My head was being split open, that could be the only valid explanation for the amount of pain I felt. I tried to work my eyes open but they refused to comply with my attempt. I could feel my mouth hanging open, jaw still not healed meaning I hadn't been out for more than just a few hours.
I attempted to move my arms but was only met with resistance and burning at my wrists. I was chained to a wall. My head rolled to the side, the muscles in my neck stiff from the fight and from hanging down in an awkward position.
I winced as I took a deep breath in through my broken nose, attempting to pick up a scent I would recognize, fearful of the one scent I hoped it wasn't. I knew I wasn't in my cell anymore. My cell didn't have an area to chain a body too. My feet didn't hit the ground so I knew I was suspended up.
There were only faint scents of strangers. Others had been in the room but they had left a while ago.
'They aren't apart of the pack!' I could feel my panic and reached for my wolf hoping to find some form of comfort in his presence. Unfortunately, his presence was too weak.
I made another attempt to open my eyes up but again I was unable too. Something was covering them. I pulled against my restraints again, harder this time. Shoots of pain filled my body as my torn muscles and broken bones protested the action. I could feel my anxiety climbing, my breathing coming out faster and faster.
'I can't breathe.' The startling discovery just continued to increase my distressed mind and soon enough I was gasping for air, hyperventilating and panicking.
'Where's Alpha? Where's the pack?' My mind took a dark turn as I remembered the guard who had told the Beta about the breach in our territory. Had it been war? Was I even on pack grounds still? Was the Alpha ok? What about Luna, the Beta, the pups? My mind raced with every possibility, and as my mind raced so did my heart. I felt myself becoming light-headed as my hyperventilating continued and soon enough darkness was once again my solace.
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"Why do they keep an omega in such conditions? Is he feral?"
"He's not pack, he's probably a rogue they picked up."
"Alpha Kain won't be pleased, why did you guys hang him up?"
"He's going into heat, figured he'd be safer chained to the wall."
"You're a dumbass."
Voices, they were loud and unknown to me. The pain in my head was a dull ache now, but the voices in the room were like nails on a chalkboard to my sensitive ears.
"Hey he's waking up, Orion, go get the healer." A burly voice said and I was surprised when I was able to bring my hands towards my head, clamping them down on my ears as I attempted to stifle the loud voices of the people occupying my cell.
I felt my wolf creep forward and I couldn't help but to feel relief at his presence, much stronger than before. He started to mentally urge me to hide, he was afraid. 'Strangers.'
That's when reality hit me like a ton of bricks. I didn't know these voices and their scents were foreign to me. None carried the Alphas scent.
My eyes flew open and in immediately regretted the action as the light was blinding. Blinking rapidly, I tried to adjust my vision. Three others occupied the small space and without much thought, to where I was and who these Weres were I jumped back and onto the floor. My body still not even close to being fully healed resisted the quick movements. I winced at the pain but even as I scrambled to find a place to hide the three men jumped, startled by my actions.
"Hey there, just calm down." My headshot to the right where the man spoke. He wasn't as tall as the other two but he was obviously well built. He was bald and bulky. His face sported a long beard and his eyes were a light brown a good contrast to his dark skin. His bare upper body was filled with tattoos and piercings. 'Danger.' He was dangerous, even with his hands held up in surrender I could see the wolf behind those eyes.
I backed up until my back came into contact with a shelf. At this point, my gaze drifted to the rest of the room. I was no longer in the dungeon. I was in one of the study rooms in the main part of the pack
house. A part that I had only been allowed into when I was good and was given permission to learn. If Alpha found out about this I would surely be given lashes.
A hospital bed had been put in, obviously where I had been laying, and all the desks had been piled into a corner. The window blinds were pulled open and I had to resist the urge to run to it and look outside.
The floor creaked as the two other men moved around the room attempting to corner me, not allowing me to run.
