Stolen by The Pack: Chapter 15

Ihated Grant at this moment.

There was no way I would ever forgive him after this.

“I can stand,” I insisted, even though my abdomen clenched in pain. His arms wrapped tighter around me.

“I know you’re in pain, and I know you have your pride,” he argued.

Just then, the double doors opened. A man wearing a purple robe answered the door. He looked to be in his forties, and it looked like he had dyed his long hair white. His ice-blue eyes looked crazy as he looked around wildly at us. His thin lips pulled up in a smile.

At first sight, I didn’t like him.

“Grant! After all these years,” he said. Then his eyes zeroed in on me. “You’ve brought her to me. Very nice.”

“I expect you to keep your end of the deal, Jatix,” said Grant in a serious tone. “I lived on the human lands tracking her down for years, and now I expect my property and orchard.”

I couldn’t believe him.

He was trading me in for property. This was the plan years ago. He was conniving, and he was getting riches while I was going to be the property of this pack.

Jatix couldn’t keep his eyes off me. His hands pawed my arms and my elbows, feeling me up like I was his toy. My stomach turned.

“Stop,” I seethed. “I don’t want to be with any pack.”

Jatix laughed, holding his knees.

“She’s been living on the human lands a little bit too long and raised like a regular human. She doesn’t know she belongs with a pack,” he said, out of breath. “Grant, I’ll sit with you tomorrow morning to write the check and all the property you own.”

“I’ll never forgive you,” I seethed.

Suddenly, Grant set me down on my feet and touched the small of my back.

“This is goodbye, then,” said Grant. That was the only thing he could say.

I couldn’t turn to look at him. I just couldn’t.

“Just go,” I choked out.

“Come with me, sweetheart,” said Jatix holding my hand and bringing me inside the mansion. Women were hanging around everywhere, and men were fawning over them in different positions. The women were soon forgotten upon seeing me. I noticed some of the women looking angry and jealous at my arrival. “Alphas! I brought a surprise.”

Before I could even blink, four other men surrounded me.

“She’s an omega,” said one of the men. He had a bunch of piercings. They were all looking at me in wonder and enthrallment. “I could smell her omega scent.”

“Yes, she is Darius,” said Jatix.

“I’m not your omega!” I said, backing away from them. They all looked frightening, with Jatix being the worst with his crazy eyes. All those tattoos and hard muscles surrounding me were way too intimidating.

“Hmm,” said Jatix, stalking me. Eyes narrowed.

My chest rose and fell in shallow breaths as I panicked. Going into fight or flight mode. I was still in heat, so it wasn’t a good combination. I felt aroused and also shaking with fear.

“Please let me go,” I said.

“It’s the law for an omega to mate with alphas,” said Jatix. “You cannot survive on your own. Now bring that sweet ass over here before I punish you.” His threat wasn’t light. It looked like he meant it.

I turned and ran for the front door.

But the pack was too fast for me. Someone grabbed me, lifting me into the air.

“Where do you want her, Jatix?” asked the rough voice of the man carrying me against his scarred chest.

“To the Naughty Room,” said Jatix. “She tried to run away so we must train her and teach her a lesson.”

What the hell?

I grew increasingly terrified as we descended a flight of stairs.

I fought and shoved the man holding me, but it was like fighting a boulder. He wasn’t budging, and his hold on my midsection tightened as he carried me. Finally, after a few minutes of walking down the stairs, the man set me down on my feet, and I hitched up my wet dress to keep from tripping.

Jatix pulled my hand into a darkly lit room.

The Naughty Room had red curtains that covered all the windows from top to bottom. There were multiple beds in a neat, straight row in the back covered in white sheets. In the middle of the vast room were contraptions that hung from the ceiling. Handcuffs hung from it, and there were different colored whips of varying sizes hung next to the handcuffs.

I stared wide-eyed at all the sex toys.

I didn’t recognize many of them sitting on a shelf organized by labels. Vibrators, anal plugs, beads, vibrating panties, and other things that looked like torture devices to me were terrifying. But my body turned hotter as I gazed at them, scared of what Jatix had in plan for me.

“What are you going to do to me?” I asked when he sat on a large chair and pulled me onto his lap.

“Before I can share you with my pack, I have to spank you, darling,” he said. “Just a warm-up before we get to the show.”

