Omega For The Alpha King (BL)

In the small and nice apartment of Oliver, the smell of bread baked just now fills the air. He was on his old work table measuring fabric with caution to sew wear for Mrs. Harper's daughter that had been delicately embroidered. His fingers were numb and worked fast as he deftly passed through the needle into soft silk.

Oliver's mind wandered back to the upcoming event at the Alpha King's castle. It was all anyone in the pack could talk about—the grand Mate-Finding Party. He had never dreamed he would have a reason to set foot in such a magnificent place as the Pack Castle, let alone be part of the festival.

But there, the invitation sent to him was on top of a small table in a corner.

While working on a new dress the day before, Oliver saw a green light shining brightly across his room, so he moved closer toward it. He saw a piece of paper that looked like a letter that was suspended in mid-air. The letter opened on its own, and the content was read for him to hear.

To Oliver Baker

Please accept my warm invitation to attend the annual Finding Mate Festival at the Alpha's Castle tomorrow. You have been chosen as a prestigious person in our society; hence, you are expected to be one of the waiters for our esteemed guests.

Ensure that this letter is untouched until tomorrow when the festival will be held. Upon your readiness, only then should you open and respond to it.

We will be glad if you join us in celebrating this auspicious occasion.

After that, the letter fell, and the blinding light dimmed until it disappeared completely. Oliver couldn't believe it; he was invited to the festival.

Although he was invited as a waiter, he was still excited because the Mate-Finding Party would be a great opportunity to earn some extra money to take care of his siblings and pay off some debts that were piling up.

"Brother Oliver! Can you help me with my buttons?" A small voice called from the doorway. He looked up to see his youngest sister, Lily, holding out her tiny dress, the buttons at the back out of her reach.

"Of course, Lily. Come here." He set aside his work and knelt, fastening the buttons with care. "There you go, all set."

"Thank you!" She beamed, giving him a quick hug before rushing off to join her twin brother, Luke, in their game.

Oliver observed them briefly, his heart expanding with love. His brothers and sisters were everything to him, and he would do anything to make sure they stayed that way.

In the evening, Oliver set out dinner on the table. He wiped off his greasy hands with a white handkerchief and got rid of the smell of onions.

"Alright! Dinner is served! Now, both of you come," Oliver said as they came one after another from their little dollhouse, rushing for food at the dining table.

Lily took a spoonful of it in her mouth and savored the taste that spread over her tongue. "Brother Oliver, all your foods are always tasty. I heard that tomorrow morning there will be a mate-finding ceremony, so I hope Brother Oliver finds a mate," she said.

"Yes, me too," Luke replied, licking his lips with a thumbs-up sign.

"If Brother Oliver finds his mate tonight, then there is no doubt that she will love Brother Oliver's cooking, just like me," Lily told them.

Oliver chuckled at their innocence. These siblings of his always act like fangirls and fanboys whenever he cooks or takes care of them. They'd be teasing him any chance they got.