9 YEARS OLD KANDACE VISITS
"You think I care about that," Father snaps into his phone as he talks to one of his allies. I have only been half listening to his argument for the past twenty minutes. I have been too focused on my new cage. It's taller than the last one. I can sit up straight in it. My back doesn't have to curve down. The silver of the bars looks new and super shiny. "I will fucking kill you! That land was once my families. I have proof! The Kincaids are descendants of the last King! I am owed what was ours," Father shouts and I flinch a little as his voice activates my defenses. When Rupert Kincaid is angry people get hurt. Sometimes he hurts me, but mostly he hurts people I love. I have begun to predict his moves based on his emotional state and right now anyone near him is in danger. "Fucking Scavenger," Father snaps as he slams his office phone down. He takes deep breaths as he stares at his office door and I hold my breath while keeping my eyes downcast. "Kandace," he whispers suddenly and my ears prick as he grabs his phone again. He pulls out his book of telephone numbers and flips it until he finds what he is after. Curiosity is coursing through me as my Father dials the number for some woman that seems to be the answer to his current problem. Father never needs a female unless he wants to use or hurt her. The fact that he has this woman's number is shocking to me. "Kandace, my dear. How are you," Father says in a voice I hardly recognize. He pauses and listens to her answer. He even chuckles a few times before saying anything else. "Well, I wanted to revisit our last conversation we had some years back. You see my plans didn't work out the way I had hoped and I was once again interested in a partnership," Father says looking eager. I can barely hear the woman's shrill voice as it filters through the mouthpiece of the phone, but she sounds excited as she replies to him. "Excellent. I will see you tomorrow then," my Father says sounding close to being actually nice. He hangs up and stands looking pleased with himself. "Perfect. Thurman's bitch might just be the female I need," Rupert says before looking at me. "I am feeling so happy I think I will go visit your mother. She deserves to experience my joy with me," Father says with a disgusting sneer pulled across his face. I almost heave up my dinner as I picture him visiting my Mother in her prison downstairs. I know what he does to her during his visits he has made me watch before as punishment for poor training days. He strides from the room with a definite bounce in his step and I wish I could rip his throat out.******* "I was surprised to receive your call yesterday, Alpha Kincaid," Luna Kandace says as she sits across from my father in a tight green dress that leaves nothing to the imagination. "I apologize. Time seems to have slipped past me. I did not mean for us to go so long without seeing one another again," Father says with a smile, and the blonde blushes before leaning toward Father's desk. She pushes her sizable chest out and bites her lip. "I've missed you," she says excitedly and Father gives her a smirk before standing. My stomach turns as I realize what is about to happen. Before he can reach her I turn and face the wall. Sounds of kissing fill the office and I begin to count backward from one thousand. I sound out each number very slowly as I say them in my head and when I reach number one I stop. I allow my ears to check the sound of the room and I am surprised to hear they are talking again. "Keeping him close is smart. While I believe he is a weak pathetic runt he is my only son. He has the Kincaid blood coursing through his veins. But enough about my son. We have a common goal. I want the land your mate has and you want me for a mate. Both of our wants will be met with the death of Patrick Thurman," Father says, and I relax completely. They have already finished their disgusting pair bonding."Alright but who's son gets to be Alpha once we join together," Kandace says, and eery silence fills the office. "What are you talking about," Father finally asks and Kandace sighs. "Well, my son is strong and capable. If you feel as if yours is weak then my son could take on the responsibility of Alpha," Kandace says and Father growls. "Alpha Thurman has a son," Father states, and Luna Kandace buffs. "Of course. My mate and I created life just after the first time we met. He was... I believe two when I visited you last. We didn't share any romantic feelings that time around so I didn't disclose that my mate and I had a son," Luna Kandace says and I try to rack my brain on how I missed her visit. Now that I know what she looks like I remember seeing this woman once before, but not a second time. This is her second time here. Unless she is lying to my father hoping he won't question when her last visit was."It doesn't matter when you had the little bastard what matters is it complicates my plan. We can't leave a single soul who can lay claim to your mate's land. I want it. It once belonged to an ancestor of mine and I intend to reclaim it. As far as who will be Alpha... I have a plan for that as well," Father says as he bangs his fist on his