A large part of me was disgusted with that fact.
                          
She pulled me into a kiss and I let her, trying to expel all thoughts of the omega from my mind.
                          
Brittany's P. O. V
                          
Immediately after we cut our cakes, I decided to have some fun.
                          
I couldn't find Callum anywhere so I just moved to the music and let loose for some time until a wonderful smell was carried to me- rain and dusk. 
                          
My wolf, Tina, was ecstatic, 'Brittany, let's go find our mate.' 
                          
I didn't share her enthusiasm and hoped that our mate was Callum so that I could carry my plan out without complications. I followed the scent to my mate and was disappointed when I saw him.
                          
Kevin Harold Duke- the 2nd battle general in command.
                          
My heart hardened at what I had to do.
                          
I looked deep into his grey eyes. They held hope, kindness and... love- something I had no use for. 
                          
My wolf begged me not to do what she knew I had to, 'Please, Brittany. Don't do this to him- to us. Let him love us, let us love him, please.'
                          
I shook my head, hating my wolf's weakness. 'Sorry, Tina. I have to and there's nothing you can do about it.'
                          
I stared at him, hoping to convey my determination through my eyes. "I, Brittany Penelope Lightwood, sister of the Alpha of the Lightwood, reject you, Kevin Harold Duke, 2nd battle general in command of the Lightwood pack, as my mate and emergency Alpha."
                          
He groaned and doubled over, gripping his chest in pain. 
                          
I wasn't looking for happiness or love, I wanted more power and Callum was my ticket to it. "Don't take it personally, Kevin. You just aren't what I'm looking for."
                          
Callum chose that moment to intervene. "Leave us." He used my Beta voice and Kevin turned to leave. 
                          
He turned to me. "Do you want him as your mate?"
                          
"I want power and since I can't mate with my brother, you're my mate." I replied with honesty. I saw regret flesh in his eyes but couldn't care less. As long as he did what I needed him to do, his feelings were irrelevant. He scooped me up and took me to his bedroom. He laid me on his bed and hastily marked me. 
                          
It felt wrong.
                          
His movements were robotic as he removed our clothes and completed the mating process. It confused me. I'd slept with every man from sixteen and above except those loyal to their mates, the high ranking males and- of course- my brother. One thing that was always consistent was the fact that they all fell over themselves with excitement when in bed with yours truly.
                          
I reached up and pulled him into a kiss.
                          
Harry's P. O. V
                          
Once we cut our cakes, I walked to the food table and tried the food. No doubt, the omega had made it.
                          
I didn't really hate her, but I didn't like her either. She frustrated me.
                          
My Alpha voice didn't work on her, she was faster than the fastest of our warriors- I'd seen her when she thought no one was looking- and I had no doubt that she was extremely strong.
                          
No one really knew her mother so I chalked it up to her being my father's rape product- the reason she was the omega. No one was happy with the fact that her mother had thought- if I'm being honest, correctly- the Alpha raped her so we treated her horribly.