Page 24 of Bullied Forced Omega
“I’ve been watching the pack and doing some investigation. Firstly, I would like to bring up the topic of the incredible tech around our compound…” I pause, looking at each of the elders.
Lucas smiles, proud of our advancements. “Barion is really incredible. He’s an invaluable member of this pack…”
“Barion is not the one who designed any of that tech. Are you aware of that? Marcus? Jeremy?” I growl.
“Barion is most certainly…”
“Barion is the man in charge of the tech lab, but he hasn’t created anything for years. He takes what other people create and calls it his own. He presents it to you as his own, and you have never bothered to question him… or visit the tech lab to see for yourselves.”
“I don’t think…” Lucas stammers.
“That’s the problem. People haven't been thinking since I’ve been gone. The person who created our security scanners is Miranda Nelson. She set up every single system on the perimeterof our land. She also made the purification and filtration systems and programs for the school…”
“Now hang on a second, I know Miranda is one of the tech people, but she most certainly did not create…” Marcus snarls, standing up.
“Sit down,” I growl, commanding him. “I am telling you what I found out in my own private investigations. If you are trying to tell me I’m wrong or lying to you, then I suggest you first find evidence instead of contradicting me.” I inform him sharply.
He pouts, sulking at the reprimand.
“Miranda Nelson will be promoted. She is well overdue for a promotion, but also due to her position as Luna of this pack, she will be given a more respectful position doing whatever it is she would like to do,” I inform them.
Marcus stands, pressing his hands into the table. “Well, if that is all, then…”
“Sit down, Marcus. I will excuse you when I am finished talking,” I snap.
Jeremy grabs Marcus and pulls him back into his seat, shooting him a glare of warning.
I take a deep breath. The last thing I want to do is be at odds with the elders. Marcus is pissing me the hell off, but the other two have remained respectful.
I clear my throat and change my tone.
“The other change that we are going to implement immediately is to offer more training programs to the Omegas. I want every single member of my pack to have equal opportunity to make something of themselves. I don’t want them sitting around, bored, feeling useless or bullied.”
“Most of the Omegas arewomen,” Marcus scoffs. “They are weak; what use can we have for them other than breeding?”
My patience is wearing thin.
“That is exactly the type of archaic and outdated thinking that I will remove from my pack. Miranda is the perfect example of how an Omega, and a woman, can provide more for this pack than most of the elders and Betas have ever provided. Take a look around you. Every bit of advancement we’ve made to improve this place has been thanks to her efforts, and she didn’t even ask for recognition. That is a true pack member.”
Jeremy nods, glancing at Lucas, who smiles. “So, how would you like to implement this?” Lucas asks.
“I would like you to take control of putting together a program of available training lessons that they can choose from. We need to teach them things that are valuable to our pack. Whether it’s farming or building, or even fighting…”
“Fighting?” Marcus blurts out. “You want Omegas to fight?”
I clench my fists and slam them down on the table. “Are they not wolves?” I snarl.
He nods, angry.
“Are they not wolves of the Silver Lake Pack? The strongest pack for miles around?” I growl, pushing my point. “I want every female in this pack to be strong enough to take on a male from another pack and rip him to pieces if need be. We fight for peace, but we prepare for war. We teach our pack members how to take care of themselves and each other,” I demand.
“But women…” Marcus complains, not catching on.
“Gone are the old days when gender assigns your role in my pack. If you want to be a Beta and you started as an Omega, then all you have to do is prove yourself strong enough. Train hard, fight for what you want. We are going to build confidence and give our people every single opportunity they deserve to be the best version of themselves,” I insist. “And I need your guidance,” I add quickly, trying to ease my commands and enforce the role the elders still play in this pack.
They still need to feel valuable and like they have purpose, even though I’ve taken over their jobs.
“Lucas and I will start working on a list of possible training programs. We will go and speak with the head of each department to find out what they might need or feel would add value,” Jeremy says. Marcus grunts, reluctant, but finally keeps his mouth shut. I can see that all three of them are confused by the changes I want to make. But they need to get with the program, or they will have to face me.
