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Why can’t I remember?
“Hello?” I croak out, my throat feeling like it’s on fire.
“Shh. If you make too much noise, he’ll know you’re awake,” a musical voice whispers from the cage.
“Who?” I try to swallow, but my tongue is dry, and I only end up choking, coughing at the dryness in my throat.
“Alpha Victor,” she whispers hollowly.
No. Absolutely not.
This makes no sense. I’ve only met the man a few times. Why is he so determined to have me just from a few chance encounters? My heart beats erratically, and it’s getting hard to breathe. I reach inside myself, searching for my bonds, but I can’t feel anything. Why can’t I detect my mates? I whimper, my lips trembling and eyes burning with unshed tears. Does that mean they can’t feel me either? Shit.
“I can’t feel my mates. Why can’t I feel them?” I cry, ignoring the girl that told me to be quiet.
The only time you shouldn’t be able to feel your bonds is if they’re gone, permanently. Did something happen to them when I was taken? Oh, Gods. Please. Please don’t take my family from me.
I want my alphas.
I want my omega and my beta.
I need their comfort, their scents, their love. I can’t lose them when I finally found them.
“Nonono, please calm down. You don’t understand. You don’t want him in here yet. I’ll answer your questions if you just calm down,” she whispers frantically, pressing her face against the bars so I can see her better.
I gasp when I finally catch sight of her through blurry, tear-filled eyes. That face. I can remember her face, and her tangy lemon bar scent as she looked at me with wide, terrified eyes as she apologized to me before plunging a needle into my neck.
“You,” I grind out, eyes narrowing as a rage like no other fills me to the brim.
She gives me a stricken look and wraps her arms around herself. It’s now that I realize she’s naked, covered in bruises, scars, and bite marks. There are dozens of bites marring her pale skin, like a pack of wild animals got ahold of her and tried to take a bite out of every piece of her. Something tells me those bites belong to only one man, and that sends a sliver of fear racing down my spine. Her copper hair is still a mess around her face, dull and lifeless, and her eyes hold a level of defeat in them that scares me.
This omega has given up. She’s been broken beyond comprehension, and now she’s just tired. And yet, her fear of this man, this alpha, is palpable. I can almost taste it on my dry tongue.
“What has he done to you?” I whisper in horror, a sob wanting to break free for the omega locked in a fucking cage like an animal.
My rage dissipates as quickly as it arrived, leaving behind nothing but sorrow for the pretty girl that’s been destroyed. This isn’t right.
She gives me a sad smile and then stares ahead unseeing, eyes glazing over as she relives her own personal nightmare inside of her head. Is this what he does to the omegas he takes? I know Sage warned me and I’ve heard the rumors, but this is so much more than what I could have imagined.
“He’s particularly crafty when it comes to his form of punishments, so more than I could ever tell someone about in one sitting.” She takes a deep breath, biting down hard on her lip for a moment before she continues.
“I’m from a small town consisting of mostly betas a few hours north of here. Victor showed up there one day when he was having car trouble on his way home. He’d stopped in at the diner I worked at while he waited on the mechanics and the moment he caught sight of me, he was laser focused on getting me to agree to a date. Within hours he had me agreeing, although he made me a little uncomfortable. I couldn’t figure out what caused my gut to churn when he had his eyes on me. By all accounts, he was a perfect gentleman, smooth talking, and exuded confidence. My parents were a beta couple that lived simple lives. If I’m being honest, the town I’m from is outdated, old. When Alpha Victor came around and found me, my parents were all too happy to let him take me. They loved me, but they were not equipped to teach an omega how to... be an omega. They always thought I’d be a beta, just like them. I mean, it’s rare for two betas to produce an omega offspring from what I could learn before he started teaching me the ‘right’ way to be an omega,” she shudders, closing her eyes.
The more she speaks, the more my heart breaks for her. The vacant look in her eyes as she talks to me scares me even more. I really thought he’d forget about me, leave me be, after our last encounter. Clearly, I was very wrong. I just can’t understand why.
“You keep using the past tense when you mention your parents. What happened to them?” I whisper out horrified, already sure I know the answer, and almost afraid to ask her.
A tear rolls down her cheek as she turns her head to the side in shame.
“They died. I-um, I think that’s a story for another time.” She sobs silently, her body shaking as she tries to contain her whimpers and cries.
I feel like I’m going to be sick. He had a hand in it, I’m sure, by her reaction. I don’t need the details. My belly roils, wanting to revolt and send everything back up. This alpha is more of a monster than I’d originally thought. And now I’m trapped in his domain.
What the hell does he have planned for me?
I keep digging inside of me, trying to find my bonds, but everything is muted inside, keeping me from connecting to them.
“Why can’t I feel my mates?” I ask her carefully.
