If I Were Normal

Liam's POV:

Working as a minimum-wage construction worker is not that bad, the worst part is the fact that have to stay 100% concentrated and on alert in order to keep hiding my omega wolf.

This is truthfully so fatiguing, mainly because I work at least 10-12 hours a day, so it indeed isn't easy.

Additionally, I'm not a builder, I mostly carry the heavy stuff from the trucks to the construction area.

All the workers are either male alphas or betas.

A sigh came out of my mouth as I lifted my water bottle high up, pouring water directly into my mouth, causing some of it to run down my neck and chest.

I did not mind because the shirt that I was wearing was already soaked in my sweat.

My ears perked high up, as I used my supernatural sense of hearing to eavesdrop on two of my coworkers' conversation " The mother alpha is just wasting her time trying to pair the head alpha with those rich brat omegas."

The mother alpha is the former alpha and is now the mother of our current head alpha.

My blood starts to boil each time I hear about the mother alpha's attempts to mate my own fated mate to other people.

My mate aka the head alpha of our pack still has no idea that I am her fated mate.

Since she turned 21, she has been looking for her fated mate, she searched almost every single town and every single pack but nothing of course.

The reason why she can't discern me is because I'm hiding my scent almost 24 hours a day also it's because I don't want her to find me.

I know she will reject me.

My own parents rejected me, I would not expect her to accept me.

Also, she hates omegas.

She's an amazing leader, she makes great decisions to keep the omegas of our pack safe but she doesn't like their scent and doesn't like to be even 10 meters close to them.

That's why the packhouse where she lives, only contains alphas as well as some betas and Deltas.

So even if I'm able to hide my omega wolf for a specific amount of time and trick her into thinking I'm fully an alpha, Which I won't and can't do such an awful thing to her, but hypothetically speaking, she would easily find out during our intimacy, when I get into my heat or rut, she'll know.

-Heat is the time when the Omega who is over 21 years old is most fertile and ready to mate, so horny. They just hide away until the heat is over. If they have an Alpha mate, they will never leave their side unless they need to get their Omega food or water. Mainly, they have sex and then rest.

-The rut is an intense biological urge of an alpha to mate, typically triggered by proximity to an omega in heat but mostly just comes once a month to every alpha who is above the age of 21.

So either way, I'll just end up rejected which is why I preferred to keep hiding.

Like a coward.

And yeah, I get both heats and ruts. Talk about being God's less favorite. I manage it pretty well when it's just one out time but when it's both, this is when it gets complicated.

" The mother alpha should understand already that the alpha won't accept to be mated to a pathetic powerless omega no matter how rich they are already. Our alpha deserves a strong mate by her side not a bitch."

I clenched my fist as I glared at my coworker, feeling to urge to smash his skull under my foot.

You'd be surprised that this guy's mate is an omega, yet he still talks about omegas like they are objects and not living beings with emotions like any other werewolf.

I'm not weak.

I'm powerful.

Not to brag but I am stronger than any alpha here in this pack, I know this, but I'm still not enough for Anastasia.

Just saying her name in my mind makes butterflies move around in my abdomen along with an awful discomfort in my chest because I know I can never have her.

The blood circulation in my body stopped when my nose caught that scent… her scent.

My mate's scent.

She's here.

I stood straight as I rushed to the middle of the area where my other coworkers gathered, lowering their heads in both respect and submission.

My heart is beating so hard against my chest, that I can feel my blood rushing to my brain as I'm too focused on hiding my inner wolf.

A ginormous black wolf, with bloody dark red eyes stood right before us.

The head alpha's wolf is three times bigger than a regular alpha, her wolf is at least 15 feet tall while the typical alpha's wolf is only 5 feet tall.

As we heard the bone-cracking sound of the head alpha's wolf along with the couple of alphas that always escort her almost everywhere, everyone made sure to lower their heads and gaze because when we usually shift back from our wolf forms, we stand naked.

" Why are these borders taking too much time to be done?" Do you think that was the alpha talking, I wish.

She rarely talks, I have never heard her voice… Literally never.

The one who talked was just one of the alphas that escorts her, his name is Caleb and I personally hate him because he gets to be that close to her and I don't.

I secretly raised my gaze, peeking through my sweaty bangs, my eyes glinted in purple as I noticed how she stood there with a big scarf over her shoulder, hiding the parts of her body that should normally be hidden.

Anastasia is a 6'2ft female true blood alpha. Her skin is so pale, she's 25 years old.

Her lips always have that dark red tint on them, her eyes are always darkened for some reason.

She's always quiet.

Also, she always has an emotionless, stoic look on her face.

The corner of my lips curved in a tiny smile just because we have the same hair color.

Dark black.

Hers is so long, it reaches her hips.

I don't know what good I did in my past life to be blessed by a fated mate as flawless as her.

The second I sensed her gaze moving towards me, I lowered mine and switched them back to their normal dark brown color.

There is nothing I want more than looking at her eyes up close, but I can't, I will lose my focus and that may cause my scent to reach her.

I heard the bone-cracking sounds again, which is when I immediately raised my gaze, only to feel the urge to cry because she shifted to her wolf form and rushed back to the packhouse along with her escorts.

Why did she come here?

I didn't hear any of the conversations that happened here.

I mean how can I hear anything when Anastasia is right before my eyes, and her scent is floating around, clouding my mind?

" You might be one of them." My brows arched when my coworker aka my neighbor whom I met in the morning, talked to me with a grin on his face.

One of whom?

What is he talking about?

" What are you talking about?" I asked, curiously which caused him to chuckle " Didn't you hear what Caleb said? All the alphas are invited to the packhouse because they need more employees there. Cooks, maids, gardeners, cleaners, plumbers, guards, and more because some of them are getting old, a few are getting retired and some switched packs. So you might get chosen to work in the packhouse, Liam."

My eyes slightly widened, I don't know if I should be happy to be in the same house as my mate or be terrified and scared because she might catch my scent if I'm being negligent enough.

What if I get my heat or rut there, what if the moonflower wore off, A lot of what-ifs are going around my head right now.

Moonflowerwer is a spray that was made by witch centuries ago for omega to use in order to cover/hide/block their scents so that they could feel safer because bad alphas won't be able to smell and approach them.

Personally I use it because I don't want my mate to find me.

" You will get paid triple what you get paid now and will work less. I say it's a win. Unfortunately, I won't have a chance to apply because it's only for people that are aged between 21 and 35. I guess I'm too old for that." My neighbor added in a gloomy tone as he patted my shoulder and left.

I was left there alone, having an internal battle between my heart and brain.

I really crave being close to her.

Only If I were a normal alpha, I would not think twice before running as fast as possible to hold her in my arms.

But I guess, The wind does not blow as the ships desire.