Loving The Unloved (Original Story)

Chapter 2

Charlie woke up to a deep voice and someone shaking him. He grumbled a bit, stretching before sitting up. He must've been sleeping for a long time because it was dark out. How do you sleep a whole day away? Charlie shrugged. The chair was comfy than anything he laid on and he didn't have to suffer through Alpha's starting their heat, cuddly omegas, or heavy snoring.

In other words, the best sleep he ever had. Probably the only good sleep he'll ever get. Charlie looked out the window, sucking a breath at the bright lights and so many people walking on sidewalks. He almost wanted to stick his head out the window but remembered he was owned, not a free person.

He looked at his owner, who was already watching him. His jacket was off and his top few buttons unbuttoned, showing off his chest. His black hair was still slicked back and still had a hard look on his face. "Have you not seen such pretty lights pup?" He asked. Charlie inwardly cringes at being called a pup.

He was way older than a pup, so now the term was meant to belittling to him. "No sir, I have not. I never been above ground this long and never seen such sights." The man nodded and looked out the window himself, not impressed. "This is nothing compared to what I have. Prepare yourself pup. We're arriving."

Charlie couldn't see ahead, so he was stuck waiting for the limo to stop. He felt the limo turn to the right for a bit before stopping. A moment later, someone opens the door. The man climbs out, yanking on the leash. Charlie climbs out afterward looking around. He saw two wolves guarding the entrance, two alphas.

They eyed Charlie, growling at him. There were also two other betas in their wolf form escorting them. The place itself was huge on the outside, but the inside scared him. It was bright and shiny. His footsteps echoed on the hard floor, making him step consciously.

It ended when the step onto the red carpet stairway. It wasn't many steps before they open got to the big oak doors. It opened up to what Charlie assume was a living room. There were many books on the walls, leaving a space for the fireplace and a huge portrait of his master. His master yanked him close to the fireplace. "On your knees pup."

Charlie's fear spiked but quickly got on his knees. He looked up at his master, waiting for orders. "In my home, there is a system. The Alpha's guard and protect, with five days off when they are in heat. The Beta's is my second in command. If they give you an order coming from me, you are to listen to them. They all are half breeds. Keep that in mind pup.

Do not be fool by any other of my workers. As for you, you are the only omega here and you will be sticking close to me and my personal duties." Charlie didn't really like the sound of being the only omega nor being the one closest to his master. "Yes, sir," Charlie answered. The master nodded. "You will handle my laundry, bring and try my meals, keep my room clean, and will be my bedmate at night. That does include sexual activities as well."

Charlie blushed and bow his head. Figures he ends up a sex slave. But there was nothing attractive about him. If there was, he would've had pups and an Alpha already. "Yes, sir." Charlie still answered. "Now, if you wish not to take these duties, I can let you go free onto the streets." His master said it like it was a bad thing, but it was music to Charlie's ears.

He looked back up at his master with hopeful eyes. His master chuckled. "Ah young pup, your dream is not reality. You spend one night on those streets, you will be raped by many Alphas, beaten by many humans who hate your kind, or starve to death because people out there and also your kind will not pity you. You are better off in my care."

Charlie bows his head again. So much for freedom. "Do you wish to be under my care? Look up at me when you answer." Charlie quickly looked up due to the tone his master used. Like he always thought. He doesn't have a choice. "Yes, sir." His master smiled. "Take your shirt off pup." He demanded. Charlie hurriedly did, feeling a bit insecure. He was scrawny due to the lack of food he was giving. He was used to living off of scraps his bedmates left behind.

It probably explains why he wasn't hungry right now. His master picked up a poker from the fireplace with a branding symbol P with an omega sign next to it. Charlie whined with fear. "There are people out there who would love to take you from me and use you against me. You would be close enough to know the bits of my company.

This saves me from a lot of court cases. The people you see will have a type of branding on them at the same spot, so you are not special." Charlie nodded. His fear made him shook, but he kept his head high. He felt the heat over his chest on the right side. Charlie closed his eyes. Then it happens. The burning feeling as his flesh cooked. Charlie cried out in pain, tears running down his cheeks. No more hope for freedom, he was claimed.