Chapter 15

Fifteen

OLIVIA

T onight was going to be my first night here, and I was afraid to death.

Sitting on the dirty cushion with my knees pulled up, I stared at the closed door, losing all track of time. I had no idea if it was nine p.m. or midnight. Or if it was morning even. The omegas said they needed to sleep and rest up before the alphas came down here, so I sat here instead.

I didn't want to be caught off-guard by sleeping. That was my worst fear, which was worse than my fear of the dark.

The door opened, and I looked up from the cushion where I was drawing lines in the fabric with my finger. Upon seeing Brett at the door with his crazy eyes, I gulped in fear when I saw that he was holding a chain and a hammer in his hand. He barged into the room and slammed the door shut.

He stared at me, sniffing the air in deeply. Smelling my scent of fear.

"I missed you Button," he said. Then, noticing my look of fear at what he was holding in his hands, he laughed. "Don't worry. This is to lock the door before anyone else gets in here and takes you from me. You're all mine until you're pregnant with my baby."

Then he turned around to hammer in the chain on the wall and the door, chatting away while he worked. I didn't say a word as I listened to his madness. I was hoping his project of setting up the lock would take more time, but he finished it up way too quickly for my liking.

My heart started to beat faster again when he dropped his tools.

And his pants.

I couldn't look at him, and I didn't want to. I turned my face the other way when he climbed onto the cushion with me, kissing my shoulder. While he kissed my breasts and licked my nipples, I started to hear the screams outside my door.

The screams of the other omegas and the charging of alpha footsteps down the basement stairs.

I froze in fear while Brett sucked and kissed my nipples. Hearing their screams reminded me of the horror that awaited me. Being a virgin made it ten times worse since I didn't know what to expect.

"Lay down omega. On your back," he commanded, and I stiffly laid on my back as he licked my center. Over and over, he licked until I started to tremble, responding to his touch. As I stared at the ceiling, I heard knocking at my door, and all feelings of arousal disappeared within me.

"Please stop," I begged, trying to move away from his face.

"What did I tell you about telling me to stop? Didn't I tell you I would knot you right away if that happened?"

I breathed faster in fear.

"No, I'm sorry," I said, but he gave me a wide smile, licking his lips and gripping his penis.

"An alpha honors his promise, doesn't he? Like Henry said."

The voices outside my door sounded louder as a horde of alphas trying to break in. "You have to share, man!"

"Fuck you," shouted Brett while pushing himself inside me. I screamed as I felt the sharp pain of losing my virginity. I shut my eyes tight, tears in my eyes, wishing this wasn't real.

This was just a nightmare. A fucking nightmare, that's all.

But I couldn't block out the sounds of his grunts, the screams of the omegas, and the sound of the door breaking. With my eyes still closed, I felt the other alphas touching my body, heavy breaths on my neck. I tried not to breathe in their stench as they leered around me.

"Get off her!" shouted Ian's voice, and my eyes snapped open.

"Too late, I'm knotted inside her," grunted Brett, who was sweating and lying on top of me. I looked at Ian and Evan, who were flinging punches at the rest of the alphas in the room. I didn't even know how many there were.

I tried to wiggle away from Brett, but his penis had enlarged within me, trapping me to him. Chills went down my body in a panic.

This wasn't real. It couldn't be real.

It hurts.

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.

"Come and eat breakfast with us," she said. I shook my head silently, wiping my nose with the edge of my shirt. I didn't feel like going to the shared bathroom out there yet or eating the moldy food. "Staying holed up in here all day is not going to help, trust me."

"I just need to process everything," I said, my voice thick from crying and from sleep. "I feel like a piece of trash right now."

"That's exactly how I feel every night," said Krissy. "But you can't let them take your soul. They took your body but not your soul, Olivia."

I thought about that for a moment. But I also couldn't bring myself to muster up the strength to move.

"Maybe I just need more sleep."

"I always felt like sleeping forever was the answer. I never want to wake up the next day," she said. "But this is your new reality."'

"Are you serious?"

It had finally hit me that I was here. And that I was here to stay as the permanent playmate for the alphas until the day I died.

"I'm serious, Olivia. And the only way you can survive is if you can take care of your soul even if they take your body as theirs," said Krissy, holding out her hand. "Now come eat with us, okay? This will be the best part of your day. Talking with everyone about other things will help."

And with that, I followed her out of my room to start my new life that I never asked for.