Fated is overrated

Chris POV

Throughout breakfast, I can't help but notice that Elise is barely touching her food. She has lost a lot of weight in the past months, and she definitely needs to eat a bit more. Halfway through my own meal, I can't look at it anymore, and I move over towards the table she is sitting at. As she glances up, I smile at her, asking "is it OK if I sit with you?". Her mouth parts in shock, before she starts to look around nervously. "But, Alpha, you are supposed to sit at the head table. Not at an omega's table with me".

Come to think of it, why is she sitting at the 'omega' table? Don't get me wrong, we don't have any official restrictions as to who has to sit where, besides the Alpha's seat, of course. But generally, the omegas sit over here. She is the beta's mate, she shouldn't even be sitting here. And why is she sitting alone? I furrow my brows, while sitting myself down. I decide to switch to mind link, so she can speak freely. 'I prefer sitting here, with you. But, why aren't you sitting with the ranked members? And why are you sitting all alone?'. Her gaze drops, and I can tell she feels sad about the situation.

Perhaps there is more going on than just the douche called her mate. 'Elise?' I urge gently. 'I... I'm not allowed to sit with the ranked members, Alpha. And the omegas don't want to sit with me anymore'.

My anger flares quickly, and violently. What does she mean she isn't allowed? By whom? I sure as hell never forbade her. Many paragraphs are missing. Read the complete book on Jo=b n-l b. c (o) m. By the look on her face I can tell my aura accidentally slipped out, and it is probably scaring her a little. I quickly compose myself and reign it back in again.

'Not allowed by whom, Elise? And why won't the omegas sit with you?' I question further, dreading the answer I am going to receive. She hesitates for a second, before speaking up 'not allowed by any of the ranked member, besides Jeremy and his mate, Alpha. Not even my mate.

He told me omegas don't get to sit at their table. And the omegas won't sit with me because of the way the ranked members treat them if they do'.

What the F*CK? She is good enough to warm his bed, but not to sit at his damn table? 'OUR table!!!!' Cezar seethes, equally mad as I am. Who the f*ck does he even think he is. I close my eyes for a brief moment before opening them again, in an attempt to suppress my boiling anger. I don't want to scare Elise again.'

Thank you for sharing, Elise. I am going to set this right with them'. Panic floods her eyes, and she shakes her head violently! Please don't, Alpha. It will be so much worse if they find out I tattled to you'. 'Please don't worry, Elise. If either of them ever say a bad word to you again, you come to me and I will sort them out, OK?. I can still see the panic and distress in her eyes when she reluctantly nods.

'And please, eat some food. Everything will be alright, I promise' I speak lastly. And with that, I stand up from the table and head towards the exit of the dining hall.

I am absolutely fuming, but I am keeping it in check until I have walked through those doors. As soon as I have, I call all of my ranked members to my office 'ASHTON, KENDRICK, NIGEL AND JEREMY, IN MY OFFICE, NOW! BRING YOUR MATES - EXCEPT YOU ASHTON'. I let some of my anger and aura seep into my message, to make sure they know not to mess with me right now and to get their *sses to my office, pronto. Upon reaching there myself, I see Jeremy and his mate are already seated.

The tension in the air is palpable, and increasing further as soon as Ashton, Kendrick and Nigel walk in together with their mates. As they all sit down, Ashton has the audacity to ask "what's wrong, Chris?".

My fangs slip out, together with a growl, making Ashton jolt away from me. "You don't get to do the talking, I DO" I warn, before continuing "I am going to ask this only once, and I expect an honest answer from each and every one of you.

Why is Elise sitting at the omegas table?". Kendrick, Nigel and their mates immediately fall silents and exchange nervous glances. Jeremy and his mate seem to want to speak up, but Ashton beats them to the punch.

"Is all of this about my worthless f*cking mate? Goddess, I wish I had never taken her as my mate to begin with. Omega trash".

Before I even realize what I am doing and what happened, Cezar has shifted and is pinning him to the ground. He is snarling viciously, and his saliva is dripping onto Ashton's paled face.

Cezar brings his teeth so close they actually graze his face, while Ashton is frozen in place. He closes his eyes shut, and wheezes "I'm sorry Alpha, please forgive my disrespect".

Cezar gives him one last warning snarl, before relinquishing control back to me. I shift back and step back towards my desk. I quickly grab a pair of sweatpants to throw on, never taking my eyes off Ashton. 1

"Anyone else care to comment?" I dare the remainder of the group. They all seem paler than a minute ago, and they are all baring their necks in submission.

Including Ashton, who is still laying on the ground. "S-Sorry Alpha" Kendrick squeezes out, to which I immediately bellow back "SORRY DOESN'T ANSWER MY DAMN QUESTION, DOES IT? I WANT TO KNOW WHY SHE IS BEING TREATED LIKE A F*CKING OUTCAST". "Alpha, if I may?" Jeremy speaks up, seemingly a lot calmer than his peers. Which makes sense, since Elise told me Jeremy and his mate were the exceptions.

I nod for him to continue. "It all started when Ashton told her she couldn't sit at our table, Alpha. The rest of us either joined in, or were too afraid to stand up to the crowd".

I glance at Kendrick and Nigel, who nod their heads vigorously. "So, let me get this straight. The highest ranked wolves in my pack besides myself, were too afraid to stand up and protect a respected pack member?!".