VEUX

Two

November 18

The house is tiny.

Usually it is as empty as a mansion, but today tough-looking men guard every single window and door with blank expressions.

"Let me fucking out!" Saoirse's voice hurt from screaming for the past hour since she'd woken up. Currently, she was in the middle of the hall, a door at both ends, yet were blocked each by demons that wanted to torture her.

"You will not leave." Oracle says.

Saoirse was facing the back door, screaming at Oracle because he was the most annoying. He was always telling her he was in control of her, that he decided what she would do, when and where. So she screamed at him, because every second longer he kept her inside of this makeshift prison, the more she translated her terrifying fear into raging anger.

"I will fucking kill you!"

Oracle hadn't even flinched from his position at the door. Each window along the house had men standing in similar arrays, with arms behind their back, chins tilted up, and feet shoulder width apart. If Saoirse tried overthrowing one, they would easily disarm her as a threat. Her shoulders were beginning to bruise from the number of times she'd been laid on the ground, arms bent behind her back until she stopped trying to attack them.

"Threatening your Alpha is a punishable offence, Saoirse." Oracle speaks with unwavering eyes, and his calmness only continued to piss Saoirse off.

"Turning me against my will is a punishable offence! Forcing me to shift is a crime! You're fucking dead to me, you mother fucker!" She was still like a deer in headlights despite the tremors shaking her skin up and down. Every single exit was blocked with a warrior, and Saoirse could do nothing but scream at them.

"Brother," She spun on her heel to face an almost identical person. "Let her get her anger out, all new pups need to."

Osias is just one of the many faces that looks like Oracle's. There were several brothers with mocha skin and umber eyes. They were like evil Gods with their unforgiving height and muscle mass, beauty wasted on pieces of shit.

Saoirse turned in anticipation of Oracle's response. Would he listen to his brother? Or would he finally proceed with his constant reminders of sentencing her for her "crimes"?

Instead of words, Oracle's head motions behind Osias, outside of the door he blocks. "Have you done what I asked?"

Osias nodded. "Oak and Osric took him. He won't be around for a while."

Oracle nodded back. Then his gaze changed to Saoirse's angry, and confused, eyes. "Do you want to go outside?"

Saoirse hesitated. That was his first time not reprimanding her when speaking to her. "I thought you just said I wasn't leaving this dump."

His eyes slightly squint. He was very easy to piss off, but he tried his best to hold it back. Saoirse would admit, he's been doing well since she began.

Oracle steps away from the door, opening it up with one of the hands behind his back. "Come, Saoirse. Lets go for a walk."

Saoirse scoffed, folding her arms. Suddenly she didn't want to leave. Didn't want to see what Oracle had waiting for her. "I'm no bitch, you won't treat me like some mutt."

The tilt in the corner of his mouth added onto her unease. "Saoirse, we've discussed this. I am your Alpha, you obey me."

Her eyes rolled. "Fuck you."

His smirk dwindled, eyes slitting. "Shift, pup."

And then the venom still in Saoirse's system brought her crashing to the floor, screams filling the house as her bones break and twist in unimaginable positions.