The Omega's Return (ManxBoy)

Chapter 1 - Another Trouble

-Photo of Cale-

(Cale's P.O.V)

The rays of the sun are slowly making its way past the window, illuminating this dark, cold room. "Another day's here.." I whispered to myself as I sat on the edge of my bed, taking a small frame from the nightstand. The smile on their faces are still. The pure happiness is clearly in their eyes.. through this frozen time. On the middle stood a two-year-old child holding both of their hands with a toothy grin plastered on his face.

It was the last Photo of us taken, before the Rogues killed them on a war. Beads of warm tears trailed down my cheeks as I hold the frame close to my chest. "Mom.. Dad.. I-I need you so bad," I cried, hiccuping on every words I said. I really need them to protect me, to guide me, to care for me. I need their love but I can't do anything to bring them back to life.

I looked at the most precious thing on my hand once more and planted a kiss on it, putting it back to its place. It was nostalgic, though it hurts me that I don't remember even a single thing. Wiping the remaining tears on my face, I stood up and made my way to the bathroom, stripping and wincing in pain as I felt the stinging sensation  on my wounds.

I faced the mirror, examining myself from my head down to my feet. My brunette locks are growing a bit fast which I haven't observe in a while now. Like this blue eyes of mine, faded, lifeless, just as an old cracked lens that have lost all of its worth. 

The only noticeable thing about me is my size. I stood around five foot I guess, making me the smallest wolf in the Blood Reign Pack. My appearance is different too. I look more feminine than what I'm supposed to be. A smile suddenly formed on my lips. "After all, I just wanted to be a girl.." but it was replaced with a thin line when I saw the wounds on my body turning into scars. They're going to heal soon, but the root would always leave a mark upon it.

I stepped on to the shower, sighing as I turned the water on. It constantly ran down my body like a melting ice but I feel numb. All I thought was about the pain, the pain I'm trying to overcome each day. The torture I'm trying to endure for years. I often say to myself, "Maybe it'll be better if I got killed.."

I stood dumbfounded in front of my closet, slowly unlocking it and there.. I was greeted by a pink box that I've been hiding. A grin crept on my face as I took it in my hands and opened it, revealing seven lacy panties--the only stuff that makes me happy. I took the black one and slipped it, blushing as it caressed my smooth thigh. I looked for something else to wear but I found nothing but an over-sized  sweater and a khaki shorts. "Oh goddess!" I said in instinct when I saw the clock. I hurriedly dressed myself and immediately headed out of my room. Being an Omega was never an easy task. We cook, we wash the dishes, the bathroom.. everything is our obligation.

All of the other omegas are female, I'm the only male in the group. I even wonder why Luna Mary chose me to be the one taking care of the abandoned pups. Nevertheless, I'm happy doing it and I love the babies. I keep on running through the hallway, heading to the Pack's kitchen and hoping I'm not being late today.

I was about to reach the wooden door when a very familiar deep voice called my name. "Cale!" I turned to my left to see who it was but smiled anyway as the Alpha made his way towards me. "Good morning Alpha Steven." I greeted, bowing my head. "Good morning," he said in a kind tone. I looked up to meet his eyes, he's so tall making it almost impossible for me to reach even his shoulder, I mean what height would a fourteen year old kid like me have?

Alpha Steven is the only one who treated me fairly. His Luna is kind too and the rest of the pack. I'm not trying to claim it but they make me feel like a real son and it gives so much joy deep in my heart. They always care for me and showed me love but the worst part is yet to come. The Biggest plight is their son. The next in line. The soon-to-be Alpha. Levi Archer, hates me with all of his might.

I know he dislikes me for being gay, he often spits it on my very face that I'm disgusting, that I should die-- and being the weakest creature I am, I took it all.. crying in front of him as the same hurtful insults from his mouth rang through my eardrums.

Just, it all began four years ago when we were playing at the backyard.

"Oh it's Cale!!" the whole circle screamed in chorus as the bottle pointed towards my direction. "So, Truth or Dare?" asked Tina, my best friend. "Uhm.. truth??" that supposed to be an answer but it sounded more like a question itself. 

"Alright, who is your crush within this pack?" and there it goes.. what have I gotten myself into? I know Tina so much, and she's trying to catch me in my own mouth. "Uhm, c-can I-" then she cut me off. "uh uh uh, there's no going back dear, just spill it!" she chuckled as she winked her eye.

"O-okay.. it's, uhmm.. L-levi," I stuttered with my eyes tightly closed, gripping on the hem of my shirt. The group remained silent, so I decided to see what their reaction was. However, I found Tina staring at me with her eyes wide open as if she has seen a ghost.

"What did you say?!?" a menacingly thick voice came from behind me. My heart began skipping its beat and my palms were covered in sweat. I felt my face run out of blood. I was like a dear caught in the headlights.

"Answer me fucking fag!!" I mentally jumped in panic, petrified on the ground when he shouted and forcefully grabbed my arms to make me face him. I started crying. I was scared. I was paralyzed at the moment. I never expected him to react like a mad beast. All of my thoughts were bunch of mistakes all along.

"What, huh? you gonna cry??" he said and I winced in pain as he tightened his clutch on my limbs. Could you imagine a seventeen-year-old guy crashing a ten-year-old kid through his hands? that's the exact scenario, and I can't even fight back.

"Listen here you disgusting faggot! I'll never ever like a worthless shit like you, you know why? You're a delusional fag that dreams to be fucked by an Alpha!" then he pushed me on the ground. I couldn't move.. I was frightened and embarrassed. I was a fool. I wasn't thinking. So I just lied there, tasting the cascade of warm tears on my face as Tina tried to comfort me. I can't believe it. The one I loved since then, hates me with all of his heart.

"Cale.."

"I-I'm sorry Alpha Steven. I wasn't listening."

"It's fine.. well as I've said, my son haven't take his breakfast so can you take this food into the woods? Right at the training area and oh! He made it a request that you'll be the one I should send there. Here, take this." he handed me a basketful of what I guessed was the nosh and I took it with all of the strength left in me. The familiar sensation crawled throughout my body, a Déjà vu.

"Cale, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Alpha"

"Alright then, you can go now. be careful" he said as he pat my shoulder.

 Don't cry Cale.. don't cry. I thought as I bit my lip to stop the tears welling up in my eyes. I just don't want to feel the pain again.. but here I am, walking through the silence  of the forest with my hands firmly holding the bushel I'm carrying.. praying that I'm not getting into another trouble.

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And that's chapter one. I hope liked it. Don't forget to vote!