Sotus Short Stories

An Alpha's Revenge Part 5

Arthit

It felt weird to have people dress him. He didn't want that to be done to him. But it seemed like it was the proper thing to be done when you were part of the royal family. 

"Let us at least dress you once Arthit. You've refused all this time but... it's something you might have to do in the future. For your husband..." Beam said to him. 

Despite wanting to say no and feeling embarrassed Arthit forced himself to nod. 

When he'd taken off his clothes in front of all three of them he'd shut his eyes so tightly hoping to shrink away. When the gasps were heard around him his heart trembled in shame and fear. Behind his clothes there were scars. He had a large burn on his back. 

There were marks of a whip. Cuts and burns along his arms and legs his back. Bruises on different healing stages. 

"Arthit... who did this to you? You're parents?" Despite the abuse he endured throughout the years, the yells the kicks, the slaps. At most, his mother had only ever scolded and slapped. His father, kicked him and yelled at him, and called him useless. But this wasn't done by them. He sunk himself in the bathtub wanting to cover himself up completely.  

"Arthit. You have to tell us." Rome whispered. All three Omegas were near tears. It made Arthit's heartache knowing he was the cause of that. But somehow he knew he could confide in them.

"Was it your parents?" Kit questioned. Arthit shook his head.

"Then who? Someone overseas? I heard you were sent away to study." 

"Where would I go?" Arthit thought to himself. The only other place he could think of was Jaturapoom. And his parents hated that Kingdom more than anything else.

"It was Frame." 

"That bastard. I knew he was an asshole but you're his brother." Beam snapped clearly angry

"You can't tell anyone please."

"You have to tell Kongpob," Rome says to him. Still, Arthit shook his head.

"Why not? At least then he'll stop pining over that bastard like some fool who can't tell his ass from his head." Beam says to him.

"He's my brother," Arthit tells them. They're quiet for a moment but they nod. Nothing more is said as they get him ready for the night. Despite the fact that he had a bath that morning; they'd prepared something more this time with even more oils and petals. It made his skin soften and look as though it was glowing despite the scars. Red petal juices were added to his lips and his cheeks were pinched until they had a natural red hue. His hair had a woven crown.

"You look like a fairy. If they existed." Rome spoke with a smile. 

"Chin up, head up." These words felt like a mantra to him. The Queen had tried his best to soothe his nerves. But the reality of the situation was that she needed to be beside her husband as ruler. Kongpob would be at his side and typically someone needed to be at his side to escort him. 

Kongpob had forbidden his family from coming to see him. But deep down he knew that even if they had been asked to come they wouldn't have.

"I thought I said I didn't want him dressed in white." Arthit froze when he saw Kongpob behind him. He had the biggest frown on his face and then he turned to look at the other three Omegas.

"It was this or that Betas clothes that you sent to be made. By the way. Your mother has ordered us to burn those clothes." Beam spoke up. The expression on Konpob's face told him that he was unhappy with what was being said. Still, the man held his tongue, and for that Arthit was grateful.