So I wrote an Omegaverse UKUS/RUSAME...Sorry that it's crap...But I do hope y'all like it~!

UKUS/RusAme: Omegaverse

An Omega must always do as their Alpha says, and if they're caught talking to another Alpha without permission, the consequences were quite severe. Some punished their mates, others ignored them. The sad thing was that if they had fully mated (Had s*x and the Omega got pregnant,) the Omega would always want to be around their Alpha and be given affection and not be ignored.

Alfred sat in front of his leader, head bowed. "I-I'm sorry..."

Ivan, who Alfred was bowing to, sighed, "Fredka, you know the consequences for your actions. You were caught talking to another alpha, let alone a lone one. I am very disappointed in you." He knelt in front of him.

The omega looked at the Alpha who claimed him as his, tempted to growl but he didn't. What would be happening anyway, would only become worse.

"His name is Arthur. And I honestly don't see a problem, I'm not bonded to anyone."

His cheek stung and his eyes watered. Ivan had just slapped him.

"You, Fredka, belong and are bonded to me! We may not have mated yet, but I assure you we will soon. Oh, and do you forget? I am the pack leader, therefore I get what I want."

Alfred fell silent and glared at the Russian. 'I am and never will be his. Never.' He told himself mentally, but knew he didn't have a choice. What he said was right. He could and would do what he wanted. Especially to an Omega, since an Alpha could easily just challenge him. He sighed. 'Why me?'

Alfred turned his head away but he forced to face the other again by their gloved had that had found its way to his chin. Before Alfred could protest a mouth was pressed firmly against his own. He struggled, hitting the other but the others lips were not removed.

"Mmph?!" Alfred gasped as he was pushed onto his back by Ivan, who now hovered over him as he pulled away.

The other smirked and went to his neck, whispering darkly, "You will be mine~"

He opened his mouth to dig his teeth into the flesh but stopped as a figure ran into the small tent, interrupting.

"This. Better. Be. Important." He hissed at the young Latvian female, who was shaking beyond belief.

"I-It is. Th-there's another pack s-sir. They're making they're camp I-inside our t-t-territory..."

The Russian jumped up quickly and adjusted his scarf.

"Who's pack?"

"A-Allistairs' sir..."

He growled, leaving the tent quickly and making his way to the bar, where he'd more than likely find the people who'd help him get rid of the intruders.

The Latvian looked at Alfred, "I-I'm sorry do have disturbed you A-Alfred..."

"No, thank you. You saved me Ravisa~..." He smiled at her, sitting up.

"O-okay then.." She smiled back warily and left him alone.

Alfred let out a breath and stood up. He touched where Ivan would've marked and growled quietly.

"How dare he even try."

That was it. He was leaving. Leaving this place. Leaving Ivan.

He went over to a box that he'd kept near his bed next to Ivans', even though he never got to sleep in his own anyway. Alfred opened the box and grabbed a bag.

Inside was the essentials; some clothes, toothpaste, toothbrush, underwear, food, a small notebook and pencil and some weapons. He'd been planning to run away for a while now, but after what Ivan just did, he's going now. Even if his plan wasn't fully thought through.

"Lucky he wanted to be next to the edge of the territory eh..."

He then slipped through the small gap he'd made near the back, shuffling a bit as he did. He stood and swung the bag over his shoulders, turning to the dense wall of greenery.

"Here goes."