10. Hazelle
Chapter ten
Hazelle
I sat beside Mistress Belle, enjoying the chocolate-covered strawberries in relative silence after eating little of the meal I was given. The dining room around me boomed with noise and laughter, but my little bubble next to her was quiet. I couldn’t see Elera, but Mistress Belle periodically looked down at the both of us to ensure we were being good.
She chuckled at something someone said down the table, but the wood and cloth jumbled their words for me. This was all much more than I had anticipated. It was going better than I thought, but I wasn’t used to being around so many people. My skin began to crawl, and I wanted to curl up on the cushion with my hands covering my ears.
After finishing what I wanted of the strawberries, ensuring I didn’t eat too much of anything that
I’d be sick again, I sat the bowl aside and adjusted myself so I could lean my head against Mistress Belle’s thigh, blocking one ear and covering my other with my hand. I stared down her leg and tried to zone out, hoping the noises would cease before I panicked.
Elera did her best to prepare me for her being used by others, but we all overlooked my ability to tolerate how loud a party would be. Besides the auction, I hadn’t been in a room with more than a handful of people for years. Even then, it was never like this. It was stuffy and quiet and so boring.
It was safe though. I knew what to expect and what was expected of me. But this was all new, and I felt as if I was already failing. Mistress Belle and Elera were wrong. I was a bad Omega. I wasn’t worthy of them, and I’d end up ruining their night. They’d sell me to the next Alpha, then they’d inevitably get rid of me too.
A vicious cycle ran through my head over and over until Mistress Belle removed my hand and placed hers against my ear, blocking out more of the noise and pressing my head more firmly into her thigh.
The panic lessened, and I relaxed against her and the chair even more.
Time passed, and it felt like I had been in and out of sleep. The party was still going on around me, but it was quieter than before. Were people leaving, or were the other events starting?
It didn’t matter really. Mistress Belle kept her hand on my head and hadn’t let up on the pressure either. I was happy right here and would be even happier if we remained in this position until we left.
I knew I wasn’t going to be that lucky, but there wasn’t as much anxiety about Elera being used as before. All it took was one simple caring act from Mistress Belle. That didn’t mean I was excited for it. If I had a choice, I’d run the other direction and never watch it happen or allow myself to be in that position, but that wasn’t a possibility.
Mistress Belle wouldn’t let anything happen to her or me. I had to believe that and shove those words deep down so they stayed put and guarded me from the horrors my old Alpha had caused. She wasn’t like him. She was nothing like him. I might have been a gift for Elera, but as Mistress Belle said, she was all that mattered.
A small smile etched itself on my face before I felt a tap on my shoulder. Mistress Belle removed her hand and looked down at me.
“I’ve given Reid’s pet, Piper, permission to speak with you.”
She gestured to my left, and when I turned, I saw a tall thin man sitting in his chair with short blond hair and deep brown eyes. They reminded me of Oros’, but instead of hatred and disgust, they held some kindness and intrigue. Sitting beside him was Piper. She looked like an Omega with strawberry blonde hair and hazel eyes.
Unlike Elera and me, she wasn’t collared. She ate like us during dinner, though, while others were fed from bowls on the ground. I was grateful we were allowed to eat normally. I could barely handle eating as it was. I didn’t think I’d be able to stomach eating food nearly off the ground.
“Hi,” Piper said as she scooted a little closer.
I glanced back at Mistress Belle who nodded, giving me permission to speak with her as well.
“Hi,” I said, my voice quiet and cracking thanks to the nerves that ran through my body.
“Are you okay? Do you need some water?” Her hazel eyes grew large with worry.
“No, no, I’m okay,” I assured her. I had been drinking it periodically all night. I didn’t want to disappoint Mistress Belle and Elera by getting dehydrated. It was one of the few things I could guarantee succeeding at as long as I had water available to me.
“Oh, it’s your first time, right? It’s getting to you?”
“Um, well, it’s just a lot of noise. That’s all.” I adjusted so my back was against the chair, and the back of my head brushed against Mistress Belle’s thigh, giving me some security while I spoke with Piper in the middle of a night that was already chaotic.
“Ah, even with my parents, they were always having loud parties. Between the guests, the children, and the pets… It was a lot all the time. Are you from around here? Reid Dear bought me fourteen years ago, but nowhere near here. Not that I’m complaining. I love my life.” Her smile was bright, and I couldn’t help but return it.
