Mated to Alpha Lucas

Lilith's POV

"I have to quickly report to the alpha as soon as possible! If we delay any longer, the pack will be destroyed without anyone suspecting!" My father, the beta of our Greenforest park , paced back and forth in our living room. His face pulled into a deep frown while musing over the ominous conversation he had overheard while patrolling the pack territory.

"James, relax! You can always report to the alpha at a later time; right now he is having a meeting with the alpha of the Silvercrest pack," my mom urged while trying to get him to settle down.

"You don't get it! They have evil intentions! And the Alpha is there alone! Why else do you think those wretched people asked for me to leave?! It's because they want the alpha alone, and we can't have that; I should go now!" My father argued with his arms flying around, something he does when he is extremely stressed about something.

"I'm not asking you not to tell him, but considering the people that are with him and the important discussion they are having, you know the alpha would not like to be interrupted," my mother argued.

"Plus, you only overheard the conversation; you did not have any evidence to prove that what you heard was true. Give it a little time, at least until they leave," she added, and my father let out a long sigh. He massaged his forehead, his hand slicking back his curly brown hair as he relaxed into the chair with an exasperated sigh.

"I just can't get this feeling—this foreboding feeling—out of my head. I feel something bad is about to happen, and we won't have enough time to react. The pack, the people—I don't want to sit still when I can be doing something to stop it," he breathed out in frustration.

"I'm sure we will figure something out, Father. The alpha trusts you so much that he'll believe you, but we need to be patient until they leave. I'm sure we can settle this as long as they aren't carrying out their sinister plan tonight." I joined in, and my father nodded. Just as I had finished speaking, a loud knock resounded throughout the living room.

With a start, everyone jumped up, body-tense in alertness, ready to defend against any intruder. As the only child of the beta, I have trained all my life to take over my father's position, and I am hailed as one of the best warriors of our generation, second only to Raider, my boyfriend, who is also the next Alpha of the Greenforest park .

My father walked towards the door, and I stood behind him, while my mother, who is an omega, stood behind us with an anxious expression. "Lilith, stay back and protect your mother," my father instructed, and I nodded as I stepped back to stand close to my mother.

Our hesitation must have made the person on the other side of the door impatient, because the next moment they began kicking the door with force, causing the house to shake violently. "Is the pack getting attacked right now? Oh, goddess, what are we going to do? What about the people? Is the alpha okay?" My mother rants.

As my father pulled open the door, four of the pack warriors barged in, followed by an angry-looking alpha. He sneered as he saw my father standing before him with a confused expression. "Is there a reason for this visit tonight?" My father asked, confusion laced in his tone as the Alpha's sneer got even more sinister.

"You could have sent for me through the pack link; there was no reason for you to come here on your own and with the pack warriors. Did something happen? What about the people from the Silvercrest pack? Are they gone?" My father asked.

"Seize him!" Alpha River ordered without replying to any of my father's questions. My mother stepped forward, placing herself between my father and the pack warriors.

It was a law in our pack that no omega should be rough-handled, as they are the weakest of our kind and they needed to be protected. However, seeing the dark look on the Alpha's face, I can tell the rule in the situation does not count.

"Seize them all! Bring them out!" The alpha ordered and turned away. I watched in horror as my mother trashed against the guards that had roughly graphed her, while my father remained silent and cooperative as they dragged us out of our home.

We were dragged to the pack's square, where all pack meetings usually take place. Upon our arrival, we immediately noticed all the pack members were gathered, each one of them facing different emotions.

Some were angry and hurt, some were pitiful, and others were indifferent.

My mind went blank, unable to fathom what exactly was going on.

Why were we being arrested?