Page 1 of Suddenly His Alpha

Prologue

“You’re the skinniest, weirdest looking omega I’ve ever had the misfortune of looking at.”

Twelve-year-old Amantulla Berringer lifted his stare to the alpha bully standing in his path, preventing him from going home. He opened his mouth to tell Archer Kingsbury where the guy could shove it, but no words would come out of his mouth. Finally, a stuttering expanse of nonsense poured out, shaming him to his very toes.

His gaze drifted to Beckett Montgomery’s silver stare. The fifteen-year-old alpha was his neighbor and the older brother of his arch nemesis, Titian. The guy was all legs and arms, and so gangly, it was a surprise he was an alpha. He wasn’t anywhere near as thick and powerful as Archer. Beckett’s heated stare quickly turned away, and in that moment, Tulla knew the guy would be no help.

Tulla was on his own.

“B-b-b-baaaaa-hahaha!” Archer began to laugh, before knocking Tulla’s books to the ground. “You can’t even talk without st-st-stuttering away. Are you stupid, too?”

“Well, heisan omega,” one of the others in the group said, snickering. “They’re only made to look pretty.”

Tulla steamed inside. Fist clenched at his sides, he felt the first sting of tears burning the backs of his eyes. He wasn’t scared. He was frustrated that he couldn’t voice his outrage.

“Pretty? This one can’t even manage that. Look at those huge ears. He looks like he could fly away with them,” Archer said before cackling at his own joke.

In that moment, nothing would’ve made Tulla feel better than to be able to fly away. Far away from those assholes. The tears grew in his eyes, but he bit the insides of his cheeks to stop them.

“Ooohhh, the little baby’s gonna cwy,” Archer announced, seemingly pleased with himself. “Go ahead, baby. Cwybaby. Cry!”

Instead of crying, Tulla reared back and punched Archer square in the nose.

Blood poured out from both nostrils before Archer cried out and lifted his hands to cover his nose. “You fucking asshole,” Archer squealed, but the sound was all nasally and only brought a chuckle from Tulla. “You’re gonna pay for that.”

Just as Archer advanced forward, a hand reached out and stopped the bully.

“Just leave him alone, Archer,” Beckett said, dragging the bully back.

Archer shoved Beckett—hard. He landed with anoofand a loud thump.

“Don’t youeverget in between me and who I’m fighting, Montgomery,” Archer said, fists raised and blood pouring down the front of his face and onto his shirt.

Tulla stepped between Archer and Beckett, ready to do battle with the big bully.

Archer tilted his head a moment, an odd mix of confusion and horror on his face.

Just before he burst out laughing.

“Beckett’s such a wimp, he needs an ugly little omega to fight his battles for him.”

Archer and the other boys laughed a moment longer, as Beckett began to rise, his face beet red. He ignored Tulla’s hand and rose to his full height.

“I don’t need an omega to fight my battles,” Beckett eyed him, rage in his stare. “Least of allhim.”

Beckett stormed off. Archer and his friends followed the gangly alpha, seemingly forgetting Tulla and the fight they’d been having. They had a new person to bully, it seemed. Tulla lowered his clenched fists and felt the shakes give way. He knelt to pick up his books before rushing home to hide in his room.

Sadly, it wouldn’t be Tulla’s last encounter with a bully, although Archer gave him a wide berth the next few years.

As did Beckett Montgomery.

Chapter One

In the Omega Quadrant…

“Amantulla? Open this door right now, young man!”

Tulla lowered his book and jumped from his narrow twin bed, crossed the tiny bedroom in three steps, and whipped open his door—just as his papa was readying to knock again. His papa looked red-faced and breathless, irritation written in the lines of the omega’s still-handsome face. He had no idea what he’d done to incur his papa’s wrath, but he could clearly see clarification was soon at hand. “Yes?”

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