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Third Person's POV The inside of the pack house matched the outside. It was very uninviting. The place was spotless and looked unlived in.It was oddly quiet, too quiet for a pack house. The maids were easily spotted; they were wearing black-and-white outfits. Xavier and Damien were alarmed when they saw two male Omegas wearing maid dresses, but a moment later, they saw another male Omega wearing black-and-white pants and a shirt.“Are your male Omegas forced to wear those dresses, or is that a choice?” Xavier asked.“Oh no! That's their choice! Those are our fem boys, or in the bedroom, they're called sissies,” Anton said, and Mark chuckled. The Alpha bit at his thumbnail as he looked over his shoulder at the two fem boys and shook his head when he saw one bend over and expose his ass. The sound of Xavier's throat clearing had the Alpha looking forward and smiling at Xavier. “I thought he missed a spot,” Anton said, and Mark snorted. After walking to the other side of the pack ho
Third Person's POV Theo sat on the bed, hugging the pillow and fiddling with it as Xavier paced the room. Damien followed closely behind, desperately trying to talk him down. The words spilled from the Alpha's mouth as he mumbled about choking the idiot, stabbing him in his sleep, slicing his throat, and ripping his heart out. Xavier had every death possible for Anton planned out by the time he was done pacing and just needed to choose which one was the right course of action. “M-maybe he's not as bad as he seemed. I mean, he was much different once he had Ollie in his lap. Maybe he just needed a little push to get there?” Theo said, and Xavier and Damien both stopped and looked at him. The Omega plucked at the pillow harder, and Damien crumbled. He quickly moved toward his Omega and climbed into bed. “I'm sorry! I didn't mean to forget about you. I just didn't want our Alpha to do something he would regret,” Damien said, and Theo immediately shook his head. “No! He has every rig
Third Person's POVXavier, Damien, and Theo spent the week with the twins and their new mates, and at the end of the week, they knew it was time to go. Even though they didn't want to leave their sons, they knew they had to. Neither twin wanted to leave their mate, and their parents couldn't force them—not without starting a war, which would only hurt the twins. “We'll be back next weekend to check on you. I want a call at least once a day,” Xavier said as he held the twins' faces, one cheek in each hand.Xavier looked back at Anton as he spoke.“If I don't hear from my son before I go to sleep I'm showing up and knocking on your door. And I'm not referring to the front gate or the front door of this pack house. I’m referring to YOUR door! There isn't a guard here that can stop the beast inside from getting to his sons, so I don't recommend crossing me!” Xavier said sternly, and his eyes flashed brown, the color of Bear’s eyes.Driving away and leaving their sons in that pack was one
Third Person's POV Leo refused to go to Brandon's room. He didn't want to share a room with someone who accepted Anton's behavior. No amount of begging and pleading from Brandon worked. The Omega returned to the room he spent with his parents the past week. Unfortunately, once he was inside the room and all alone, it was suddenly the last place he wanted to be. It felt suffocating in there; the walls felt like they were closing in on him. He snuggled the pillows his parents slept on, but it was no good. No one was there to hold him. No one was there to tell him everything would be okay. It was empty and quiet—too quiet! When Leo couldn't handle the silence any longer, he opened his door and found Brandon sitting outside, leaning against the wall. The Beta looked up, and Leo's lip trembled. As soon as Brandon opened his arms, Leo flew into them, crashing against the Beta's chest. “Can I take you to my room?” Brandon asked, and Leo nodded against his chest. Brandon collected the Ome
Third Person's POV Ollie sat quietly in a chair while Leo and Brandon argued. If the Omega weren't so sad, he would have laughed at how nervous Brandon looked as Leo laid into him while waving the rules in his face.Brandon dropped his head and let out a breath when his mate turned away from him. Brandon wasn't sure what his brother was thinking. He didn't expect Anton to give Leo almost the same exact set of rules he gave Ollie. The only difference is that he's not asking Leo to call him Daddy, but he expects Brandon to punish him if he falls out of line.“If you don't, I will?... Who the fuck does he think he is?!” Leo yelled, repeating what Anton told Brandon when he saw the expression on his brother's face, letting him know he had no intentions of punishing Leo. Brandon had to restrain his mate to stop him from climbing over the desk to get to his brother. He was shocked at the words that flew out of his mouth. No one had ever talked to his brother like that. He thought he was g
Third Person's POV Maverick was surprised when Coal wanted to play a game of chess on Monday evening. Their game day is normally Wednesdays, and seeing as Maverick was going stir-crazy and about to lose his mind because his other half wouldn't stop crying about his “pretty little angel,” Maverick jumped at the opportunity for a distraction. Before the game even started, Maverick sensed something was wrong. The normal nonchippery Alpha was even less chippery than normal. It was like someone twisted the stick in his ass and bent it sideways. “So, are you going to tell me what's on your mind?” Maverick asked as he sat back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest. Coal blows out a breath as he sits back in his chair and drags his hand down his face. “I'm worried about my brothers.”“Which ones? Your parents popped children out like bunnies! You have a lot of Brothers,” Maverick said and Coal's face scrunched up in disgust. “The twins,” Coal said before reaching up and moving