desk. "Fine. Kill the male if you need to. His father is a weak Alpha. He will probably be the same way... But I want something in return. If I have to lose my son I want the bitch my mate loves killed. She and her daughter," Luna Kandace snaps after a brief moment and I glance at her. She doesn't seem to actually care that my father is going to kill her son. My mother would lay down her life for me and Adeline... This female and Father were made for each other. "Well, I am sure I can arrange for that to be taken care of as well. Keep your phone close by. I will call you with further instructions once I think of a plan," Father says and the cold as ice Luna smiles. "I knew coming to you was the best idea I ever had," Kandace says as she stands to her feet. She pulls down her tiny dress and smooths the front while smiling at my Father. "Would you like another round before I leave," she asks with a smirk and Father gets that ruthless glint in his eye for a brief second. "No, Luna. I am sure your mate felt our first time around. Let's not keep him waiting for you," Father says, and a guilty look actually enters the Luna's eyes before she turns and leaves the room. Father scoffs as soon as the door clicks behind her. "Fucking her is like fucking a couch. If the bitch underneath me isn't screaming and crying what's the point," he grumbles, and I glare at him. He moves back to his desk and begins to take notes as I stare at him. I imagine his head exploding and me stomping on his bloody corpse. When I grow tired of that scenario I imagine tying him down and whipping him.As the light outside the window begins to dim Father yawns and leaves without a word in my direction. Peace fills the space around me and my eyes lock onto the branches I can see through Father's window. The light is fading fast, but I like thinking about the trees and looking at them. Father knows that about me. He often covers the window during the day so I stopped looking up there until he leaves. "One day," I whisper as I trace my fingers up and down the shiny new bars.Faint tingles prick my skin, but I keep petting the bar. My body no longer shies away from the silver around me. My skin doesn't burn when pressed against it. It's almost as if the silver has become my friend.Father thinks it keeps me locked up, but it actually protects me. He doesn't like the burn of the metal so he only ever touches the latch to let me out. In my cage, I am free of him. In my cage I am safe.RATED R!!!!! ABUSE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU FEEL THIS SCENE WILL UPSET YOU. THIS IS PART OF ATTICUS's back story. This is not a must-read chapter. ATTICUS'S MOTHER DIES IN THIS CHAPTER AND THAT IS THE ONLY DETAIL OF THIS CHAPTER YOU NEED TO KNOW. Atticus and Adeline were subjected to the cruelest acts that could be done to a living person. Please feel free to skip it. I write things like this because Darkness like this happens in the real world today. Children need our protection. Hugs and love to everyone who has ever suffered abuse. I cough violently as I fall to my knees once more. Blood trickles down my chin and I look up at the burly man excited to see me hurting. "Get up, Little Alpha. Your father won't get to kill me," he snarls, and I shrink back a little. My breathing is constricted and my limbs are burning. I am exhausted, but I haven't made him bleed and I sure as hell haven't made him submit. Father won't call an end to the match until I do one of those two
15 YEARS OLD. ADELINE 9 years old. My mind drifts over nothing as the silence in the office pulses around me. Rupert has been working for hours at his desk. On what, I'm not sure nor do I care. Nothing he ever does is good. His plans are never for the better. They never help the pack. The opposite actually. Our pack is dying. Too many generations of poor leadership have killed the spirit of our people. They hate it here. I hate it here. I hate the man who spawned me and every Alpha before him named Kincaid. Our females are mistreated and if males stand up against my father they are killed. I adjust my left wrist as the silver shackle cuts into my flesh again. I miss my cages, but due to my size, I can no longer be held in a small cage. I am instead chained to the wall. I am a battered office decoration. One of my father's many living objects that he gets to watch and torture when he feels like it. A knock sounds on the wood of my Father's office door and in walks one of th
19 YEARS OLDMy eyes widen in shock for a brief second as I listen to my Father explain that I will be leaving the pack and going to the eight-month-long training for young Alphas. He didn't let me go to train there myself but he is sending me as an instructor. I have no idea what to do there. I will be the dumb brute who is only good for one thing. No point in worrying about it I guess. I am who I am. "You will not lose. You will not discuss what goes on in our pack while at the training facility," Rupert growls and I feel his orders lock into place with his others. I hate following his orders. Throughout my life, I never truly understood why my body always seemed to obey him no matter how I was feeling. But when Rofer let slip that he was enforcing his Alpha command I finally understood. Some of my guilt eased from my past, not all but some. "Yes, Alpha," I say emotionlessly and he eyes me over. He seems to be pleased with what he sees after a second and he continues. "I need
