Chapter 3

 I soon found my self naked on the alpha's bed. His heavy body pinning my own, resting painfully on my casted leg. My throat was rubbed raw from screaming, my nails coated in dried sticky blood, and my chest heaving with excursion. Alpha Xavier was littered in scratch marks ripped across his face and chest, and yet the dick didn't even have the decency to act hurt.

"Fuck you," I growled at him, as he just continued to smirk down at me before leaning in attaching his mouth to my neck. I shivered feeling his sharp canines rest against my skin, as his giant hand encased my dick. My body has long since betrayed me, going hard in my front and leaking from my back. It felt good physically, which just made it feel so much worse psychologically. I shouldn't enjoy this.

"You are such a little slut aren't you," he whispered evilly against my ear, as he moved his attack there. I tried to weekly shove him off, but I was drained. Mentally and physically. My body felt like jelly from fighting him up to this point, and now that I was naked the endeavor seemed pretty fucking pointless.

"It's just a physical reaction," I told him as coldly as I could, but my voice sounded weak and choked due to the lump forming there. Of corse it didn't matter if it was physical, I was still reacting. I've never reacted before, but then again he's never treated me like this before. Usually it was in and out. I liked that arrangement, it made it seem less personal and more detached, like it was just another chore. This though, with all his talking and touching, this felt intense. I felt hot everywhere, my ass was twitching as much as my dick, and I was tingling. Inside I felt like crying, because he must be right. I must actually be a slut to be able to get off by my fucking tormentor. Something must be seriously wrong with me.

"Sure babe," he just chuckled at me before devouring my mouth, shoving his thick tongue down my throat. I bit down, still pathetically holding out. I had to fight, if I didn't fight, then at this point it would be like I wanted it.

Alpha Xavier growled loudly into my mouth, but instead of pulling out like I expected, he clamped down hard on my dick.

"Aah," I cried my member almost immediately softening. The pain was deep, like someone shoved a sword up my pelvis all the way to my heart, and then proceeded to twist It around and around. I couldn't help the tears that flowed from my eyes even if I wanted to.

"I think I've been pretty nice to you," Xavier voice has turned gruff and almost animalistic as he growled out the words. I moaned as I looked up at him fearfully, unable to form any sort of plea for him to release me, because I was sure to vomit the second I opened my mouth,"But I'm at my fucking limit! Now lie there like the good little omega bitch you are, and become mine! Because I can't fucking take it any more! Next time I smell another male on you, I might just fucking go on a rampage!"

I gulped, suddenly realizing that this was a lot more dangerous then I had originally thought. Even this fucker's wolf seemed to want me! I had no idea why, or why if he was that obsessed with me, he let others touch me to begin with. It wasn't like I wanted any of those dirty assholes inside me!

"Answer me," he growled yanking on my poor abused dick. I let out a weird mix of a startled yelp and painful gasp, before I moaned out in a desperate plead, "Okay! Okay! I'll stop! Just let go! Please let go!"

"Good," he grinned, his whole body relaxing as he finally released my member. I slumped in relief though I felt a sore ache settle there. I winced, sure that I was going to be in pain for at least a day, probably more.

"That's my good omega," he continued, his normally black eyes swirling with amber as his wolf shone through. He looked happy, happier then I ever seen him, and I knew that I wasn't ever going to be getting out of this shit. He wouldn't let me. I was just gonna live out the rest of my life being this guy's toy!

"Why are you crying," he asked and tilted his head. I wanted to tell  that it was because he had just literally crushed my penis. Which was a good part of it, but it was also this growing disparity inside me. Of corse, I knew I was going to loose this battle, but I guess a part of me hoped that by making such a fuss he'd change his mind. Realize that I'm not fucking worth the effort and send me back to the basement, but for whatever reason he actually seemed to love me. In his own very fucked up way.

"Don't cry Ty," he wiped my tear away with his rough thumb and brought to his mouth to lick it. I shivered feeling oddly revolted by the act.

"It's gonna be okay, you'll be happier with me," he whispered before bending down to my bruised pulsing dick."What are you," I tried to ask but stopped short as he took my soft member into his mouth.

"Mh," I moaned as it twitched in pain as he sucked his cheeks in like a vacuum around it. Fuck, this hurts. Even with the pain though my dick turned hard, which only intensified the pain. I bucked awkwardly, ignoring my leg as it cried out in protest. Alpha Xavier showed no mercy, and just continued to suck as an unusual pressure built up inside me. An overwhelming painful delight fluttered through my stomach as I moaned and cried.

"Stop," I begged trying to push him off as I felt something start to leak out, "please stop!"

