Rare

11th part

Yoongi didn't know when or how he had fallen asleep in the cramped and freezing cold cage he was in. Looking out into the darkness in front of him, he wondered if he had fallen asleep at all or if he had simply spaced out. The one thing he did know though, was that when he opened his eyes, the car had stopped moving and muffled voices could be heard from outside.

He felt his already stiff body tense further and he backed away as far into the cage as was possible. Until the metal bars bored into the skin on his back. He knew what was coming, that they were coming, yet he still flinched with the sound of the metal door opening with a crash.  Normally the omega would be happy to see the rays of the sun that was setting behind the forest trees. In this situation though, he should wish he was rather locked away in his room at the omega school, shunned away from the light of nature.

He stared out at the scenery that had been presented to him. If he hadn't been in this situation, he would've called it the scenery of freedom, the world belonging to the outside of the confined concrete walls in the school, the reason why they had escaped that night to begin with. Now though, he only saw his own captivity in it.

This might be the first and last time he got a proper look at the world outside, he realized. Because he had been sold. He cursed internally as the thought dawned on him. He had simply been sold one form of captivity to another. The omega wanted to cry, probably would have if he hadn't felt so drained. Drained of energy, tears and hope.

As hard as he could, he stared at the forest, taking in as much as possible of the world of the free. Staring back at him, were dark trees and dark roads. He could also see the end of a small, dark river. A shallow breath left his lips, everything seemed dark to Yoongi's eyes at that moment, everything except the bright, striking sun, shining lowly on the horizon through the forest. This made him  wonder if that meant anything. If it was nature's way of saying that this was the end of the road for him. Yoongi tried his best to focus on the scenery, but into the white sun rays, in front of the dark forest, small river and rocky ground, came a black dressed silhouette as its owner stepped into the trunk.

The omega couldn't help the harsh shivers that overtook his beyond exhausted body. He felt himself clench his teeth hard in his mouth. If he didn't, he knew they would hear them clatter, he knew they would hear the loud, rapid breaths that he tried his best to calm down.  He didn't want to appear as weak, he wasn't weak, but the stupid cold air made him tremble. His instincts to flee and hide were kicking in more than ever before. He didn't want to appear weak to these stupid alphas, but he couldn't help it; He was in a cage, with nowhere to escape where they wouldn't see him  and wouldn't be able to forcibly take him away from.

Yoongi gulped hardly as he heard a pair of keys rattling. The light prevented him from seeing the man properly, but he knew the hunched frame in front of him was an alpha. The overpowering scent of sage mixed with dominant pheromones made it almost too easy to detect. Well, it wasn't like they were trying to hide it anyway.

All of a sudden a giant leather-gloved hand reached out and grabbed Yoongi's forearm. He would never forgive himself for the loud whimper that left his lips at the bruising grip.

The big hand was connected to an even bigger arm and Yoongi's exhausted body had very little resistance to give when another hand grabbed onto him as well and dragged him out of the cage and into the light.

It was first when he felt his legs hit the ground that he tried to fight the gripping hands off him. He didn't want them there, wanted them to be gone. What right did they have to hold on to him like that anyway? He didn't want them to. That's why he felt the dirt of the path they were on hit his bare feet, he pulled himself harsly out of the grip and without looking back, he ran. As fast as his bare feet could carry him.