By the time I left the rundown motel it seemed to be breaking dawn, I was making good progress. I glanced around the front of the castle gates, there was plenty people already up around here exiting and entering the gates. Getting through the gates was easy enough but entering the castle itself was another story, guards were posted at every entrance, only alphas and other higher beings allowed inside without permission. These circumstances were posing to be a challenge but I've never backed down from one before. All I needed was an opening, something, anything. I found myself sniffing the air smelling the distressed scents of some omegas, turning my head to see them chained up together hopping out of a large metal carriage. Bingo. I knew what they were and I sympathized, they were the only people who could have survived from a pack war, only to become sex slaves and trophies for the winners. I made my way over to them silently watching as the three beta men, the lackies, and one alpha, the leader, counted them off. Ripping my clothes a bit and ruffling my hair using dirt to give it that realistic feel, the omegas that were out of the carriage stared back at me horrified and beyond confused, I get it, placing my finger on my lips to keep them quiet and waited till the slave traders were looking away and stumbled into the carriage, they turned my way to check out the noise and I fled back out running as 'fast' as I could. They followed chase without a second thought."After him! He's escaped! Grab him!" The alpha bellowed out to anyone that could hear him. I tripped over nothing and fell panting and whimpering. One of the betas quickly lifted me up by my neck and looked me over.
"Ugh! Let me go please!" I sobbed loudly. The beta only narrowed his green eyes at me.
"Well? What are you doing? Bring him back over here!" The alpha shouted at him and the beta listened.
"Sir, how many did you say we had again?" The beta questioned as he chained me up to the others, they wanted answers and I wasn't going to give them any. Sorry not really sorry.
"Fifteen why?"
"This one's an extra." I glared at him.
"Then if I'm an extra leave me! You never have to see me again-" a cold hard hand collided with my face, causing me to shut up with a whimper. Uh ouch.
"Don't you dare speak without being called to speak." The alpha stepped closer a counted again. "How is this possible?" The other betas only shrugged. He sighed loudly and gripped my chin rotating my face lightly inspecting me. "For now we keep him. If we don't sell him we'll just kill him." His words calm and ever so threatening. I wasn't worried not when I was so close to saving my family. Once everything was in order with them we started off inside one by one. None as eager as me.
Inside the castle it was everything you could have imagined, white marble walls, large red carpets draped over the floors, and large windows covered with thick brown drapes with pillars that reach the ceiling and chandeliers sparkling gold. I would almost be in awe if this wasn't the place omegas get no freedom or rights and the place they kept my parents was right underneath.
"Alright, get them to the showers and wash them also get rid of their clothes and replace them." The alpha spoke up as we all lined up against the wall being pushed forward down the halls on the left entering a staircase leading down. This was definitely promising. Once we turned into a room the stair kept heading downward lit by faint fires. I made a mental note of the staircase and entered the bath room, it was a large indoor pool space with warmed water automatically available threw some levers, the people weren't allow running water hell we didn't even know what it was. The room was already slightly occupied by the servants and other slaves of the house. One of the beta men from before quickly unchained us and pushed us into the showers one by one.
"Be quick about it! You have 10 mins! No more no less." He hissed at us from the entrance and we obeyed quickly scrubbing and rinsing ourselves. The warm waters feeling like heaven on my skin, I sink lower into the water before I feel movements of the water ripple around me.
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Last One Standing
WerewolfIn this world it's either fight or die. A world that's dominated by the powerful. If you aren't the strongest you don't matter and are used for the pleasure of the strong. 1. Don't run. We will find you. 2. Don't fight. You will die. 3. Don't talk...