He didn't listen just continued to bob his head as I desperately tried to hold it in. The pain skyrocketed though, to the point that my vision clouded with fuzzy black spots. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Seriously," I tried one more time to get him off, when it happened. I burst, spasms shot up and down my body as the pressure squirted out in a warm stick liquid. Alpha pulled back, white stuff dripping from his mouth, and he quickly lowered down to my lips again shoving the bitter shit in my mouth.  I gagged, and coughed , and shoved at him, but he was like a brick wall.

I only got the slightest warning, as he finger brushed my hole, before being shoved harshly in. I squealed into his mouth arching away from it, despite my poor leg. He kept with me wiggling it in and shoving another in. Fuck. My dick hardened again, and I wanted to cry as my sore member pulsed painfully. What the hell?

"Almost," he moaned finally breaking the kiss. I quickly turned my head spitting the cum out. Gross, gross, gross. I wanted to throw up. I even forced myself to dry heave trying to spit out any that I swallowed, but nothing came, and it only made me clench down on his wondering fingers.

"Aaah," I screamed as the fucker went ahead and just shoved his whole god damn hand in there, painfully spreading me open. He jerked me back and forth a couple times before ripping out. I didn't have anytime to relax, as his huge dick quickly went in.

"Mmmh," I squealed as I was stretched out even more over him. He roughly shoved into me, jolting my whole body as he scraped against my cast. I just cried, unable to really feel anything besides him painfully shoving in and out. My whole body was crying out in pain, and burning with a weird desire for more. I couldn't understand it. This hurt. This wasn't my choice, so why? Why did my body enjoy it so much?

"It's okay," Alpha Xavier told me, as he awkwardly bent back over still lodged inside of me, "it's natural. You needed this, that's why you're body is reacting. You'll see. You'll be much better off as my little omega."

I sobbed. Full on gut wrenching cries, that only made it hurt worse. Because deep down I knew he was right. I did need this, and I would be better of this way. And that knowledge hurt worse then my body did at the moment. It was a constant pain that just festered inside me, whispering to me that I would be better off dead. Because death meant escape. Meant not living as another's toy. Why wasn't I just dead? Why was I even born to begin with, if this was my fate?

My existential crises got cut short. Sharp teeth tore through my neck with an unbelievable force. I didn't even have time to register the pain, before my body just shut down.

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"Well it must be nice to finally be getting this off," April, the pack doctor said, as she was carefully cutting through my cast. I nodded weakly at her, feeling completely exhausted. It's been about a week since the alpha had claimed me, and since then I've been locked in his room. He hadn't fucked me again, but he made me do other stuff. Now that I was getting the cats off, I knew he was going to bend me over and pound me into oblivion.

I guess I should consider myself lucky. I was actually suppose to have the cast removed a couple days after he mated me. However, when April checked on it, she discovers that apparently his rough treatment of me had torn the joint again, and set my healing back. I guess it was lucky, as I got an extra week.

Honestly, I was surprised he still didn't try to fuck me, but it was properly uncomfortable, sine he couldn't move my leg away.

"You're a lot quieter then usual," she committed. I again nodded. I had decided to go on a silent strike. I wasn't even sure what I was trying to accomplish with it, but I didn't want to give Xavier that satisfaction of hearing my voice. If he wanted to treat me like some sex toy, then fine, that's what I'd be.

April just sighed, as she finally pulled the cast of my now pale white thin leg. I scrunched my nose in detest for my limb. It looked like it belonged on a zombie. April didn't seem to mind, as she carefully inspected my knee which looked a fatter compared to the rest of my leg. She bent it up and down, and I tried not to cry as a stabbing sensation arose in my knee.

"Does it still hurt," she asked. I nodded.

"Okay," she sighed, as she pulled it straight and started to bandage it, "it's still healing, and adjusting to the bolts we had to put in. You should avoid shifting for another couple of weeks. And don't worry, the bolts will not hinder you're wolf in anyway. For now just take off the wrap when you shower and put it back on as soon as your done. Need me to show you how?"

I shook my head no.

"Okay, when it no longer hurts to bend go ahead and take it off."

I nodded, and she gave me a smile before handing me a cane, "use this to help you walk."

I frowned but took the wretched thing from before awkwardly hobbling out. I prayed to the Goddess,I didn't see Charlie out here, as I could only imagine the sting of jokes the girl would make. Though, I did miss her, and was painfully aware that our last real conversation was a fight. I sighed. Maybe it was better to end things like that. If she's pissed at me, she probably won't miss me as much.