“Please don’t,” I trembled. I was trapped.

The four men stood around us like guards, preventing my escape.

Jatix touched my chin in mock pity, his eyes delighted. I looked away. Then in two seconds, he spun me around. My bottom was turned to face him. I squirmed and tried to get out of his grasp, but it was useless. My boobs were squashed against his knees, covered in his stupid purple robe. He smelled of excessive men’s cologne.

He pulled up my dress, exposing my butt. I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I had lost it on Sam’s boat on the way here.

“What a beautiful plump bottom,” he said as he rubbed his palm over it. “You are ours, little omega. We have been waiting for you for a long time. Right men?”

“Yes,” one of the men answered in response.

“Who wants to see me open her up?” said Jatix.

“Spread her open, alpha Jatix,” said one of the men in a hitched voice. I could hear zippers unzipping and could see their pants start to drop. Watching me closely. My pussy was dripping despite my fear.

“First, she needs to be spanked. Right, little omega?” said Jatix.

“No,” I said. That earned me a swift hard spank to my left buttock. I yelped in pain. When the sting died down, he spanked me again on the opposite cheek. I squirmed in his lap, trying to rub my aroused pussy on his knee. His spanking made me more aroused, and my womb clenched painfully.

“Such a pretty bottom,” said Jatix. “It looks shocked and pink right now. I’ll spread you open for my men to take a look. Be a good girl and open up.”

I kept my knees together, refusing to open for them.

“I’m not your omega,” I stubbornly refused again. I thought about Grant and his rejection of me. I bit my lower lip, refusing to cry.

Suddenly the door crashed open, and the men were quickly pulling their pants up.

“What’s going on?” I heard Grant’s voice.

“What do you want, Grant?” asked Jatix, patting my butt to stay put. “The deal is done. We get to do whatever we want with our omega.”

“I reject the offer,” said Grant in his booming voice. “I’d like the omega back.”

“Ha, it’s too late,” said Jatix. “She’s a pretty little thing, and I actually really like her. You can have any of my beta females upstairs if you want. I don’t give a fuck about them.”

“I don’t want your betas.”

“Are you challenging me?”

“I am,” said Grant, not hesitating.

Jatix pushed me off his lap, and I scrambled up, pulling my dress down. Jatix tied his robes tighter around him, his body stiff with anger. I saw Wesley, Tony, and Sam enter the room after Grant.

My omega heart sang when I saw Grant and his pack again. Tony winked at me, and I smiled through my tears.

There was hope now. When Grant saw the tears in my eyes, he turned to Jatix. His gaze was ice. It looked like he was trying to compose himself, but then his face twisted up in a savage snarl.

“What’s wrong poor boy?” taunted Jatix.

“You fucker,” Grant growled with all the alpha power in his voice. Then he charged at Jatix.

“Back off,” screamed Jatix. But Grant was punching him repeatedly in the face.

All hell broke loose, and chaos erupted.

Bodies were being hurled and flying everywhere. The mansion erupted in the sound of shouts and broken furniture.

Tony ran towards me and pulled me towards safety.

“I need to get you to safety,” he said as we skirted around the fight and ran up the stairs. By the time we made it upstairs, I was out of breath, and I could see the living room had cleared out of all the naked ladies.

Tony opened a random door, and we barricaded ourselves inside the broom closet. There were cleaning supplies, and it smelled like soap and bleach. We were crammed in the tiny space, Tony’s large body inches from mine.

“What made Grant come back?” I asked.

“We told him that he was being an asshole,” he said. “He ended up caving in when he was finally convinced it wasn’t a good idea.”

“Wow,” I said. Being this close to Tony was causing my arousal to rise again. After the spanking I received today, I was horny again. “Tony, I need some help.”

“Yes?” he asked, looking at me knowingly. I knew that he knew.

“Umm, I need relief.”

“What kind of relief?”

All day, I was cramping, trying to forget my pain. But now, it had come back with a vengeance.

I held my middle. “It hurts, Tony.”

“Lift your dress, baby,” he said, quickly unzipping his pants. I hurriedly lifted my dress, exposing myself. I needed him. My body had a mind of its own ever since I stopped taking the pills. The dormant omega inside had come alive.

Tony lifted me up, pressing my back up against the wall. He lifted my legs, and I wrapped them around his waist.

