Fae's Pov:
I was kneeling in a puddle. It smelled like piss that had sat in one place for days. In fact, I knew this to be the case, as it was my own, and I hadn't been able to move from this spot for longer than I could remember. I felt sick, itchy, cold, hungry and tired. I had begged for at least a full day to be set free. My voice was nearly gone and my throat was raw but no relief was ever given. My arms were chained behind my back and the chains dug into my naked skin, leaving deep marks that ached.
Suddenly, the mind numbing silence was interrupted. I felt my heart begin to race as footsteps echoed in the nearly empty room. I flinched, violently, when I felt a heavy hand grip my small shoulder. I was unable to see his face, due to the blindfold I'd been made to wear, but it hardly mattered. I didn't even know if it was day or night or for how many days I'd been here and all I wanted was to be back at home, safe with Ms. Luna.
I'd just become an adult, according to the laws of our kind, and I knew that meant something new would be happening to me, although I didn't quite understand what it was. At least not yet. My old caretaker had never explained what happened when pups became full grown wolves. She'd never prepared me for the idea that another person would see me naked and make me do things that felt uncomfortable and unnatural. She had never fully explained that being an omega meant that alpha's and beta's could embarrass and touch me in ways that I didn't understand... for although I was, technically, an adult now, my mind was still so young and naive.
It was difficult for me to comprehend and connect many things growing up, most of them to do with scenting and hormones and pheromones. I struggled daily because of my disability and, in the end, Ms. Luna had only taught me how to survive. She hadn't taught me that my position as an omega was one of ultimate submission. Especially when it came to the sexual desires of my higher ups, for I had never been made to submit to her even though she was a beta.
That's what Master Owen was for and he was good at it.
He reviled in waking up boys, like me, to the harsh reality of what it truly meant to be an omega. Submissive, helpless, fragile, quiet, weak, owned: that's what it meant to be the lowest class of the pack. Life didn't reward omega's unless they were good. Master Owen drilled that lesson into my head and a year later, by Master Frank, re-enforced his teachings.
Unfortunately, that first lesson was the hardest to learn and I could almost taste my own dread as the disembodied hand groped along my small, virginal form, causing a blush and chills to cover my body. I felt hot and uncomfortable and I was afraid of what would happen now that my new Master had come for me. A maniacal laugh filled the stale air as large, rough fingers poked right at my hole, causing me to whimper in fear as I was unable to move away from their reach. I felt a tear slip from my eye as that finger intruded further, causing me slight pain, but I never complained. I thought that if I was quiet and well behaved, he might get tired of me.
"Save your tears omega," Master Owen laughed as he forced his dry finger deeper into my small, tight, innocent hole. "If you don't, you'll probably dehydrate yourself before all this is over. So you see, it's really up to you if you pass out or not, isn't it, my pet?"
"Y-yes, Master," I whimpered, hurt that I was being called a pet, as if I were only an animal and not fully human.
I didn't know why he called me that. I still did not understanding what the man was going to do to me or why his fingers needed to be inside my untouched hole. The unknown was causing me to panic.
"How many times have I told you to keep your feelings in check?" Master Owen roared in anger.
I flinched, realizing that I'd let my scent escape my wolf again, despite my efforts to control my disability.
"I'm trying! Can't you see that?!" I begged peevishly and Master Owen sensed my disrespect.
Before I'd even realized what was happening, the sound of Master's harsh slap across my face was reverberating against my skull, making all my senses fuzzy before reality turned black.
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I woke up suddenly as the sound of thunder cracked and lighting illuminated the small bedroom I was in. My breath caught in my throat as I shook from my nightmare and my skin was covered in sweat. Most nights were like this. Most nights I would disappear, back into the nightmare my life had been before Frank had stolen me from his brother. Yes, most nights, for all of my adult life, I struggled with nightmares over the evening my former Master had taken everything from me. However, I hadn't had the nightmare the night before, when I'd been in the same room as Cain.
Curious.
My shivering overcame me as I frantically tossed in the bed, looking for Alpha, trying my hardest to smell the air for him but knowing it would be in vain. I was still broken. I closed my eyes, trying to become calm, and forced myself to remember the evening before; flinching every time I heard a roll of thunder. My breathing slowed down slightly as I remembered watching the princess movie with Cain but I then realized I could not recall how the movie ended.
I thought hard for several minutes and eventually surmised that I'd probably fallen asleep in Cain's arms, blushing at the thought. It normally took me hours to sleep. I usually forced myself to wait until I was sure everyone in Master Frank's home was quiet before I dared drift off, as I'd been experimented with too many times for falling asleep too early.
I rolled over on the mattress, pushing my nose into sheets and pillow cases, trying my best to find any trace of Cain that could comfort me in his big, lonely bed. I felt frustrated tears well up in my eyes when I could find nothing. Then, I remembered he'd changed his sheets before dinner and my breathing became much too fast, as panic slowly began to take over once more. I needed Alpha! I didn't understand why but I knew I needed to be close to him and I wasn't sure where he was. It was so unsettling to fall asleep in his arms only to wake up completely alone. I hated it.
"Alpha?" I sniffed quietly, begging the darkness to produce Cain.
I felt something in my stomach clench tightly, before a fresh wisp of Cain's scent entered my flared nostrils. Shocked, I quickly pushed myself out of Cain's bed, stumbling a little as my feet touched ground, before getting on all fours. I crawled across the floor with my nose to the ground, following the light scent I'd detected. I opened the bedroom door and crawled like that until I was in Cain's living room, where the scent was strongest. I jumped at the sound of a growl but managed to calm myself once I realized I'd only heard the alpha's snores.
Relieved that I'd finally found him, I began to crawl forward, only to stop myself before I'd reached him, much to my wolf's disapproval. I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't want to wake the alpha but something deep inside me needed to be near him. I wanted him to hold me, like he had during the movie. I'd never felt safer than I had last night and I needed to feel safe again.
I bit my lower lip hard, using the pain in an effort to control all the emotion I was probably putting out into the night air, as I was worried my scent might wake the sleeping man. All the while, my wolf begged, pleaded and whined before it finally howled at me to join the still form on the couch but I couldn't let myself give in. I really didn't want to wake him and make the alpha angry with me for leaving his bed, when I felt sure that leaving it was sure to make him unhappy. Instead, I crawled over, as close as I dared, so that I was laying on the rug he'd put in front of his couch. I curled myself into a tight ball after laying down, trying my best to get some actual sleep.
I would just have to make sure I woke up before Cain, so I could sneak back into his room in the early morning, I thought to myself drowsily.
*******
"Fae... Fae? Wake up little wolf."
Cain's voice was soft and gentle and I could feel his hands running through my messy hair as my eyelids fluttered open. Disorienting sunlight streamed over my face from beneath the couch, burning my eyes with its brightness. I leaned into his touch for a moment, only to flinch back as I realized my mistake. I quickly rolled over so that I was kneeling before him and then bared my neck submissively.
"Am I to be punished Alpha?" I asked, feeling guilty for being caught sleeping on the floor when I'd been put in Cain's soft bed. I knew sleeping in it had been an order and I felt so stupid for allowing myself to get caught disobeying again.
I felt Cain's gentle hands on me once more as he pet the top of my head and my body relaxed beneath his touch.
