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 the men that I hate with every fiber of my being. "The pups are in the testing area, Alpha," the piece of trash says as he looks over my bruised and bleeding frame. Father nods and stands up calmly. "What," I ask darkly as I watch the side of my father's face. Protective instincts inside of me are screaming as I try to determine what might be happening to my sister and the other youth of the pack."Don't worry, Son. Your precious sister is confined to her hole," Father replies with a small smirk, and I glare at him. "What are you testing on our pack members," I ask viciously and his head snaps in my direction. He moves to stand in front of me and I maintain my stare. My eyes drill into his. I no longer fear pain. He can't hurt me. He can only hurt Adeline. But instead of giving me pain, he smiles. "When I get back you will go to training. Ten men should be enough for you to handle... And if you ever question me again I will have Roger here mount Adeline while you watch," Father says while his smirk slips off his face and the monster lurking underneath rears its ugly head. I stare at him as he leaves. He think the training mat still scares me. He doesn't know that pain hasn't been my enemy in years. When the door closes my eyes fall to the floor. My stomach and heart don't even get the sick feeling anymore when my father leaves to do something horrible. As long as it isn't Adeline I can tolerate it.******* I pant as I stand on trembling legs looking down at the men my father sent into the ring to hurt me. I knocked every single one out, but unlike when I was younger Father doesn't kill the males I defeat anymore. If he did he wouldn't have a single male to do his bidding. I hear Rupert growl in frustration, but I ignore him. I know he is disappointed in the fact he won't get to hurt anyone on my account today.I walk to the edge of the ring and grab the towel laying on the side of the mat. I wipe my sweaty face and look out toward the other teens training in the summer heat.A group of girls on the sideline catches my eyes. Their faces aren't scared or scarred. They aren't frowning or crying. They are laughing and smiling at one another. Jealousy and longing fill my chest just as a hard fist connects with the side of my face. I stumble from the impact and spin around. One of my father's men is back on his feet and looking deadly. He goes for my knees and I realize he spotted my injury earlier. He punches my left knee before I can move back and I fall with a shout. He straddles my waist and goes to town on my rib cage as I use my arms to block my face.Panic quickly sets in as I realize I have left myself open to being taken down. My opponent cracks a couple of my ribs quickly so I shift my arm down to block the tender area, but as I move the protection from my face he lands a devastating blow to my temple. A wave of dizziness rushes over me and I panic. I buck my hips up and my opponent flies forward. I grab his forearms as he comes toward me and headbutt him. Blood explodes from our foreheads, but my blow did its job. He goes limb and falls to the to side of me. I push his legs off quickly, but as I climb to my feet I realize my father is smirking again.He looks practically delighted at the fact I allowed myself to become distracted. "Go clean up, Son. I need to go get someone. Meet me downstairs when you are done," Father says smoothly and I run toward him. "I beat them! The fight was over. He came back and landed some lucky strikes, but it's him on the mat now not me" I yell and he tilts his vile head. "That's why she won't get bent over today. Just whipped," Father says easily as if he isn't speaking about his own flesh and blood. Rage consumes me in an instant. I leap off the mat and tackle my Father to the dirt. I land two punches to his nose before his guards yank me off of him. When he stands up I know I went to far. I let my feelings overwhelm me. "You messed up boy," Father growls before walking off. The men behind me yank me along after him and dread overwhelms me. Images of my mother dying and Adeline's past beatings flood my mind. Her precious voice raised in fear and pain make me physically ill as I am dragged down to the lower level of my Father's house. Fatigue from two days of beatings and zero food is hitting me hard, but my adrenaline keeps my feet moving. Adeline needs me. If I can I will take the punishment. Father has let the men have me instead before he might do it again. Especially since I cried last time as the men took their turns. "Throw him on the wall. Make sure the bolts on his neck and wrists are right," Father snaps and the males take me to the wall covered with different chains. They lock my wrists, neck, and ankles to the wall on the shortest chains available. I can't move more than an inch from the wall even if I use all my strength. "Let that silver ease you, Mutt. Maybe Daddy will let us take another ride on the Atticus train," Roger says as he gets real close to my face. "You are sick," I murmur while staring him dead in the eyes. He smiles and shrugs before stepping away from me. "I have my preferences, but I don't turn down fresh meat," Roger says evenly like we are discussing the weather and I spit at him. He growls and punches me in the stomach, but I barely wince. "ENOUGH," Father shouts as he comes back in the room dragging my sister and a beaten omega. "Adeline, sweetheart, guess what your brother did today," Father says as he throws the females onto the stained floor a few feet in front of me. My sister raises her head up and meets my eyes. "My brother, did nothing today but survive," Adeline replies while holding my stare. "Ahh. You hear that? My daughter thinks her brother is looking out for her... He was eyeballing some pussy and almost got beat. He didn't care that the consequences would be paid by you," Father says and I immediately shake my head the best I can. "That's a lie! I beat them. I went to wipe my face off and I happened to watch a couple of she-wolves engaged in conversation while doing it. I didn't feel anything sexual towards them. Your man hit me while my back was turned. The fight was over. Then I beat him again," I declare while pleading with my face for her to believe me. She nods once and I know my father hasn't turned her against me. She believes me. She knows I wouldn't risk her."Well, even if that is true. You struck your Alpha," Father snaps and Sister's eyes go wide. I bite my lip to keep from grinning about the happiest memory of my life. "So... As punishment, Adeline can take the line like a good bitch or you can personally kill the omega," Rupert says as he watches our expressions closely. Adeline gasps as she looks between me and her friend. She knows I will kill for her. I have done it before. I refuse to watch Adeline be raped again. It's the worst punishment my father can inflict on me other than whipping her. "No. Brother, I can take it. Please," Adeline says as her eyes finally settle on me. I only shake my head."I am sorry to you both," I whisper after Adeline begins to cry. Rupert steps forward and unhooks the bolts restraining me. "Make it slow or I might get bored. Adeline looks so much like her mother," Father says and my stomach flops over as the disgust from his words poisons my body. He hands me a long knife and I stand perfectly still as my mind zips me back to my first kill. My half-sister...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
KARINA POV I cry while blindly filling my backpack with clothes and essentials as fast as I can.I need to get out of here. I won't be like Sophia. I won't stay and hope for him to change his mind. I won't compete for the right to have what's mine. I will leave. I will be free of this place. I will go where all rejected wolves go. I will go to Outcast. I will no longer live in fear. My smiles will be real. I will be happy. This pack is doomed under the Kincaid reign. I wouldn't have been a strong enough Luna to fix the problems here anyway. In Outcast I won't have to fix anything. Life should be simple. The wood floors creak and I freeze so I can listen with all my might. I don't want my parents to know I'm leaving just in case they try to keep me from going. There is a law against anyone leaving. Alpha even made it to where the train doesn't stop inside our pack. I have to travel to a neighboring pack to be able to board. My parents might be too scared to let me leave because