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 things.
"Done already," he sneers before kicking me in the face.
Pain shoots through my head and black dots cloud my vision. I try to gargle words of mercy, but the blood pooled in my mouth and my blurry vision work against me. I fall flat on the mat and I hear the men next to my father laugh.
"Looks like a loser, Alpha," a male says and I hear Rupert growl.
My consciousness slips a little for a few seconds, but before I can completely fall into the darkness rough hands yank me to my feet.
"I will not be a laughingstock in my own pack! Get up, Runt! I will show you what happens when you disappoint me," Father snarls as he drags my wobbly body to the doors that lead to the lower levels.
He practically throws me down the stairs as he pulls me along with him, but I ignore the pain of his actions. Terror is consuming me. Rupert Kincaid is not a man you want to make angry and I made his men laugh. They called me a loser... Something he will not tolerate since I have Kincaid blood running through my veins.
Father yanks Mother's door open and my heart practically stops as my mother looks from my battered face to her mate.
"Get out here bitch! And bring your pathetic pup," Rupert snarls and I begin to squirm.
"No, please... It was me. Not them. I failed, Father. Please," I beg while spitting out chunks of my cheek and blood.
He throws me towards one of his favorite torture stands and my stomach practically becomes a prune.
"SHUTUP! I WILL NOT HAVE THE HOUSE OF KINCAID MOCKED," He roars, and Mother hurries forward with Adeline tucked close to her chest.
My three-year-old sister looks at me terrified, and all I can do is stare. I feel helpless. I can't do anything. He is so much bigger than me and he has an army of evil men that would hurt me if I did manage to stop him.
"Rupert, I understand the importance of your family. Allow Adeline to stay in the room. I will take whatever punishment you deem fit for Atticus's failure," Mother says submissively and Father looks her over for a second before glancing at me.
"No. She is getting older. She needs to bear witness to what happens when I am disappointed," Father growls as he removes his belt.
Father grabs Mother's arm and shoves Adeline toward me. She collapses into my broken body and I shield her the best I can. I wrap my blood-covered arms around her tiny body. I try to keep the blood still leaking from my face from landing in her hair but it is impossible.
"First I will paint your Mother's back red for bearing me such a pathetic mutt," Father snaps as he ties Mother to his torture board.
Adeline begins to cry, but I cover her mouth with my broken hand quickly. I can't let her shift Rupert's anger to her. Mother would be disappointed in me if I allowed Adeline to be hurt as well.
"I accept, Rupert. I am sorry," Mother says and I force myself not to scream.
I want to beg! I want to apologize to her for failing yet again. I wish I would just die. If I were dead Mother wouldn't be getting punished because of me.
Father's belt zips through the air before I am ready and Mother screams as the black leather cuts through her shirt. He doesn't allow her to recover from a single blow as he rains down lash after lash upon my poor Mother's flesh.
Adeline is screaming at this point and so am I. With every hit, we scream with our Mother. It's as if we can feel her pain through our skin.When Father's breath becomes labored he throws down his belt and begins to undo the front of his pants. Disgust slaps me in the face as I realize what he is planning to do now. I cover Adeline's eyes just in time before Father slams into his mate viciously. He pounds her while hitting her and I fight back the need to vomit.
After ten horrifying minutes, he lifts his face and moans signaling his climax. Relief bubbles inside of me for a split second. Finally, the ordeal is over. My mother's body can heal and she can go back to her room. But Rupert isn't finished. He gestures to his vile audience.
Many of the men already have their penises exposed. They were excited by my mother's rape and torture. They probably expected my father to share.
He moves to stand in front of her while the others line up excitedly. He slaps his mate and calls her name as his men use her. Twice bile comes up my throat but I force it down. I can't throw up and keep Adeline's eyes covered. I have to stay strong until I am back in my cage
"I have had enough! I kept you around in hopes of one day receiving a strong male," Rupert growls suddenly and my eyes become saucers as I see my Father break my Mother's neck.
I scream, but the scene in front of me doesn't change. Mom stays limb. The men keep moving and Father just stares at the dead female he was supposed to treasure and protect. Adeline tries to squirm away from me, but I cling to her. I know I am scaring her with my screaming, but I can't stop. It's like I am having a nightmare that I can't wake up from.
Finally, the men finish. They move away from my Mother's body as if it is just another day. They don't care that they just helped kill my whole world.
"I expect you to remember this the next time you give up. Adeline will be on the chopping block next," Rupert snarls without looking from Mother's body and my eyes snap to his blood-splattered face.
"If you kill my sister I will kill you and then I will kill myself. The Kincaid line will die," I shout without even thinking.
Rupert stares at me slightly stunned before moving to crouch down in front of us.
"Then I won't kill her. I will make her dream of death every single time you disappoint me," Father says lowly, and a cold chill slides up my body as I realize I am solely responsible for keeping Adeline safe.
I can never fail him again. I can't die. I can't submit. I have to separate my body from my mind. I have to become unbeatable. Adeline can not suffer what my Mother just suffered.
He smirks as he watches my inner turmoil.
"Get her to her room then go to your cage. I have to clean up," Father says with his smirk still intact.
So many emotions explode in me at once that I go numb. I pick up my sister as I stand. My pain from earlier is gone. I don't care about my damaged body. It doesn't matter anymore. Adeline is the only thing that matters. I promised Mother. I will never break my promise again. Adeline will be as safe as I can make her. No one else matters not even me.
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.
KARINA POV 18! I am actually 18! The thought keeps circling my mind as I brush out my brown hair and pull on my workout clothes. Although I am excited about the fact today is my birthday I have no time to sit and ponder what being 18 truly means to me. I have to leave the house soon. Sparing is in twenty minutes and everyone over eight years old has to attend. Alpha Kincaid does not tolerate absences. Other than the thoughts running through my mind today is like every other. Mom and Dad are already hard at work in the fields trying to turn a crop with the other workers. I am supposed to get training done, help clean the clinic, and get home to prepare food. It's lonely sometimes at home, but I am used to them not being here. They work hard to help the others suffering here. We will be able to celebrate my birthday tonight when we are all home together. I hurry out the backdoor of our cabin with a forced smile on my face. The smile I wear whenever I am outside of my home. T