Third Person's POV Leo wondered what this meeting with Cynthia would be like. He had a bad feeling about it. The way Anton spoke of going to see her sounded like she was going to choose a position for him without asking what he would like to do. He gave his mate and brother one last glance before entering her office. As soon as he laid eyes on her, the bad feeling only intensified. She was older, and there was nothing warm and inviting about her. She didn't even acknowledge him as he approached her desk. She continued reading something on the screen for a few moments before finally pulling her eyes away and looking at him.Her eyes moved up and down his body as if judging who he was based on his appearance. “You're Leo, right?” She asked as she looked back at her computer and clicked the mouse several times. “Yes.”“Hmmm. Are you sexual active?” She asked, and Leo's eyes widened. “Sexual active?”“Yes. Are you sexualy active? Do you like having sex with people?” “W-What? What kin
Third Person's POV Ollie had never been so terrified and humiliated in his life. It all happens so fast. He begged and pleaded, but before he knew it, his mate had him stripped naked and face down on the chair in the middle of the room. The back of the chair had been laid flat, and his chest lay flush against it. His hands were strapped to two bars below his face, and his knees rested on red padding that sat lower and off to each side, making it as if he were kneeling with his legs spread open. He lays completely exposed, with his penis and balls hanging off the table and his cheeks spread open from his position. His whole body lays on display as tears flow from his eyes. His ass cheeks sting and burn. He's not sure how many times Anton hit him with the crop. Ollie's body jerks when he feels several strands of something gliding along his body. It feels much different than the crop. It's surprisingly soothing and feels good. The little strands lightly trailed along his back, neck,
Kyle's POV My cheeks felt hot as I turned to look at Kevin, but I melted when I saw the smile on his face. His hand again touched my face, but this time, instead of watching his fingers, he watched me, as if looking for my reaction to his touch. His touch felt amazing, and I closed my eyes and leaned into it. “I don't know what to think. You kissed me. You took my first kiss, but then said you couldn't do this. I don't want to hurt you, but you're hurting me,” I said once the back door shut behind Lucian as he stepped inside to grab lemonade.I swore I heard Kevin's heart skip a beat when I spoke. I looked up, wanting to look at him to see if I could figure out which part of what I said had caused that. Unfortunately, I couldn't tell. His eyes rapidly moved across my face with a greater look of wonder.“I… Y-you've never kissed anyone before?” He asked, and I felt my cheeks become warm. Of everything I said, that is what he got stuck on and caused that reaction…I looked down and sh
Kyle's POV I could tell my parents wanted to know the extent of my assault but were afraid to ask, and I'm glad they didn't. I don't like to think about it, let alone talk about it. At times, I can still feel their disgusting hands on me, touching in places they shouldn't have. I can feel the rogue between my legs, and it makes my skin crawl. I woke up screaming last night and scared my dad. I hated seeing the sadness in his eyes and the look that told me he knew all too well what I was experiencing, and he did. They wanted me to take the day off, but I didn't want to. Work is therapeutic for me, and I love what I do. I didn't stop by his room this morning to walk into work together like we usually do. I wanted some time alone with my thoughts and hoped to finish some work before he showed up. I know it'll be hard for me to focus on anything but him once he does.I was nose-deep in work when the door opened, and Kevin walked in. I didn't lift my head right away, but when I did, I r
Kyle's POV I woke up to the sound of a TV quietly playing and fingers combing through my hair. Kevin's scent was strong, and I didn't smell the sterile scent of a hospital room any longer. I hummed as I nuzzled against him before opening my eyes to look at my surroundings. His hand moved to my back as I opened my eyes and looked around. When I did, I realized we weren't in the hospital room where I fell asleep; we were in his bedroom at the packhouse.I lifted my head to look at Kevin, and his hand moved to my cheek, caressing it as his eyes swept over my face. “You're finally awake,” He said softly, his eyes landing on mine and causing my heart to flutter before beating faster.I couldn't believe I was in his bedroom, in his bed, and in his arms. I wanted to pinch myself. It had to be a dream! “I-I am… how long have I been asleep?” I was confused. How did we get here? I can feel his broken arm against my back, and I don't feel the cast. When did it come off? Where's the swelling
