Chapter 5. A New Alpha

Marcus

For as long as I can remember I have always been different from my family, my pack. They were kind people, always helping where needed and I knew they would die for any one of the members but that wasn't me, isn't me. Sure, I put on the act of being kind to others and willing to fight for any one of them but truthfully whenever I did anything nice for any of them it made my skin crawl.

I kept up the protective and loving act well in front of my parents and sister but the truth is I couldn't stand them. They were Omegas weak and pathetic. I may have Omega blood in me but I've always known I am more than a mere Omega, worth so much more than them.

I've always hated anyone telling me what to do and whenever I had to submit to the Alpha and obey his every order, I'd feel so angry, how dare he order me around! How dare anyone tell me what to do like a mere peasant! I'm the one who should be giving out the orders, I'm the on