A loud growl tore its way through me and I flashed the men my fangs, suppressing the wince from my still hurt jaw. They weren't pack, I had no rules or debts to these wolves.
"We don't mean you any harm. Let's just get you back on the bed, a healer is on their way up to look you over and I rather not have to force you to corporate."
"See Ben, we should have kept him locked up. Omegas are too hard to control when they start to go into heat without a bonded."
"Trent don't start with that." Baldy growled and looked back at me. I let another growl out, daring him to take another step toward me. They were lying to me.
I've heard what happens when a pack gets overtaken. I've heard what Alphas would do. Only the unmated wolves were kept alive, pups, males, and mated females were all killed. That's how it works, and that's what would happen here. I was not a woman and therefore a threat. 'Alpha!' I felt my heart ache, was my Alpha alive or did he perish while protecting us? Anger like I never knew before surged through me and I lunged to my right where the closest wolf was positioned, Ben.
I couldn't shift because of my injuries, but I still put forth all the strength I had left in me into my attack.
"Fuck!" Ben caught me before I was even able to land a blow on him but in doing so he reflectively threw me into the side of the hospital bed. I barely let the impact affect me before I was up on wobbly legs growling as ferociously as I could at them. I would fight for my pack, for my Alpha and our future.
"Grab him and strap him back to the bed!" The other overly large wolf that was called Trent, yelled out. I turned my narrowed eyes onto him. I was probably a sight to behold. Naked, skinny, beaten up, long black hair sticking every which way, I could have easily been labeled a rabid or feral wolf at first glance. I was determined to do some form of damage before I'd let these hellions disgrace me further.
I felt my wolf try to force our battered body into a shift but the jolt of intense pain had him stepping back in my mind. It was impossible to shift.
At my wince, the three wolves pounced. Unknown burly man three grabbed for my arms while the other two wrapped hands around my legs. I let out a horrifying screech. Growling I thrashed within their grasps, making them almost drop me once before they got me onto the bed. I left my teeth to sink into flesh and I made sure to yank my head back, successfully biting off a chunk of the wolf's skin.
"Goddamn it all to bloody hell. The little savage bit me!" The wolf I had bite cried out.
"Haha, Basil you should know better than to get your hands close to a mad wolfs face." I heard Ben roll with laughter at his pack mates predicament.
"Yeah well, how else did you expect me to strap his head down? S'not like he's listening to us anyway."
"Get over it and finish buckling his wrists. The healer is going to be here any minute now and she can look at your wrist when she's done with the omega."
I didn't suppress my angry growl as they continued to manhandle me. I was once again tethered to something and the unrelenting bindings had my wolf howling with rage.
'Alpha!' My eyes frantically looked all around the room in hopes to see something I could use to escape with. The desperation in me was becoming chokingly unbearable. My wolf was thrashing inside my head, I needed to be unchained, I needed the Alpha, I needed someone familiar to open the door and save me.
'Goddess please help..' the Moon Goddess. The savior of the werewolves, our creator, the lover to all, the binding that keeps our world running. She was everything and more. I was taught to never ask for help nor forgiveness from her for fear of her wrath. At this moment though I needed a saving grace.
I looked to the three men that stood off to the side. Ben was the shortest. Trent was leaner than Ben but just as masculine. He sported fine blond hair that was cropped on the sides. His pale green eyes kept ranking over my still resisting body. Basil was built more like Ben with short black hair, his dark brown eyes stayed trained to me as well. They were all handsome and all wore tight shorts. Their lack of clothing was typical. Werewolves didn't carry spare clothes with them, usually, the destination would have spare clothes for visitors. I knew this because I was made to prepare them whenever Alpha hosted a meeting with neighboring packs.
I felt a shiver course through me at their heavy stares and I let out another growl my eyes daring them to get closer.
"The healer better hurry, his scent is getting stronger," Ben spoke and turned his eyes to Trent. "You doing ok man?"
I watched Trent take in a deep breath through his nose. Eyes closed. When they snapped open his pupils were blown wide and I could smell the shift in the air.
