Loving The Unloved (Original Story)

Chapter 28

Charlie walked up to the omegas with his head high. In front was Jasper's "mother," Mich, with a frown on his face, but with curious dark eyes. Charlie didn't know the others, but he was sure he'll find out with the way they bare their teeth at him. "I see you made it this far.

I heard many things you have done, but none of that will affect how we'll think of you. To us, you're an outsider. Someone we should attack and kill. Prove to us how much you want in this pack, then we'll see if you survive." Mich said. He turned around and motion Charlie to follow.

The other fellow Omegas moved aside, but as Charlie walked past them, he heard mentions of him failing and how one couldn't wait for the blood bath. Charlie hurried closer to Mich, but he can't even say Mich was safe to be with. They walked into a one-story building with very long halls with many doors.

Mich turned left and walked down the corridor lit up by lights on the ceiling. The floor was a hard brown, the walls a dirty white. The doors was oak colored with small rectangular windows. Mich opened up one of the doors and motion him in.

Charlie walked in with his bag into a small room. A twin size bed, a small dresser with a lamp and a small bathroom. "This is where you will stay for the next two days. I suggest you settle for a while.

I will come and get you when your first trial." Mich said before slamming the door shut. Charlie jumped and held his bag close. Just two days. He can handle this. Sure they are rough around the edges, but they can't be like that forever.

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Charlie was proven wrong when he was standing in front of a dinner table with a waiting man ready to be served. What was worse was that he was wearing a maids outfit one of the omegas told him to wear.

He figured it was to let him know he was a servant to an Alpha, but now that he was being laughed at, he wasn't so sure. Even Mich was holding back his laugh. "Nice outfit," Mich said with a raised eyebrow.

Charlie looked away in embarrassment. So he was tricked into a black froofy skirt and a revealing shirt. They were so mean. "Anyway, here's your task. You will serve this Alpha safely, but if you die trying, well... at least you'll leave this place." Mich said.

It wasn't very reassuring. Charlie sighed and walked up to the man. There were clothes scattered around, the man just sitting down. "Hello," Charlie said. The man simply looked at him, eyeing him.

Charlie felt disgusted. "I'll clean this up for you. Do you need anything?" Charlie asked. "My food. Bring it here." The man said. Charlie nodded. He put the clothes on a spare chair and grab the silver tray of food. He put it down in front of the man.

The man yanked him to his lap, Charlie yelping. "Aren't you adorable?" The man said, rubbing Charlie's hip. Charlie didn't know where to move. Closer to the hand or closer to the man's crotch. Either way, it was horrible.

"Um, thank you," Charlie said. The man lifted his sandwich and place it in front of Charlie's mouth. "Go on sweetheart. Take a bite. I promise it's harmless." The man said. Charlie wasn't hungry, but the man opened his mouth.

Charlie sniffs it and slap the sandwich away, then growl at the man. "You're trying to poison me. No thank you. And get your hands off me." Charlie said, moving away from the man. "Silly half-breed. No one would poison me. As a powerful businessman, I can have all of you locked up within minutes. Or worst."

The man said that last part, with a dirty smile. He reached for the sandwich. One of the omegas, a woman, sat on the desk with a smirk. "I wouldn't dare harm you. Go on, eat it." She said. Charlie shook his head. "Please don't eat it! You will die!" Charlie said, about to slap the sandwich away, but was held back by Mich.

"Shut your mouth, you foolish pet!" The man yelled. He took a bite. Charlie watched, waiting. Nothing happened and the man continued eating. Was he wrong? "Thank you for participating and I hope you have safe travels." The man nodded and got up.

The woman walked him to the front door. "Tell me pup, what did you smell?" Mich asked. "It smelt bitter. Like a heavy dose of almonds. Cyanide?" Charlie said. Mich patted his head. "He'll have a good trip on the way home. That's if you include the accident on the way there.

Men like him and what he has done, he deserves worse. But Cyanide is more fun. Now go to your room and get that stupid outfit off. You look ridiculous." Mich said. Charlie nodded and head back to his room. Mich watched him with a frown. Charlie smelt too much like his son and the bite mark Charlie tried to hide confirm his thought.

His son claimed him. Jasper fucking bite him. Mich growled and walked to his room, letting his partners handle the rest. Mich mind raced. Jasper always was the child who would go against him.

He thought he finally got through to him, but apparently not. If Jasper bit Charlie, he can imagine what he has done to him. No matter. He'll fix that. All it takes is a phone call and he'll be killing two birds with one stone. Mich walked with his head high. He'll make sure that boy doesn't make it if that's the last thing he'll do.