Stray Omega by Lizzy Bequin

Another growl. Another yank.
This time, Embla was not caught off guard, and she braced herself against the
tugging. The tightness of the collar hurt, but she leaned back hard.
There was just one problem.
Orwen was over twice her size, and he was all muscle. The alpha tugged
again, this time with a touch more pressure, and Embla found herself being
dragged along the forest floor, her naked butt sliding on the carpet of dead
leaves. She clawed with her fingers and kicked with her heels in an attempt to
find some purchase, but it was no use.
Embla gave a muffled snarl through her cloth gag.
But the mean alpha only smirked at her. The look in his dark eyes said he
would meet her defiance with his own alpha stubbornness. He would drag her
butt across the entire Zone if that’s what it took.
Rage surged through Embla’s veins like fire. She was angry at this alpha for
treating her this way, but she was even angrier at herself for being so small
and helpless.
It was the alpha pack leader who finally came to her aid.
With a slashing motion of his hand, Ark signaled at his second to leave off
dragging Embla along the ground. When Orwen didn’t cease immediately,
the pack leader barked a harsh command that Embla actually understood.
“STOP!“
Orwen obeyed his boss and let the leash hang slack. Embla snickered, but the