My pussy was aching to be penetrated deep. The fighting downstairs was forgotten.

I was focused on the here and now.

“I’m sorry this is a bad time,” I whispered as he pushed his cock inside me. The girth of it stretched my pussy wide.

“Don’t apologize, baby,” he said, kissing my neck. “My cock feels so good right now. Let me fuck you.”

“Harder,” I moaned, and he thrust his hips against me, his penis burying even deeper inside me. His thumbs flicked my nipples as he pounded into me, stimulating my entire body. His hot breath on my neck and his hair brushing against my arm sent me into a frenzy. I moved my hips along with him, pulling him deeper inside me. My hands scratched the back of his neck when I pulled him in for a kiss.

His tongue pushed into my mouth.

Our tongues twisted over each other wildly as his dick thrust inside me harder and harder.

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he said against my mouth. His tongue plundered my mouth as he orgasmed inside me.

“So hot,” I whispered my lips on his. His cock swelled inside me, knotting me to him as squirts of semen shot into my womb. I was scared of getting pregnant, of course, but when I was in heat, it was impossible to think clearly except wanting to fuck my alpha.

His hand touched my pussy as his cock was still buried deep inside me. His large thumb rubbed my clitoris, and I sighed against his lips in pleasure. My pussy was sensitive these days, and any touch could set me off. I closed my eyes, feeling the pad of his thumb rubbing my clit in an up-and-down motion.

It felt amazing.

My pussy was filled with cock, and the stimulation against my clit was something I dreamed about before my heat.

“Cum for me, Tiana,” he said, using my name. “Your clit is so swollen. I need your slick baby.”

“Ahh,” I moaned. My legs clenched. My pussy tightened over the thick knot, pulling it inside me deeper as my orgasm rocked through my body. My body trembled as he closed his eyes in ecstasy.

We laid in a sweaty mess on the floor of the closet, waiting for the knot to recede. I played with the hair on his tan chest.

“I want to do this with you forever,” Tony said, cupping my boob in his hand. My nipple started hardening again as he gently squeezed.

“What’s going to happen to me?” I asked.

“You’ll be shared with our pack when you live with us,” he answered.

“Wait, you’re not bringing me back home?”

“You’re an omega. You belong with an alpha pack, your true home,” he said matter-of-factly like it didn’t sound outrageous at all. But when he saw the shock on my face, he quickly righted his words. “You can always bring that up to Grant.”

We heard crashing, and the knot inside of me went down.

“Looks like they’re still at it,” I said. “Thanks for your help, by the way.”

He pulled out and quickly hitched his pants up.

“My pleasure, baby. I’m going to help them out now. Stay here until I get back, okay?”

“Okay.”

He left the closet and closed the door behind him.

My pain was gone for the time being. I got up and leaned against the wall trying to catch my breath.

There was a whirlwind of emotions going through me. I wanted to be part of their pack so badly. To let these alphas take care of me. It was a strange new feeling inside me. But it was the smart thing to do, especially after they kidnapped me.

I just thought I’d graduate from college and find a man in my forties one day. But I wasn’t prepared for this, and I sure as hell won’t be trapped on Howl’s Edge forever.

This was my only chance to escape.

I hitched up my dress and slowly opened the door. I peeked out the door.

Seeing no one there, I quickly ran to the front door. I ran across the front yard and between the palm trees in my bare feet. It was hard running across the sand, slowing me down. My heart was pumping wildly with every step I took farther away from the house. I saw a street full of vendors selling things.

I ran down the road, trying not to crash into people. The people on Howl’s Edge looked no different than people in my hometown, just scruffier looking. Every once in a while, I’d see a full-blown werewolf strolling in the crowded streets. It was rare to see females here as well. The sun was hot on my back as I weaved my way through the people.

“Five hundred dollars!” shouted a man. I looked over to see what the commotion was about. I was shocked to see a stage with females chained by their ankles standing in a row. They were dressed up in fancy dresses and tons of makeup.

“What in the actual hell?” I muttered to myself, shocked at what I was seeing. Were they auctioning off females? This couldn’t be real. The females looked unhappy and wouldn’t look at the crowd. They all had the same mark on their shoulder.

The wolf claw mark that I had.

My heart hurt for them, but I was in trouble if I didn’t escape off this island fast enough.