Kyle's pov “Don't worry, his wolf is strong. He was already healing him by the time the other doctor and I began working on him after the x-rays. He lost a lot of blood, but by the time we were able to get blood into him, he only needed 1 liter. We were able to fix his arm. His wolf is quite impressive. While we were setting the bones, he was trying to heal them. He's in a cast. At the rate his wolf is healing, it should be able to come off tomorrow. He has stitches on both of his sides and his back. His body will probably push them out by tonight as he finishes healing. If there are any stitches remaining when he comes in to have his cast removed, we'll remove those, too. Don't worry; he'll be okay. For the wounds he sustained, he's doing great!” The doctor said before leading the Alpha away to talk to him privately. I didn't waste another second; I raced into the room and had to stop myself from leaping onto the bed with him. My chest tightened when I saw Kevin lying in a hospit
Kyle's POV I sprinted out of the woods; my body still ached, even though most of the external wounds were healed. As soon as I cleared the tree line, I saw Kevin limping toward us. I don't know what it was about seeing him, but everything that happened and almost happened came flooding back, and the emotional toll of it all broke free, hitting me like a ton of bricks. My lip trembled as I struggled to keep my emotions under control, but it was harder than I thought, and tears immediately rolled down my face. I saw the relief on his face, and when he said my name and tried to hobble faster, the dam broke, and I began crying as I ran faster. I was careful not to knock him over, but still collided with him. His good arm immediately wrapped around me, and his head dipped to my neck. His body froze before trembling… He must have smelled them all over me. One of them jacked off and came on me as the others tried to get me hard and rape me.“I'm sorry! I… I couldn't get away. I-I tried to
Third person's POV Kyle cried and squirmed as hands touched him in places no one but someone he loved should. His legs have been spread wide open, exposing his most sensitive places to those disgusting pigs.He cried harder when they touched him between his legs, probing his ass and tugging at his flaccid cock as if they could somehow make it hard.Blood ran from his nose just as fast as tears ran from his eyes. The rogue on top of him was furious that he couldn't get him hard. Pain radiated in his face, and for a brief moment, he couldn't hear or see anything. The more they tried to get him hard and failed, the angrier they became. The angrier they became, the more violent they were.The rogue on top was shoved off, and a new one took his place, determined to fuck the Omega senseless.Unbelievable fear soared through Kyle when the rogue between his legs lined himself at his entrance. Kyle screamed as loud as he could and fought back, giving it everything he had in a futile attempt t
Maverick's POV The blood-curdling screams of Kyle had me dropping everything in an instant and sprinting in his direction as fast as I could. Shade pushed forward and growled when he smelled the stench of rogues. It was ridiculous how large these fields were. I was nearly a mile away, but thankfully, I was fast. I looked to my right when I heard Kevin cry out in agony. With Shade’s hearing, I heard the crunch of what I can only assume was a wolf biting into him and breaking a bone. I knew if I didn't help him, they would rip him apart in no time. There were too many to fight without Shade's help, so he pushed forward further. The scent of smoke was faint. I couldn't tell if any patrols were nearby over the alarming number of rogues. I didn't want to risk anyone seeing the smoke coming from us if Shade came forward too far, so he stayed back far enough that the smoke wouldn't be so strong and visible.My long, razor-sharp claws extend, and I growl as I plow through the group of rogu
Third person's POV Once I had stopped crying, I worked as fast as I could. I wanted to be done so I could go home. I wanted my dad; he always seemed to make me feel better. I plan to tell Kevin there's no need to come back with me. I can handle looking at the samples with Carla and John. I think it's best if we keep our distance. I need some time to get over him, even though nothing has really started yet. I don't know why I fell so hard and so fast, but I did; I couldn't even stop it. Somehow, it just happened. I don't think I could work with Kevin. Being so close to him and knowing he'll never steal those little touches again. Knowing that the kiss that almost happened will never happen. It's too much. It'll be torture to work beside him. I feel excited the closer I get to the woods. The closer I get, means I'm almost done. Taking one sample from the apple trees does no good. That section may not be contaminated. Each section is marked, and we take a sample from the beginning of
Kyle's POV I have a good feeling we'll find what we've been looking for in the meat samples. I was tempted to skip the fields, but I'd rather not miss anything. Besides, collecting fruit and vegetable samples is much nicer than collecting meat samples at the butcher. I wasn't freezing, and it didn't stink. I had the warmth of the sun, a warm breeze, fresh air, and a handsome man beside me as company. “So… have you not found your mate, or did something happen to him?” Kevin asked as he closed the lid on a sample jar. “No. I never found my mate. I don't know if he died when I was younger or if I just never had one,” I said with a shrug of my shoulders. “Hmmm,” He hummed as he wrote the sample name on the tag with a sharpie.His question got me thinking about him. I knew he didn't have a mate, but I didn't know why. I didn't know if he had found one and they died or if he was like me and never found his mate at all. I'm not sure which I would prefer. On one hand, if he had already fo