“Fourteen years, and you’re still happy?” I asked, bringing my legs up to my chest and wrapping my arms around them. My smile fell, followed by Piper’s. I knew she could see some part of my past flashing through my eyes, so I averted my gaze the moment I noticed.
“Yes, I am. Very much so actually. I’ve bore him five children: two Alphas, two Betas, and an
Omega. They will all be placed with kind people, and I trust him with my life. From what I’ve seen, I know the same is true for your mistress…” Piper sighed, then leaned over, trying to catch my eye. “But she isn’t your first, is she?”
I shook my head. “But I hope she’s my last,” I whispered.
“I hope so too.” Piper looked up at Reid with so much love, and it pained me, knowing so many people were far luckier than I was. I was happy for them, but I also knew I’d trade places with them in a heartbeat if I could go back in time.
Piper and I spoke for a few more minutes, chatting about our clothes and hobbies. I didn’t have much to add to the conversation, but she gave me some ideas and suggested we get together sometime to do them. They had a large pool if nothing else. I didn’t want to swim in the one here. Who knew what was in it, but a more private one that was cleaned before? I would love that.
Mistress Belle and Piper’s master agreed to a get-together, and although I couldn’t have children, I enjoyed being around them at times. Seeing Piper with her children would either be a lovely sight or cause me unbearable pain.
I made a note to ask Mistress Belle and Elera about it. How they coped with not being what society demanded they be, Mistress Belle especially. What did people think about an infertile Alpha buying an infertile Omega? I supposed that was a fair pairing, ensuring no one got trapped with a defective person, but did they whisper about how horrid it was that we existed in the first place?
I didn’t want to believe it. No matter what Oros had claimed. Mistress Belle was anything but defective or useless, and she didn’t seem to think I was either. It was difficult to shut off his voice inside my head, but it helped having Mistress Belle beside me with her voice much closer and clearer than his.
In time, maybe I would mend completely.
“The rooms are open to all! Please have fun, and if you break something, give your check to William,” Catalina announced to the room before sauntering off toward the pool with Layne following behind her.
“I will have Simon get in touch with your assistant, Reid. I am sure we can find a time to let our pets have a little freedom.” Mistress Belle stood and moved around the chair before grabbing our chains. “Have a lovely evening. I know we will.” After we stood, she walked off in the opposite direction of the pool with us beside her. “I think it’s time we found Perrin. I don’t want to stay too late, and the noise is already starting to give me a headache. I need a little fun to distract me.”
I held my breath, then let it out quietly, hoping neither of them noticed I was panicking. Nothing was happening to me tonight. Elera promised this was fun for her, and they both claimed that Perrin was kind.
I could handle this. I wouldn’t freak out. I wouldn’t panic. I would get through this and be the good Omega I knew I could be for Mistress Belle.
It’s fine. It’s fine. It’s all fine.
We walked up the steps leading to the second story, then walked by a multitude of rooms with people already in them in various states of undress, and well, some were already going at it very heavily. I blushed and cringed, never having truly enjoyed anything that Oros or the others had done to me.
I wanted to do things with Mistress Belle and Elera. I wanted them to do things to me, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t scared. The idea of it terrified me, so I hoped tonight went well and I somehow moved past it and got more comfortable with them.
Finally, Mistress Belle stepped into one that was empty, pulling us inside. It was smaller than Elera’s room but was filled with the usual: a large bed covered in thick blankets, nightstands, a closet, and a bathroom. The coloring was like the rest of the house, but the hues leaned a little darker than the pastels and creams elsewhere. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was a typical bedroom, not one meant for party-goers to have sex in.
“Hazelle, my pet, this is our usual room. Cat knows I am particular about things and ensures I have everything I want in here.” She turned around and unclipped our chains from our collars, placing them on the nightstand. “Help Elera get ready while I hunt down Perrin.”
“Help?” I glanced between her and Elera.
“Yes, help. Undo the collar on her dress, kiss her if you’d like, or more. This is a night of fun, my pet. Enjoy it.”
Mistress Belle slid her finger through the ring on my collar and pulled me close to her before planting her supple red lips on mine. A soft moan left my throat as she devoured me.
“Be a good girl for me, Hazelle, and you’ll be rewarded. I promise.”
With one last kiss, Mistress Belle exited the room and left me heaving for air with a small amount of resolve sitting in my chest. I was worried I wouldn’t be enough, but I’d try, and with Elera’s help, there was a much better chance of me being a good little Omega for my mistress, as she demanded.