The Dark Sided Love Affair

Mrs. Fischbach

~continue of two years ago~

Jack was in his third month of being an honor student at his college. Not that he was bragging or anything, he was just really happy.

It's that one night that got him. He decided to go out with a few of his friends. Have a little fun just for that weekend. You know?

After the omega stumbled his way up the side walk towards his apartment, finding it hard to find the door, he was grabbed from behind.

There was nothing he could do. He was so drunk he couldn't even cry for help.

Jack was forced onto the ground and zip tied so what ever he tried to do wouldn't free him.

Jack, being the drunk Irish omega that he was, couldn't comprehend the fact that he wasn't going home, he was being kidnapped by strangers.

The next day he woke up in a warehouse with six other omegas by the smell of it. Fear and something else flooded his nose, some of it his own.

"Wha-?" Jack shook his bounded hands. He looked around and saw the omegas on their knees with their hands tied to a metal bar above them. He was in the same position.

"Rise and shine sleeping sluts!" Some one called out. A man came into Jack's view. Jack thought he was wearing scent blockers because he didn't smell like anything. He held food and syringes.

Yay food. What the fuck syringes.

He walked by each omega shoving the food into their mouths and as they are eating, stuck their arms with the needle, injecting them with yellow tinted liquid.

When it was Jack's turn he turned his head away from the food.

"Feisty are we?" The man grabbed Jack's jaw forcing it open and shoved the food in so deep he almost choked.

"You better not bite at the needle unless you want to bleed out, whore." The man threatened as he stuck the syringe in the omega's arm.

"Where the fuck am I?" Jack growled, earning a sharp smack to the face.

That's it. He couldn't hold it back anymore.

Jack closed his eyes as his inner omega threw him into the back of his mind.

When Anti opened his eyes he glared up at the stranger.

The man took a step back admiring his work. He patted the cheek underneath Anti's septic eye (see what I did there), almost losing his finger to Anti's teeth.

"So glad you could make it to the party omega," the man chuckled darkly.

Anti yanked hard at the rope that bounded him. He almost snapped it before his body began heating up.

"What the hell did you do to me, you fucking douche," Anti hissed, the unbearable heat coursed through his blood.

"You see," the man began, "it seems your heat is coming early this year." He cocked a smile at the writhing omega.

Heat. This was no ordinary heat though! His usual heats came slowly lasted a couple days. He has never felt so on fire, so fucking needy.

Anti needed water. He panted up at the man eyes full of need and burning hatred.

"Oh omega, I wish I could help you, because you do look so delicious all hot and heavy for me, but alas I can't. Boss will strike me dead."

Boss? Who the fuck is the boss!!?

Anti heard a door slam open but he didn't take his eyes off the man. Not even when three men yanked him up and dragged him as well as the other omegas outside into a large black van.