Loving The Unloved (Original Story)

Chapter 30

It started with the door creaking slowly when Charlie turned off the shower. Charlie wrapped around him and opened the bathroom door. He peeked, looking around and seeing his bedroom door cracked open. Charlie sighed. Maybe it was the other omegas heading to their rooms, wherever it was.

Charlie sighed. He's just on edge. He continued to dry off and put his night clothes on. He needs sleep. When he headed out of his bathroom, he went to closed the bedroom door. Then the smell hit it. The smell of cigarette smoke and light beer. Charlie wanted to curl into himself, his childhood wanting to take over.

He closed the door, but someone smashed through it, knocking Charlie back. The man stood over him with a smile. "I heard you had been bad, Pup. All you had to do was keep your mouth shut and listen.

But no, had to speak out, ruin a few businesses, and disobey your owner. Time to put you back in your place." Said the man. Charlie whimpered, his back hitting the desk with the lamp. How did he find Charlie? Charlie hoped he wouldn't have to see him again after Jasper brought him.

"I-I have b-been good. I listened." Charlie said, slowly getting up. The man that Charlie's father and the previous owner smacked him hard. Charlie had to turn his back to him to hide the tears. "Liar. That's all you are!" The man yelled. Charlie looked at the lamp. He has to end this... this fear and ties to him.

Charlie came this far, he wasn't going to regress. Not now. Charlie reached over the desk to unplug the lamp, but then the man pulled on him and choked him. Charlie couldn't breathe and both of his hands reached to the choking him to loosen the pressure.

The man drugged him back, tightening his hold. Charlie's eyesight was getting blurry. He felt punches to his already sore ribs. Charlie cried out in pain but knew he was on his own. He had room to move his head, so Charlie headbutted him a couple of times until Charlie could breathe.

Charlie fell onto the floor coughing, but he had to move. He headed to the desk. The man held his nose and glared at Charlie through watery eyes. "Come here, Bitch!" He yelled. He was closing in on Charlie. Charlie bent over the desk and unplugged the lamp.

When the man was close, Charlie swung the lamp as hard as he could. It hit the man's head, the lamp breaking and the man falling down. Charlie cried softly and breathe heavily. He dropped the remains of the lamp down and made sure if the man was still alive.

Charlie sighed in relief when saw the man's chest rise and fall. Charlie reached into his bag of spare clothes and ripped up one of his shirts. Charlie cleaned the wound as best he can and wrapped the wound with the ripped clothed soaked in cold water. Satisfied with his work, he dragged the man to the hall for someone to find him.

Charlie's door was busted, so he didn't take the chance to sleep peacefully on the bed. He stripped his clothes and turn into a grey wolf. He crawled under the bed and settled into the farthest corner to lay.

Charlie watched the man before his eyes got heavy. He couldn't wait to get back home. To Jasper. To Victor. To the pack. Charlie closed his eyes. Home. He can finally say he has a home.

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Charlie woke up to someone yanking his ears and neck. He crawled out from under the bed and stretched out. The ones yanking him said nothing and headed out the room. Charlie followed close by, noting the body of the man was missing. Charlie cleared his mind of it.

He has a test to pass. They led him outside and soon into the woods reserved for wild animals. That's probably the only good this town had ever down. They leave the forest alone. They knew if they didn't, they would have a whole new major problem no one wants to get into.

They met up with the rest of the omegas, waiting to give Charlie his next test. "I see you are up. Did you have a good nap?" The chocolate brown wolf known as Mich asked. Charlie decided to not comment. It wouldn't surprise him if Mich knew about the attack.

Charlie turned his back to the wolf and waited for instruction. Mich growled at him. "Fine then, don't answer. Your next task is if you can prove you can provide if you are by yourself. Go hunt and bring us back a kill. If you don't when the sun comes up, don't bother coming back." Mich said.

Charlie nodded and got up to search for food. He didn't want to go far, but he was glad he didn't have to worry about too much. Foxes, birds of prey, and maybe a few abandoned dogs. He put his nose to the ground and sniff of deer or rabbit.

It took a while and he had to move out further than he wanted. One time, when he got hungry, he had to dig to eat a mouse. Small snack if anything. Hunting alone wasn't ideal for wolves, but they should know how to. He finally came across a rabbit in the dark.

They were hard to catch when they ran, famous for their sharp turns. In other words, not worth it since he was alone. He kept looking, listening, and smelling until he finally found something worth it. A small family grazing in the grass.

Charlie had to worry about the one with the antlers. A lone wolf wouldn't scare them, but still can be a threat. Charlie had no choice. If he wants to pass, he has to get the baby or the mother. Charlie snuck up first, then went in.