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They are going to watch. They are going to look on while I am claimed. While my body is roughly used. While shameful gasps of pleasure are wrung from my helpless lips.

“I can’t do this,” I whisper to Hannah as we near the dais.

“You have no choice,” she answers. She squeezes my hand and adds, “And you can do it.”

My chest feels tight with panic as I climb the three shallow steps up the dais. The moss is warm and soft beneath my bare soles. The heat from the candles warms my ankles briefly as we pass into the ring.

Hannah gives my hand one more reassuring squeeze. I try to hold on to her, but she slips away. She and the other omega depart, descending the dais on opposite sides and blending into the deep shadows like ghosts.

Now I’m alone.

Alone and naked, my flesh lit by the flickering yellow glow of the candles. The gathered crowd, invisible but for their shining eyes, murmurs in anticipation like an audience before the overture of a concert.

I turn, scanning my eyes around in a full circle. My pulse thunders in my ears.

The murmur of the crowd drops off to almost total silence, and a moment later I understand why. Three dark and massive shapes stalk out from the darkness. They circle me with slow, deliberate, predatory steps, gradually closing in. Even before I see their faces, I know them by their smell and by their ways of moving.

They are my Alphas, and they’ve come to claim me in the sight of the whole tribe.

CHAPTER 20: ADDOM

The omega has never looked more beautiful than she does right now.

I don’t know what it is exactly. Perhaps it’s the way she is bottom-lit by the ring of candles surrounding her. Or maybe it is the way her lovely, round breasts heave with fear and excitement.

She looks like prey, and I can’t deny that the feelings inside me now are something akin to the joy of the hunt.

Hasker and Kadmon are circling too. I can sense their presence, even though I never take my eyes off of our quarry. As pack brothers, our minds are linked, but soon, once we have claimed our omega, that bond will be stronger than ever.

Lily spins on her feet, looking at us each in turn as we approach. Her eyes are wide and dark like a young doe. My cock hoists instantly.

Despite her trepidation, the omega’s body responds to my arousal. The air becomes thick with her heat scent. It’s wafting from her glands, from every warm recess of her body—from the hollow of her throat, from the pits of her arms, and of course, from that delicious little cunt hidden beneath her tuft of auburn curls.

Her eyes lock with mine, reflecting the wavering light of the flames. Her soft lower lip, ripe with blood, trembles fearfully. My cock oozes precum and I have to strain to keep myself from spilling my seed just from her scent and her look.

It is time to begin. We have waited long enough for this.

“Brothers and sisters,” I call, my voice filling the great room. “I have come with my pack brothers Hasker and Kadmon to claim this omega before the eyes of the tribe. To bind her spirit to ours and increase our numbers with the seed of our loins.”

We begin to climb the stairs, closing in on our innocent prey. Hasker and Kadmon have already begun purring. The sound is low and deep. The young naked omega shivers on the dais.

“Do you accept our offering and grant us this claim?”

The gathering erupts in howls and barks and roars of assent. Every claiming ceremony is an event, but tonight is especially interesting. The omega was once an outsider. There is only one other like her among our numbers.

The crowd is eager to see us share her body. They are eager to watch as my pack brothers and I pump the fertile omega full of our seed and to hear her cries reverberating through the hall.

But first we must make her docile. We must make her submissive. We must make her beg for it.

As I reach the top of the dais, the omega backs away.

“Addom,” she whispers.

She backs up one step and yelps when she bumps into Hasker approaching her from behind, his hard cock prodding her rump. He grins and purrs more deeply. She turns again to face Kadmon, who is also closing in.

And at last she turns back to me.

“Addom,” she breathes, “We can’t do this. Not with everyone watching.”