I get back to my father's office as quickly as I can while remaining calm. The pain in my chest feels like it is building, but I can't respond to it.I sit down in the corner Father has designated as mine and close my eyes. Karina's face immediately appears behind my eyelids. Her happy smile and sparkling hazel eyes tease me as the pain in my chest pulses with life. Suddenly the cord pulling me to her snaps and I grab my chest in a panic before I realize she must have accepted my rejection. Sorrow instantly fills the hole of my broken bond and for the first time in a long time tears well up in my eyes due to the unfairness of my life. For ten minutes I allow myself to grieve what could have been if my father was a decent man and Alpha before I clean my face and become stoic. Hours tick by but I don't move. I have been trained to remain still and quiet. When the door does finally open I know it is time to leave my home pack for the first time ever. Two of my father's men have come i
I grind my teeth together as my kneecaps separate and move against my skin. I take deep breathes and try to count backward from one hundred, but I know before my transition is over I will be screaming. I have never felt this level of pain before. My entire body is on fire and my tendons are ripping from the bone. I finally scream out as my back arches and my skull feels like it is being pulled apart. One second I feel like I am about to die and the next my body goes numb. The pain evaporates and I find myself panting on the floor coated in dark fur. Feelings of accomplishment and sadness mix together in my mind as I examine my slender legs and large paws. I have always been curious about what life would be like stuck in an animal's head. Unknown- Hello The rich voice of my wolf vibrates in the hollowness of my brain and my attention quickly shifts from my new body to the personality that came with it. Atticus- Hello. I stay quiet as I begin to process that my mind an
Never have I felt so out of place. The constant laughter and smiles between the young Alphas make me feel uneasy and awkward. They joke and tell stories about their home packs every other minute. I don't have anything to add to anyone's conversation so I have just been silent for two days. The retired Alphas keep eyeballing me, but I have begun to ignore their stares. I grab the 110lb dumbbells and lean back on the slight incline. I have been working out on the exercise equipment while the young Alphas take their simple leadership courses. I wish I could partake, but unfortunately, I am only here to be a part of the physical training. I grunt as I hit my fifteenth rep. I have never lifted weights or exercised like this before. I didn't even realize there was more to physical training than fighting on the mat. I have already begun to gain muscle mass and now that I have a wolf I will become slightly larger. Unknown- They should be out soon. Don't wear yourself out. Atticus- I won'
I swallow down the bile rising in my throat as the train approaches the station where I am supposed to get off. I wish I could run away, but Adeline has been without me long enough. As the train begins to slow I stand up. The bulk and knowledge I accumulated while at Alpha training is impressive, but I still feel like the old Atticus as I approach my prison. I feel scared and weak. I fear my return home won't be anything but an interrogation and possibly pain. Father might even consider my new physique to be threatening. I grab my bag and move to the door. Unknown- Think of something else. Maybe Karina is still here... Maybe you can give me a name. I roll my eyes at my wolf's request. He has been mentioning the fact he doesn't have a name for two months and I still don't have any idea what to call him. I step out onto the platform and the door slides close behind me almost instantly. I am relieved to see no one waiting for me this time and begin to head in the direction of
Rated R Trigger warning."Strap him to the wall and let's begin. I have places to be," Father grunts as he absently glances toward the females in cells just around the corner. Roger and a new lackey who I don't recognize take my wrists. I turn willingly and allow them to bind my ankles and wrists to the stained wood my father has used to hurt me for years.Getting whipped hurts, but the strength behind the lashes from my father's men isn't that powerful. Most of them are omegas and workers from other packs. Pair their strength with the fact silver doesn't hurt me much anymore and I can get through being whipped pretty easily. It would be a different story if an Alpha took a whip to my back. Plus this is for Adeline.I wasn't lying when I told her I was happy she tried to escape this place. I would take endless punishment if she wants to continue to attempt freedom, but I can't guarantee my father would only punish me. He might kill her and I would lose what little soul I have left.