Alpha King and I

Chapter 33: Undone

I tried to pull the chains but instead, I fell to my knees, the pressure worse and chains tighter with each passing moment. I scream in my head as loud as I can and attempt to lunge out from the bindings, scare off the teeth and hands now clawing past my skin. My throat has disappeared though in my conscious and the sound comes off as simply a distant echo far away from here.

It's then I notice it. That far away feeling. The teeth rip into my stomach and I feel my actual body start to bleed. The leather doing nothing to contain it in reality, while in my subconscious it is left to ripped peices. How is it able to attack my real body? What is going on?! Its teeth make their way to my wrist and bite with all of their might, I can feel my hand break and tear out there just as in here as well. The chains surprsingly provided some protection to the actual wrist. Shining like a diamond reflecting in the light, as they continued to press tighter with each attempt at escaping I try.

I'm going to die like this if I don't get out!

I hold in my breath like I do for nightmares, seeing if that will force me out. But as I try to do this the hands start pulling at my face, forcing the breathes in. The weight is getting heavier, but I know I can't die like this.

With all of the force I have, I try to force my body to move away. Any part and all parts. The chains start breaking past my skin but I don't care anymore. I'm used to the pain by now. As if I'd been in this type of pain for a thousand years , that's how it felt, as my will overtook it.

I won't die like this!

One more distant scream escapes me and suddenly the weight is lifted everywhere but my shoulders. I jerk my whole body up, using my hips and back as a sort of swing force, to ensure movement. My arms lunge out finally hitting some of the hands.

'Goodbye.'

I swing at them with my full hand like a ravenous animal. Clawing at anything and everything.

'Goodbye.' They fall to the ground and disappear into the shadows, but the teeth still lunge at me, unaffected by my swings. The chains grow tighter. I can feel myself suffocating. So I swing again, then switch my grip to the chain around my neck. It's burning my fingers, but still I try to pull it off. To break it.

Crack! The teeth lunge out at me once more, but this time directly for my chest. Claws come out from the shadows aiming straight for my heart. I ignore it and just keep pulling, knowing there's nothing I can do to stop it. I've already tried; it's immune to me.

It's claws cut right into the center of my chest. It hurts more than anything I've ever felt in my life. I feel it happen on the outside too. The chains still won't budge even though my hands are burned beyond recognition from pulling. I scream once more in another pathetic attempt to wake up.

"Selese stop."

The weight on my shoulders increases.

"Stop."

Suddenly my blood feels on fire, then my eyes, my spine, and the spot where the claws have cut inside me. The claws dissipate and the teeth fall back as my whole being is visibly on fire.

I open my eyes.

I'm face to face with Cadeth. He's breathing heavy. There's blood all over him. Mine or his. I don't know. His aura is flashing in that beautiful grey tint from before, but surrounded in soft yellow and white instead of the green. It would have messed up my vision, if blood hadn't already just dripped into my eye. His hand which was resting on my shoulder, now moves to that eye as he rubs the blood away.

Another loud breath releases from his lips. Suddenly he collapses over me slightly, just barely able to stop himself by bracing against the tree. I try to help him down to sit next to me, but he's far heavier than expected and won't budge.

"I wasn't able to heal you enough, don't push yourself anymore." He's growling each word. Sounding far more angry than he looks. I turn my gaze away, in the moment unable to handle the tone. I was too tired. Too in pain. Too ashamed.

"How did you find me Cadeth?" I question.

He pulls out the dagger, and drops it beside us. It's glowing black. '森林' is sprawled across it. It's written in a similar style to the words on the children's book from before. I try to read it, but it just looks like lines to me.

"This."

"The blade can do this?"

"If you're in serious danger, yes."

"I think we need to have another talk."

"I agree," he sighs, "why are you trying to shift?" The shame melted over me more. I could feel my face warming up. I looked down further away from his gaze. As my eyes move I can see the clothes that was once attached to his upper body have been torn to shreds. His muscled chest is covered in scars that are slowly disappearing.

"How did you know that's what I was doing?" My eyes glance down at myself as I ask. It's then I notice my dress has been hitched up to just below my chest. My stomach looks completely healed, with blood wiped off, leaving just minimal staining. I move my hand to checking my chest, I feel a deep scar, but it's healed too. As fast as I can I pull my dress down to cover myself. I gaze back up at him, but he's looking away now. A small bead of sweat drips from his forehead. His arms are shaking slightly. He's definitely hurt.

I can't take the shame anymore. It takes just a gentle pull; he falls on top of me completely. His chest pressed against my face, his legs kneeling at my sides. Cadeth's hands move over to holding my cheeks gently. He whispers a soft 'thank you'. It all causes me to almost forget that we were conversating.

But he speaks again, "You shouldn't be trying to shift Selese." I move my arms more comfortably around his back. Attempting to help by lightly massaging agianst the lower part of his spine. The spot where stress is held. His chest rumbles as he lightly chuckles. How can he be chuckling right now? I finally answer.

"I honestly don't care if I shouldn't Cadeth, but I can't anyways. Even though Omegas are supposed to be able to..."

In other words, I'm a failure.

I try to hold in the tears begging to come out. Thought after thought reems against me like an angry bull. Negative crippling thoughts that I know I shouldn't let get to me. But in this moment, they do.

Cadeth grabs my hands and brings them down into my lap, getting up as he does so. The scars are almost completely gone. His hair is a mess though. I oddly have the urge to fix it. Yet as I look at each strand of hair going out in whatever direction it wants, I notice how serenly calm his face is. No aura flashed, but I knew what that face meant.

"You're different Selese."

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