Chapter 36 #2
Something is thrown over my body, and I hear him moving around tightening it before he leaves.
My eyes snap open to find a fucking net is pulled tightly over me, and when I pull on it there’s no damn give.
I’m an omega caught in its nest, and even I can’t deny there’s irony to be had here.
My head turns on a swivel as I attempt to look for exits, but it’s just one big room before the back doors open to more of the building.
I don’t believe I have a tracker on me, but with who my husband is, that’s not outside the realm of possibilities. Fuck, poor Nico and my pack. They have to be losing their minds.
Wiggling over, I try to drag myself out from the small hole left from the stakes and the netting, but it’ll barely let my hand slide out. If I think too hard about my pack, I’ll turn into a sobbing mess, and I don’t have time for that.
Fuck. I’m fucking stuck, free arms and legs or not. My heart races as Avery skips back into view, giggling as she sees how I’m trapped.
“This is lazy, but I can respect it,” she says. “Zeno! Where are you? I want to play. She’s up!”
Squatting down, she smirks as she gazes down at me. Playing dead didn’t do me any favors. My chest feels tight and heavy, and my fingers are twitching from stress and anxiety. I have no tears for her or myself, just hate.
“You’re going to regret this,” I whisper. “If you sell people, you’re shit at it if I’m the only one here.”
“You’re right. I’m more of a chemist,” she admits. “I just sold fifty men and women, and decided to keep Zeno for myself. The man has a cock of steel, and knows exactly what to do with it. If you were nicer, I’d let you fuck him.”
There’s this creepy childlike quality to her, even though she’s an adult.
Showing me a pole with a pronged end, she grins as she pushes it under the netting and electricity makes me fucking dance on the floor when they push against my torso.
My body jerks and bounces, my mouth gasping as I attempt to continue breathing.
It’s another form of torture, and she fucking giggles as she continues poking me with the fucking cattle prod.
“Miss Avery, you called?” a man rumbles. His voice is low and angry, and Avery makes a face as she pulls away the pole. It feels as if I’m trying to remember how to breathe as I lay there, and I have to keep telling myself to do it.
In and out, Rosalia. Don’t quit.
My eyes finally manage to focus, and I see a huge man who has to be at least seven feet tall. Of course, when you’re laying on your back, everyone seems really tall, but this man is a giant.
“Will you make the omega dance for me, Zeno?” she asks, fluttering her lashes up at him before turning her almost black eyes back to me.
“You’re bonded to your alphas, I see. Those bites on your breast and shoulder are clear as day from here.
I’ll have to photoshop your skin, and then create an activity so the alphas who bid for you only see your back. ”
I can’t talk to her as I continue to twitch from the electric aftershocks.
“I’m sure I could come up with something, but I have this thing for breaking bonds,” she says with an evil grin. “It just gets me so excited. Know what else happens when I’m excited?”
“You use Zeno and I like it,” the alpha grunts, his lips twitching.
Gross. “Fuck!” My scream is pulled from me as he touches the prod against my thigh. I didn’t notice he’d taken it from her, and he’s obsessed with hurting me in sensitive areas.
“Uh-uh. Not her cunt,” Avery admonishes. “That was a little close, Zeno. Have your fun, and then I want you to see if you can get her to do things with your bark. You see, Rosalia, my guys caught him living on the streets and he has a very strong bark.”
Something twisted slides through her eyes before she shudders. She makes sure Zeno can’t see her, and smiles brightly the next time he glances in her direction.
“I think he was some kind of government experiment, but he doesn’t like to talk about it,” she says under her breath.
Remembered fear flashes through her eyes, and I wonder if Zeno has ever attempted to use his bark on her before.
Having your autonomy stripped is something you never forget.
“Anyway, I got a little attached to him, and he gives me great orgasms. The only thing is that he can be a little rough. If I give you to him, then he can enjoy his baser instincts and I win all of the orgasms. Ooh. That was a good scream. Zeno, can you do that again?”
The alpha shoves the prod into my ass cheek again when I make the mistake of curling into myself the best I can underneath the net.
I don’t appreciate the praise Avery continues to give Zeno as he hurts me, and I plot how I’m going to get the fuck out of this mess.
Gritting my teeth, I refuse to give her another scream, turning it instead into a growl.
