Kegan was thrown onto the ground of Leon's room, the bigger wolf shutting the door and shifting back into his human form and towering over the wolf.

"Shift," Leon ordered, nearly shaking in anger.

Kegan didn't try to run or fight back. He slowly shifted back, his newly healed wound throbbing as he shifted.

Once he was shifted back and completely naked, Leon immediately slammed his foot into Kegan's chest, catching him off guard.

"I gave you very simple instructions," Leon growled at Kegan, grabbing his arm and pulling him up, ignoring the pained cries coming from the Omega. "Do you remember what they were?"

Kegan sobbed and nodded, his entire body in pain. He could feel his wolf attempting to comfort him, but to no avail.

Leon threw the Omega on the bed and disappeared for a few seconds, before reappearing minutes later with thick ropes that he had in his closet.

He tied Kegan's arms and legs, slapping the Omega whenever he tried to fight back. Once he was tied, Leon reappeared with a box of matches, short, round candles, and a knife.

"I gave you two things to do this morning," Leon said, lighting the candle and placing it on the nightstand. "You were to shower and be waiting for me when I returned. Now, because of your incompetence and disobedience, you'll be punished."

Kegan choked out another sob. "I'm sorry! I just wanted to r-run," he cried, struggling against the ropes around his wrists.

Leon snarled, slapping him across the face. "I don't care what you wanted to do. Your place is to obey me and to carry my pups. You don't get to choose or disobey!" he seethed, lifting the knife in his hand.

"Please don't," Kegan pleaded, not struggling. "I'm sorry, I'll never run again!"

"You shouldn't have run in the first place," Leon snapped, touching the knife to Kegan's thigh. "Why did you howl?"

Kegan furrowed his eyebrows. "I didn't... my wolf did," he said softly, curious as to why Leon cared about his wolf howling.

"Don't lie to me!" Leon snarled, slicing the knife across Kegan's thigh. "Why did you howl?!"

"I didn't!" Kegan cried, the sticky blood running down the inside of his thigh and touching the bedsheets. "My wolf had control, not me!"

Leon scoffed. "It didn't tell you why it howled?" he asked, almost in disbelief.

Kegan shook his head. "My wolf doesn't talk to me," he said weakly, his wolf whimpering in the back of his mind. "We… we're not connected."

Irritated, Leon snarled to himself. "You'll be receiving four cuts on each thigh, and each one will be drenched in candle wax. Then, we are going to shower and you're going to listen to everything I have to say. Understood?"

Kegan didn't get a chance to answer, as Leon finished his statement by digging the knife into Kegan's leg once again.

The Omega cried out in pain, pleading for him to stop. As soon as he begged, Leon dug the knife deeper into the second wound.

"Keep quiet or you'll get eight on each leg!" Leon yelled, cutting the third mark into the Omega's right leg.

Leon seemed keen on taking his time, slowly slicing into the Omega's milky white flesh, watching the blood seep out. It was sadistic, and as much as Kegan was disgusted by it, he had to focus on staying silent, hoping to shorten his punishment.

His silence was thrown out the window when Leon lifted the candle and dripped the hot wax into his first wound. It burned and wouldn't cool down, Kegan's throat raw from crying and screaming.

Leon only continued the torture, laughing at Kegan's tears. "This could've been prevented if you had behaved," he said with a cruel chuckle, pushing his finger into the wax covered wound, causing Kegan to cry harder. "This is your own fault."

The wounds didn't stop burning, especially since Leon seemed to keep on continuing the pain for as long as he could. He waited until the wax cooled, only to strip it off and reopen the wounds before covering them with hot wax once again.

Once Leon got bored with Kegan's whimpers and trembling from the pain, he untied the Omega and surveyed his wrists. They were red and cut up from pulling at the ropes, making Leon hum and shake his head.

"All of this could've been avoided," he whispered, pulling Kegan into a tight hug, kissing the top of his head. "I don't like hurting you, but disobedient Omegas need to learn."

Kegan didn't have the energy to respond, so he nodded numbly, not fighting back as Leon dragged him to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

"We'll bandage your cuts after our shower," Leon said, pushing Kegan into the shower before climbing in behind him. "Mistakes will be made. That's why I kept your punishment light."

Kegan whimpered quietly, the hot water dripping down his legs and burning his cuts all over again. It wasn't as bad as the wax, but it still hurt.

"Shhh," Leon cooed, pulling Kegan into a tight embrace. "With time you'll learn that I'm doing this for your own good. Omegas need to be broken in and taught."

Kegan didn't want to be taught; he wanted to go home. He'd take a million beatings over what he'd had to go through in the last two days. While his old Alpha was cruel, he wasn't sadistic and left his torture to his fists and feet.

He was pulled from his thoughts when Leon started to grind against him, groaning lowly. The scent of arousal filled the air, and Kegan could feel Leon's member hardening against his stomach.

"Get on your knees," Leon whispered, pushing down on Kegan's shoulders.

Kegan sunk to the ground, feeling his cuts reopening and burning with his movements. He inhaled sharply, the pain making him feel lightheaded.

"Open your mouth," Leon ordered, pushing the head of his cock against Kegan's lips. "Don't make me force you. You'll feel better if you listen."

Kegan closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly. It must have been enough, because Leon thrusted his entire length in, choking the Omega.

Kegan tried to focus on breathing and not choking, but his throat constricted and made him pull away and fall into a coughing fit. He barely had time to breath, as Leon grabbed his hair and forced his mouth back open, thrusting in all the way.

"Just relax," Leon growled, grunting as he thrusted. "Damn, at least your mouth is good for something."

Kegan felt tears burning in his eyes, both from lack of oxygen and the derogatory insult.

Leon sped up his thrusts, and the only warning Kegan got was a loud groan before Leon spilled down his throat.

"Swallow it or else I won't clean your cuts," Leon snarled, pulling out of his mouth.

Kegan gagged but forced himself to swallow the remains of Leon's cum, hating the taste and how it felt in his mouth.

"Good boy," Leon whispered, lifting Kegan up and finishing washing him off.

Once they were dried, Leon kept his promise, sitting Kegan on the counter and cleaning out his cuts. As soon as the cuts were disinfected, Leon wrapped them in a strange white paper that Kegan had never seen before, but it secured the wounds and made them feel less painful.

"There," Leon whispered, pressing his lips to Kegan's. He forced his tongue inside and all Kegan could do was attempt to move his lips with Leon's so he wouldn't anger the Alpha.

Seemingly pleased with Kegan's attempt at matching the affection, Leon lifted him up and carried him to the bed.

Kegan tried to prepare himself for whatever assault Leon would press onto him, but it never came. Instead, Leon turned on the TV in the room and cuddled Kegan to his chest.

"You need to rest," Leon murmured when he caught the look of confusion on Kegan's face. "I don't want to exhaust you in the weeks leading up to your heat. And your disobedience is forgiven now."

Kegan didn't have the energy nor the willpower to question Leon's thought process. He relaxed into the Alpha's grip and shut his eyes.

Maybe this was the fate he deserved, for being born so weak. His mate wouldn't want him anyway, so why should he keep fighting back against Leon?

If Leon was going to be the only one who wanted him, Kegan decided he might as well try to appease the Alpha.

Maybe someday things wouldn't be as bad and their strange forced relationship could evolve into something better.

Kegan didn't know, but he knew that running away was no longer an option. If he was stuck in the North River pack, he might as well try to make the best of it.