"I gotta get outta here." He choked on his words and made his way for the door.
The other two just watched him leave and for some reason, I could feel the disappointment in my wolf.
'Hot.' I squirmed, my body was becoming warm. I didn't understand the feeling but I wasn't uncomfortable. I could feel the heat in the center of my core but I pushed it down. I was unconcerned with my bodies feelings and more concerned with what was going on.
"I can't believe they forced a heat onto an unclaimed omega. Poor kid looks like he just shifted too." Basil looked at me with pity and I growled lowly. I didn't understand what they met by heat, and claims but I didn't like it.
"Do you think it was this pack that did it or someone else?" Basil made a move towards me and I snapped my healing jaw in his direction, a warning.
"He seems too starved to have been here very long. Since he's unclaimed Kain might take him." Ben looked me over, and I met his gaze head-on, challenging him.
"I don't think Alpha would be able to, his wolf has accepted the omegas in our pack so it's unlikely he'll accept this one. Plus," Basil looked back at me before continuing. "This one's too wild."
"Mmm, you might be right." Ben shrugged and turned towards the door just as it knocked and two figures entered.
My senses heightened at the new threats and the growl the rumbled within my chest caught everyone's attention. My wolf was back at the surface and I could feel my shift starting.
I was nowhere near ready to shift but I was also nowhere near ready to die. Alpha needed me, and I needed to make sure he was safe.
"Move!" I watched with eyes full of hate as one of the newcomers sprinted toward me with a syringe in hand. I yanked at my restraints mid shift and lunged for the wolf. My body screamed in protest at the pain I felt from my wounds and now from my shift.
As valiant as I thought myself to be, I realized in vain that the wolf had easily sidestepped me and gotten that needle into the side of my neck, injecting me with whatever was in that small tube.
"Damn, he's a persistent little thing isn't he?" I felt my body go slack but I fought to keep my mind awake. Whatever was in there completely took away my ability to move.
"Alright Levi, you think you'll be OK in here by yourself? I need to check on Trent and report this to Alpha." Their voices sounded like it was coming from a tunnel but I continued my growling, as pointless as it was. "Poor Trent, it was his first time coming across an unclaimed omega in heat, his poor wolf." Ben chuckled.
"Yeah Ben, go ahead. I gave him a sedative so it'll keep him calm, and I'll make something up to curb his heat scent." My unfocused eyes looked to the female wolf handling me. She had lovely long brown hair that was streaked with grey. Her face was hard, and her scent leaked power. She had wrinkles on the corners of her eyes and forehead, and her thin lips were turned into a frown as her small hands roamed my body, examining my wounds. Though her brown eyes were hard, when they held my gaze I felt comforted.
"What happened to you?" Her words were a mere whisper as she shook her head and started to walk away from me. As her back turned I felt panicked. I couldn't place why I felt that way as she walked away but her kind eyes resembled those of she-wolf that had been captured a few weeks ago. The one who's mournful howls still haunted my sleep.
I felt a whine start but I quickly bit my tongue forcing the cry away. I wouldn't whine for the enemy, the sedative she injected was messing with my sane mind. My wolf wasn't there either. Whatever she gave me was completely subduing me. I felt my eyes get heavy and just as I was about to close them the she-wolf returned.
"You'll be tired, I gave you something to keep you relaxed." Her voice was soothing as she spoke. "I'm just going to check you over and get these wounds cleaned up." I closed my eyes to her gentle voice. It was like a lullaby to my ears. "It looks like you're also going into heat, have you been claimed?" In the back of my mind, I could hear her question but didn't understand what she was saying. Claim and heat? I hadn't found my mate yet, wasn't it obvious? I held no markings and my scent was pure. Then that heat word. Why would I go into heat? Why would I need to be claimed? Forced?
My mind continued to reel, but as I felt another pinch at my neck I decided it'd be best to just sleep.
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