow my brows and look at Arsenio, wondering what the fuck this is about and if he knows.
I’m so confused.
“They are talking about the suppressant pills, little sis. They think that because you suppress your nature that you don’t approve of your own order.” Arsenio reaches out and takes my hand. “I happen to disagree. I think that you’re capable of anything. It’s not about your order but about you as a person.”
“We just want our people to know that it’s okay being an omega. It’s been so long that so many hate their orders. So many refuse to even join packs right now. They don’t believe things have changed, and we can tell them you’re an omega, but nobody really believes us.” Cynthia, the only other female on the Pack Regimes straightens her back. She’s the first woman alpha in the leadership as well.
“So you will approve of my bonding with the Silversteins if I stop taking suppressants?” The weight of my question hangs heavy in the air, the rest of the leaders probably nervous about my response. “That shouldn’t be a stipulation, you know.”
“It’s not a stipulation for you to be part of the leadership. But if you want a strong pack, you might want to consider all of your options.” Armand crosses his arms over his chest.
I don’t know how I feel about this.
What they are asking would mean me going into heat. It would mean children. It would mean showing the vulnerability that I have been suppressing. It would also show how different I truly am. A leader must be ready at all times for anything. I can’t imagine myself in that position without repercussions.
But if it means the Silversteins will be approved as fit for ruling, then I’ll do it. I will do anything for the men I love. I’m willing to even open myself up to another in Andrew.
I purse my lips. “I have a strong pack. They’re capable of running Platinum Shores. I’m capable of leading regardless. I will prove it. I will stop taking suppressants, but it will only be temporary. I will show you that it doesn’t change who I am. The only thing I’m suppressing is my ability to breed.”
Arsenio stands up. “I don’t agree with the stipulations. You know we need complete majority.”
I raise my hand at my brother. “It’s fine. I’m capable of making my own decisions and handling this. But before I leave, you must guarantee my bonding.”
The other members of the Pack Regimes nod their heads, silently agreeing.
“Is there anything else? I will submit the census for my territory in a few days. I’m almost satisfied with the alpha leaders.” I look at each of the alphas before me.
None of them returned my stare except for Arsenio.
He doesn’t look happy, but he doesn’t have to be. This is my decision. If this is what they want, then this is what they get.
They’re going to see what it means for an omega to truly reign.
Beckett: I’m so sorry I missed the meeting. We had a lead on Hector. I had to take it.
Me: You should’ve told me.
Beckett: You have enough to worry about.
Holly: I’ll talk to you later.
Beckett: Holly…