“Ah. I guess our fun is over. Let’s see what you can do, Zeno. If you can alpha bark her, I’ll let you fuck her ass. I won’t let you do that with me because you’re too big,” she says sadly. “Do you want that?”
Zeno looks curiously at Avery, his brows furrowed. “This not make you mad?”
The words are spoken brokenly, and I wonder if he hasn’t spoken much in the past, or even if English isn’t his first language.
“Not at all.” Avery smiles serenely, and I’m reminded of the pain I had the last time I had anal sex. I don’t think Zeno is going to live for very long. I won’t allow him to.
I may be caught in a net for now, but that won’t always be true. Ultimately, I need to fight Zeno’s alpha bark. A part of me wonders if the Alpha Bark drug may have fucked with my system enough that I’m now immune to it.
Hopefully, that’s the case. If not, I’m going to be playing with the worst kind of fire.
“Good. You look nervous, Little Omega,” Zeno says, leaning over me with the prod in his hand.
“I wonder why,” I rasp. “You have a weapon, and I have none.”
“True. Give the little shit a weapon, Miss Avery?”
The omega presses her lips together in amusement, because I don’t think he meant to call me a shit.
“Fine. Ruben, get her out of your contraption please. Keep your dart guns in your hands in case she can’t be contained. I’ve spent too much money on her to not make it back,” she grumbles.
“You should stop selling people if you think they’re bad investments,” I mutter under my breath. “It doesn’t seem like a good way to get a return back.”
Zeno pokes my foot with the prod, and it takes me by surprise, pulling a scream out of me.
“I still got it,” he chuffs, proud of himself.
Ruben proves to be Dipshit number three, and he pulls the upper stakes out of the ground before he yanks me out.
There are holes placed strategically on the ground, and I wonder if they’re to drain blood.
This place is oddly set up and unnatural, making me shudder as I pull away from Ruben once he puts me on my feet.
“No guns, but maybe we can give her a stick,” Avery muses.
“Make it pointy,” Zeno mutters. “I will use my hands to break the girl, and I want a challenge.”
“Not too much. Remember, you need to use your voice,” Avery states. “Give her commands with your alpha bark, then you can fuck her ass.”
I’m freezing, naked, and in all sorts of pain, and Avery wants to play some weird form of Gladiators? I’m going to enjoy killing everyone here. All I need is half a chance. The guards all have to have guns hidden on them. Endure and survive.
That’s my new anthem.
Ruben smirks as he hands me a stick with a point on it, and then everyone gives me some space. There are many things keeping me from running, but the largest is the big, bad seven foot alpha. The other is that I’m naked and wouldn’t get far.
Okay, Rosa, focus.
“Come here and show me how you fight, Little Omega,” Zeno growls with his alpha bark.
Nothing. Not even a little zip through my body, but I still step forward because it behooves me to. Now, I need to kill him so he can’t use this as validation to rape me.
One of the only things Avery and Papa has ever given me is an immunity to alpha barks, and I’m going to take her rather large plaything away from her. Zeno exists in a different cage, infatuated with Avery’s pussy.
“More,” Avery says as I keep walking. My sore foot’s pain fades into the background with all of the bullshit as I begin to run.
“Raise your left hand!” Zeno yells, to which I ignore. “Drop your stick!”
“Nothing, asshole,” I mutter, hitting him in several areas to which he grunts in annoyance. The only thing that doesn’t cause him to bat me away is when I hit his dick through his pants and then switch to the back of his legs.
He makes his mistake when he hunches down to grab me, and I let him catch me.
His arms wrap around my waist and he squeezes until it’s painful.
Breaking my stick on his arm, I grab his hair and pull him toward me.
Over and over, I stab his neck with the pointed end where his jugular is, my lips twisted in a sneer as he yells and tries to get away from me.
He finally throws me across the room before he drops to his knees, and my body rolls until I reach the far end. Raising my head while I breathe hard, I watch as blood pours from his throat.
“No,” Avery whispers.
Fuck being naked.
Jumping up despite the pain in my ribs from his big hands crushing them, I make my run for it, hoping the darts will miss me as Avery screams at her guards to catch me. I don’t stop as I careen around the corner, running for my life.
Good help is hard to find, huh?