Stray kids BXB

12. Bear trap / felix centirc

Warnings : blood, injury, (ngl it's quite graphic), hurt/comfort, O/A/B dynamic, abuse (both physical and mental)

Summary: after fleeing from his family Felix finds himself stuck in the middle of the woods, a certain handsome alpha happens to be patrolling the area.

(Mostly I.N x Felix)
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Escape

Escape

Escape

I need to escape.

Body bruised and covered in an array of coloured splotches, from minor to major forms of wounds decorating his skin.

His mind set on getting away, running as far as he could so they wouldn't find him.

...

*CLAMP-SNAP*

The sound of metal rubbing against metal was quick, the two halves of the trap closing in tightly around his already injured ankle.

With a pained shriek his body collapsed to the ground, crying out in pain when the fall only pushed the rusted teeth in deeper.

It had been years since he transformed into his wolf form, appearing very much human to the average eye. His scent growing sour as his emotions went haywire.

The feeling of blood trickling down his aching leg, splotching the snow around him in dark red.

Instead of working to free himself from the unbearable trap he simply laid there, body twisted at an odd uncomfortable angle to accommodate his trapped position. His tears felt cold against his cheek, staring hazily up at the cloudy sky.

What In the world had he done to deserve this.

With time to spare, no where to run, no one to talk to, his mind began to wander.

He was made to be an omega, the thought of his turning ceremony was nothing more than a nightmare, invading his mind, reminding him constantly of that dreaded night. His younge clueless self was ecstatic to welcome his wolf counterpart, happy to transform into his wolf side and run around.

His family however..... his pack.... His friends.... We're not so excepting. Being a young, smaller boy at the time only showed more weakness to the harsh words and abuse he had yet to receive.

His pack followed traditional methods and dynamics, with only female omegas left at home to care for the young, the males expected to be strong both physically and mentally, hunting and providing for their families. Being the first male omega was a curse, not a blessing in their eyes.

He was hurt and tormented for years, beaten until he understood his place in the world, what he was good for, and everything he wasn't.

And of course the last ounce of courage he had to stand up for himself, resulted in the harshest beating he had ever received, helplessly thrown into what felt like the lions den, left to cower helplessly as the alphas put him into order, abusing and harming him for hours, whipping his back whilst tied to a post, continuing until he fell unconscious, left alone to spend the night in the cold.

It was then he decided to leave, waking up to find himself alone in the middle of their territory, he didn't belong there, he'd rather flee from a pack that didn't want him there, better off dead or left on the brink of survival in the woods.

And that's just what he did.

It was pitiful, building up all that courage to run from his abusive life, only to get trapped in place with no way of running, again.