Page 31 of Freed By The Pack


Font Size:  

But it was real.

“You’re going to prison, Ian,” said one of the alpha guards who jumped into the fray, dragging Ian off of another alpha and placing handcuffs on him. They did the same to Evan and marched them both from the room. Ian gave me one last despairing look, and I couldn’t even muster a smile. I focused on them instead of the painful knotting that was happening inside me.

I was alone again with Brett. In the nightmare I was in.

“Those alphas aren’t happy your boyfriends beat them up,” Brett said while kissing my neck. “They’ll be back to knot you next.”

“It’s not my fault,” I whimpered, looking away from him but with tears streaming down my face.

“Now they think you’re a valuable omega,” said Brett.

“When is your knot going to release me?” I gritted out, trying to push his sweaty chest away from mine. I never thought my first knot would be an act of force and not love.

“A while,” said Brett. “Don’t you like it?”

“No,” I said, my pussy painfully stretched around him. But the fullness within me from the knot felt like something I never felt before. It was foreign and strange but not unpleasant the longer it stayed inside me.

But I needed to block him out again.

“It’s because it’s your first time,” said Brett. “The next time it happens, it will be more pleasurable. Your instinct is to be knotted repeatedly for the alphas. We own your body.”

I was done talking to him as I looked off to the side, trying to block him out. I thought about my old life and how I wished I could go back to the mundane, boringness of it. I missed my family and friends more desperately at this moment than any other. Ian and Evan had come to save me, but now I lost all hope with that. They were taken, and now I had no one who knew where I was.

When Brett’s knot released me, he got up without a word and put on his pants.

“You look nice dripping for me,” he said with a smirk, and I quickly slammed my legs together.

He wouldn’t get the privilege of staring at me after taking me against my will. He left the room, and I looked at the broken door, which I couldn’t close for privacy anymore.

I could still hear the omegas out there gasping, yelling, or crying while the alphas ravaged them. I quickly sat up before the other alphas knew Brett was done with me, and I ran to the darkest corner of my room, huddling with my knees pulled to my chest in the hopes that they wouldn’t see me.

I took long, deep breaths to calm my shallow, panicked breathing. But I couldn’t calm down no matter what.

I felt violated and used. Worthless even.

Not realizing that my tears were flowing freely down, I cried as I sat on the concrete floor. I cried silently in the corner for long minutes until it felt like hours. I imagined my mother hugging me, telling me it was going to be alright. Her soft voice in my ear and my dads surrounding me, protecting me from everything.

“You are the glue who made our pack stronger,” my mom, Jade, once said to me during my birthday. “I’ll never forget the day you were born on the yacht while I celebrated with your fathers.”

“How come, Mom?”

“The moment you were born was the best day of my entire life,” she said, smiling. “You are everything to me, and if anything happened to you…”

“Don’t say that, Mom. Nothing will happen.”

She smiled sadly like she knew omegas were doomed from the beginning. “Let’s pray nothing will happen. You are right, my baby.”

I sobbed even harder, trying to wipe my tears away at the memory. My family felt like a ball of light in the darkness I felt in here. And only the memories of them would help me keep my sanity.

The next day, I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep in the corner of the room.

My neck ached as I lifted my head off the cold floor, and my body was stiff with cold. My legs felt like noodles as I slowly stood up and walked to the cushion after not hearing any more screams outside.It must be morning, I thought.

I lay in the middle of the cushion, ignoring the wet stain underneath my thigh. I was too cold and tired to think straight. The ache between my legs hurt as I remembered Brett’s evil look after finishing with me like I was nothing. His look of utter contempt upon seeing me cry.

He didn’t give a fuck about me at all, and I never felt so low.

I heard light footsteps come into the room, and I opened my eyes halfway, seeing Krissy sitting at the edge of my cushion.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like