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The Loathed OmegaTHE OMEGAS OF WINDSLY BOOK ONEK Worthy Contents Title PageCopyrightDedicationAuthor's NotePrologueChapter OneChapter TwoChapter ThreeChapter FourChapter FiveChapter SixChapter SevenChapter EightChapter NineChapter TenChapter ElevenChapter TwelveChapter ThirteenChapter FourteenChapter FifteenChapter SixteenChapter SeventeenChapter EighteenEpilogue – Four Years LaterThank You!Comin...
The Loathed OmegaTHE OMEGAS OF WINDSLY BOOK ONEK Worthy Contents Title PageCopyrightDedicationAuthor's NotePrologueChapter OneChapter TwoChapter ThreeChapter FourChapter FiveChapter SixChapter SevenChapter EightChapter NineChapter TenChapter ElevenChapter TwelveChapter ThirteenChapter FourteenChapter FifteenChapter SixteenChapter SeventeenChapter EighteenEpilogue – Four Years LaterThank You!Coming Soon From K WorthyAbout The Author Copyright © 2023 K WorthyAll rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or distributed in any form without prior written permission from the author except for non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. In short, this omegaverse does not exist, unfortunately. To all the lovers of omegaverseThank you for accepting me Author's NoteI hope that you enjoy this book!This omegaverse is based in England, and the book uses UK spellings and phrases.Listed below are content warnings. Skip ahead if you do not want to see any potential spoilers.Content warning: Threat of rape, threat of forced pregnancy, bullying, family coercion, arranged marriage, emotional and physical parental abuse, parental neglect, forced contraception, medical situations, off-page sex trafficking, and violence.This omegaverse includes knotting, heat, and mpreg. However, the latter is not a central focus of this novel.www.kworthy.co.uk PrologueWindsly Golf Club, March “I’m telling you, Ken,” Jonathan muttered, his eyes fixed on the golf ball. “That boy will drive me to drink.” He tried to steady his hand as he lined up for the shot, but his mind was already elsewhere.He swung his club with more force than necessary, and the ball soared through the air, only to land with a thud in the bunker.“Oh hell,” Jonathan cursed. “I really am off my game today.”Ken Rockford chuckled, slapping his oldest friend on the back. Resigned to his fate, Jonathan turned to rest on his club, watching Ken effortlessly hit his own ball into the hole.Jonathan and Ken had been each other’s most trusted confidants for over three decades. They met at the prestigious Windsly University as two young and cocky alphas revelling in their newfound freedom. Together, they broke more rules, hearts, and probably laws than the rest of their class combined. Only the mix of their handsome looks and devastating charm saved them from expulsion on more than one occasion.Despite their wild antics, Ken and Jonathan graduated at the top of their engineering class and went on to dominate the tech world, with Ken’s corporation specialising in robotics and Jonathan leading the revolution in AI solutions.After Jonathan finally dug himself out of that damned bunker, they finished their game and headed back to the clubhouse. As they walked, Jonathan debated sharing his worries about his son. The pair told each other everything, but what would Ken think of him? Unable to rein in his tiny, eighteen-year-old omega.But in the end, the need to unburden himself outweighed his potential embarrassment. If he couldn’t confide in Ken, who could he turn to?“Honestly, Ken. I’m at my wit’s end. Yesterday, Eli walked right into my office, bold as brass, and asked me to sign a permission slip to visit some university up country,” Jonathan began as they strolled across the perfectly manicured grass.“I mean, what the hell is the point? By twenty, my late omega was married, mated, and dead from birthing the ungrateful little brat.“Eli’s already eighteen. Time’s running out before his hormones tell him to spread his skinny little legs for any hit of alpha cum he can find.”Jonathan sighed, lifting his cap to nurse the migraine forming behind his eyes. “My god, this would have been so much easier thirty years ago. Those omega rights activists have a lot to answer for.”The government had long since taken a stance against forced marriage and mating, enacting laws prohibiting the practice. Even arranged marriages, although still permitted, became widely frowned upon. Much to Jonathan’s dismay.“Back then, all I’d have to do was find him a suitable alpha to carry on my bloodline, and there we have it. Problem solved. I’m free of him, and he becomes someone else’s headache. And at least that someone gets all the perks of having an omega in their bed.”Ken could tell how fired up Jonathan was getting as he punctuated his points with the cap in his hand.“I don’t care what they say. Forced marriage was a damn sight easier for omegas than leaving them to their own devices. How many omegas are stranded in their first heats? Relying on unnatural solutions and completely vulnerable. I tell you, it’s not safe. I can’t let Eli loose out there to live so dangerously.”“I don’t envy you, Jonnie,” Ken murmured in sympathy. After all, he had his fair share of problems with his own errant offspring. Still, he couldn’t imagine the disappointment and helplessness that Jonathan must have felt when dealing with his omega.At least his own good-for-nothing whore of a husband had birthed him an alpha before running off with his tennis coach.As the imposing glass-fronted golf club came into view, his friend continued his tirade.“To tell you the truth, Ken, with Eli and your Jackson finishing school in a few months, it’s got me thinking about the future.“With no alpha to pass the torch to, who will continue my legacy? I can’t leave my business to Eli. He wouldn’t be able to handle it. I know omega CEOs are all the rage in start-ups and whatnot, but it takes an alpha to survive in our world, Ken.“I feel like I’ve run out of time. The Martins name will die with me, and so will everything I’ve built.”Ken knew nothing could draw Jonathan out of his self-pity, so he remained quiet as they walked through the impressive clubhouse. But, while Jonathan was lamenting in his thoughts, Ken’s mind was racing as he pieced together an idea so simple he was kicking himself for not thinking of it before.Because while Jonathan grieved his dreams of an alpha heir, Ken was done with