CLAIMED BY THE LYCAN

LIZA'S POV It was like any other evening in the inn, there were various men in several seats, some with their lovers or courtesans having their go at their wine as I served them. I tried as much as I could not to make my presence known because I could either be given the look of disdain or that of lust. None was appealing, so I mastered the act of swiftly dropping their orders when they were looking elsewhere. I was a rouge Omega, a cursed one at that, one that was bullied and disregarded, one treated like a filth, an outcast. Although no one knew about my curse (I hope) , but the mere fact that I was an Omega made me an easy prey to toil with. I was either being insulted, mocked and maltreated by my coworkers or customers, all for sport. Amidst all the mockery, I managed to get a job at an inn. The innkeeper, Mr. Alfred, was a portly, unpleasant man who saw an opportunity in my vulnerability. He took advantage of my dire situation, assigning me the most arduous and demeaning tasks, paying me meager wages, and tormenting me at every opportunity. "Gamma Julian would be staying over at the inn for the night, I'll need everyone to be at their best except Liza. You can stay in your bedroom. We don't need a rogue omega to ruin his stay" Mr Alfred said with contempt as all the other employees stared at me with disgust. That fateful evening, as I was finishing my chores at the inn, Mr. Alfred's intentions took a sinister turn. As I served one of the guests that arrived at the inn, he gazed at me lustfully. I could sense his eyes following my bum everywhere it wiggled to. Mr. Alfred has always been that way to me since I started working at his inn, and what he was about to do today, changed my entire life. After the day's work, I returned to my bedroom. It was a small shaggy old corner Mr. Alfred reserved for me. I laid on my bed and gave a sigh of relief exhausted from today. Then I heard a knock on my door. "Who is it?" I asked as I groaned. "Mr. Alfred wants you in his room" I stood up annoyed, wondering what he could be wanting with me by this hour. I got to his room and knocked on the door, then he opened up with a broad smile on his face. He served me a shot of alcohol but I refused, lying to him that I didn't drink. Then he offered me a seat in his bed. It had been quite some time since I sat on a bed as comfortable as his so I didn't reject the offer. He then sat next to me trying to engage in a conversation that didn't seem to work out for him. "What are your likes and dislikes?" He asked curiously. "Being alone and having a forced conversation...like the one we're having right now" I replied under my breath, unaware that he was focused on me and heard me. Often times, I forget the fact that I was a mere rogue omega, give sarcastic and condescending statements which earned me a smack or punishment but I guess I was this way with Mr. Alfred because of how lustful he was towards me, a trait he carelessly revealed. "Liza, I don't know if you've noticed but I really like you and I think you and I would make a perfect mate. You're so sexy and seeing you without someone you could call a mate makes me feel for you. You deserve every inch of that body adorned with kisses. Would you permit me, Liza?" He asked as he held my hands so passionately. It was obvious all he wanted to do was hump. Mr. Alfred hadn't been mated to anyone for years. All he does is sleep around yet here he was, talking to me about a perfect mate. What does he even know about perfection? I rolled my ears internally and decided to decline his offer nicely. "I'm sorry sir, but I don't feel the same" I said, rejecting him calmly. "Is it my appearance? My pot belly? Liza, I can provide the world for you. If you just say yes, your life could change for the better. I see the way people stare at you; I see the way they treat you. It's not fair. You're a beautiful lady that deserves everything and anything. People should be worshiping your beauty and not kicking you to the curb just because you're a rogue omega. If you say yes, you'll get the respect that you deserve" he assured, trying to use my disposition against me. The offer was tempting because my life was a cycle of suffering and hardship. My only solace was a picture of my parents I always carried along wherever I went. They were my everything and every time I was bullied and cursed at; the picture was my comfort. I still cry over them every night. I felt so alone in this new pack. I had walked in on a m******e rendered on my Pack and its members, out of fear, I ran and landed here. Everyone didn't want to associate with me so I didn't even set my mind on finding a mate. Everyone, including my colleagues, had friends or mates that laughed with them and shared life with them. I just had my tiny room and a picture of my parents to keep me company. So yes, the offer was tempting but... "I'd rather live in isolation and constant heckling than be your mate" I said rather harshly, still forgetting my place and rejecting him but he's the boss and he doesn't take no for an answer. As I was about to leave, he cornered me. His lecherous gaze revealed his vile intentions. Fear surged through me. In that moment of sheer desperation, I couldn't control the torrent of my abilities, and it unleashed with a vengeance. There was a strange power and ability that came with my curse. It was like a shield that protects me whenever I am in grave danger or feel extreme trepidation. It gets out of control, possessing my body and towering over any sort of threat. At that moment, it was like I was out of it, in a trance. I didn't know what was wrong with me but I was sure my powers came to light, protecting me, making Mr. Alfred fear for his life. Before I knew it, Mr. Alfred laid on the ground, writhing in agony, blood pooling around him. I did not know what I did but my powers took over. On recovering myself, I touched my face and noticed blood splattered all over it. He was in a coma. His vile plot had been thwarted, but the consequences of my actions were dire. As I stood above him drenched in his blood someone knocked on his door. I wasn't at peace. I had evidence written all over me. I tried to cover up my mistake but Isabel had already opened the door. "What the..." She said in shock. "I...I can explain" I hurriedly stuttered.