I was slowly making my way back to the Alpha's room, when suddenly the back of my collar was yanked back choking me. I lost my balance and smashed onto my still sore ass with a cry. What the actual fuck? I was ready to scream at the person, regardless of my silent strike or my punishment, when a familiar scent of dust and bleach wafted up my nose. The scent most Omega's here carried from all the cleaning we had to do. I looked back, and was met with a pair of hard blue eyes that glowed like angry uncut sapphires as Charlie glared down at me. She was pissed, and I wanted to apologize, but before I even realized it tears were streaming from my eyes like Alice in wonderland when she flooded the room.

"Charlie," I cried, reaching up to her acting on nothing more than a primal desire to be comforted by somebody I could trust. My wolf was whimpering pathetically as he wagged his whole butt at her, clearly as glad to see her as me.

"Ty," she instantly softened, as she took in my form. I'm sure it wasn't pretty. My good legs and my arms were covered in purple and black handprints, my neck was wrapped up in bandages, that had little blotches of bloodstains leaking trough out. I wasn't able to shower, so my hair was tangled and greasy, and fell limply around me. And I was actually crying, something I tried my best to never do.

"What happened," she whispered gently as she responded to my gesture by bending down and taking me into her soft body. I sniffled burring myself into her, reveling in the comfort she provided. Her sent soothed the rising disgust and self disappointment that had been bubbling inside me. Her skinny arms wrapped tightly around me chased away the empty loneliness that had been sucking me in since the alpha claimed me.

"Were you claimed," she asked. I just nodded against her shoulder.

"By who?"

"Alpha," I cried out as I hugged onto her even tighter. I missed her so much.

"Fuck," she cursed as she gently pulled me back. Her blue eyes now furrowed with worry as she scanned me up and down, " that's not good."

I shook my head and found myself actually chuckling at her statement. She made it sound like I had just stepped in dog shot before going to an important meeting, not raped by a wolf twice my size, who could do whatever he pleased with me for the rest of my miserable existence.

"Is that why he was all scratched up a couple days ago," she quirked her brows at me as her eyes widened with the realization.

I nodded.

"That's my boy," Charlie praises as he gave me a smile and rubbed my gross hair, "never one to go down without a fight."

I shrugged as I pulled her hand into my own, frowning as I felt how rough they were. I examined all the little cuts and scabs covering them. They were so un girly, and I hated it. Charlie deserves to have pretty hands.

"I'm sorry," I told her, "I'm sorry I can't stay with you anymore."

"Don't be," she told me, "I'm sleeping so much better now that I get the bed to myself. You're a real blanket hog, you know that?"

"I am" I snorted as I smiled back at her, glad to see that our previous fight had been forgotten. Though I knew it was just because she felt bad about my new situation, I didn't mind, "you wrap yourself in it like a fucking burrito."

"It's a tactic to keep you from stealing," she shrugged as she stood up before helping me to my feet, and handing me my cane back.

"Where you going with that," she asked, "out to scream at kids to get off your lawn?"

"Haha," I laughed sarcastically at her, "aren't you hilarious."

"Only for you babe," she winked at me.

"You make me feel so special," I said, "if only you weren't uglier than a donkey's ass, we might have made a great couple."

"Please," she rolled her eyes, "I'm a ten. You need glasses too, old man?"

"Oh please," it was my turn to roll my eyes, "you're a ten, if the scale went to like a thousand."

"You're an asshole," she told with a laugh, before going serious, "look, I'd love to talk more, but I have to get my chores done."

I frowned but nodded, understanding that it wasn't really an option for her. She frowned back, regret dancing clearly on her face as she pouted at me.

"I'm sorry," she cried pulling me back into her for another hug, "I'm so sorry!"

I could feel slight dampness on my shoulder, and her body shaking slightly against mine. I just pulled her in closer, rubbing her back soothingly as I tried to recall the last time we held each other like this. It had been years ago, when we were still kids. It was the first time someone had forced themself onto Charlie, and she had cried so hard I was sure that her heart was just going to explode for the force of her giant sobs.

Thankfully, that didn't happen to her anymore. She could now get pregnant, and any wolf that got an unclaimed omega pregnant would have to face the alpha. I being a male omega didn't have that luxury. Male omega's could reproduce, but only after we completed the mating process with another wolf. Because of that, we were fair game to the pack, even as our bodies matured.

"It's fine," I whispered to her gently, just like I did all those years ago, "everything's fine. I love you."

"I love you too," she whispered back before pulling back and whipping her eyes."Sorry," she told me.

"Don't worry about it," I brushed off, "I'll see you when ever I can."

It was a promise I wouldn't be able to keep, and we both knew it, but to say goodbye was much to painful. How could I possible just leave the only person that's ever cared for me? The only person I ever cared for? It didn't matter if she was a total pain in the ass sometimes, I hated the idea of life without her.

"Totally," she agreed, "and I'll do the same, so don't kill yourself."

"I'll try not to," I said. She nodded once, before slowly walking away.