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The Stained Omega
His Rogue Omega: Chapter 68.
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âCome on, a growing Alpha like you needs all his veggies, get them caten.â I glance up at Sally as she
pushed my plate back towards me, sheâs such a kind lady, not like my mother. She always makes me
my meals, makes sure my clothes are clean and that my bed has clean. sheets. She even helps make
me feel better when my father hurts me, sometimes it doesnât work but I like it when she tries. I smile at
her kind face as I start forking the leeks and cabbage into my mouth.
âWhere is he?â I drop my fork and try to jump down from the chair at the breakfast bar.
âDonât, run and it will be worse.â Sallyâs voice is low so father wonât hear her, I know sheâs right, running
never works and it always leads to further punishment.
âThere you are, eating as usual, you realise how much you cost me a month?â My father comes into
the kitchen waving his hands about, his. dark hair is greasy and in need of a good clean. His beer belly
is stretching his shirt out so much it looks like it might actually burst open, his green eyes, so unlike
mine are blazing with fury.
âIâm sorry Alpha.â I cast my eyes down to the floor, Iâm not allowed to call him father or allowed to look
at him. I think he would rather I not be here at all but my mother insists that I stay, I donât know why she
cares.
âCome with me, now.â I donât look at Sally as I jump down from the breakfast bar and leave my plate of
half eaten food. I keep my eyes on
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the floor as I follow my fathers heavy footsteps, he leads me to the office. his office, itâs where he
always punishes me. Going in here I know Iâm about to endure some kind of pain, I donât know what I
did to make him angry this time or even if it was me but I know Iâm about to be punished as he closes
the heavy wooden door.
âI was at a meeting today, you know what the meeting was about?â I shake my head no as I kneel on
the floor in front of his desk, Iâm not allowed to sit in the comfortable chairs. My father moves over to his
desk and pulls open the bottom drawer. I know itâs the bottom one without even looking up, itâs where
he keeps his whip and belt.
âNo. Alpha.â Everything inside of me wants to scream and shout but I keep my voice low and
appeaseable. It wonât stop the punishment but it might make it not last as long.
âThey want me to make plans for when you take over, they actually think that you are going to be Alpha
of this Pack. Will you be, Alpha boy?â I shake my head no, âtake your shirt off, Iâm not buying another
one.â I start to pull my t-shirt over my head, itâs not that the Pack doesnâ t have money itâs just that he
doesnât want to spend it.
I try to brace myself as I hear the whip sail through the air, no matter how tight I hold myself I always
fall forward when the whip lands. It slices through my skin, I can feel the blood running down my back
as he does this five more times. Iâm gasping in pain by the time he grabs me by the scruff of my neck
and drags me over to the cupboard. I have no fight left in me to protest as he shoves me inside.
âYou will never be Alpha, Iâll kill you myself before you take over from me.â I cringe as he spits at me
and slams the door closed. Itâs only once. I am alone in the dark that I let my tears fall, alone and afraid
I cry until there is nothing left. One day Iâll get out of here, one day Iâll be strong and Iâll be able to fight
back, I just wish that day would come
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âCas?â A soft knock comes from the other side of the door, I know the voice but I canât place it, it
sounds like some kind of Angel. Iâm not sure how long Iâve been inside the punishment cupboard,
maybe Iâve fallen asleep and Iâm dreaming. Maybe he actually did it this time and killed me, maybe I am
speaking to an Angel.
âHello?â My voice sounds small and so far away.
âIâm here Cas but I canât open the door. Did he do this often?â I nod at the voice before I remember she
canât see me.
âYes, this is my punishment.â I hear scratching on the door as if the Angel is trying to claw her way
inside.
âHow old are you?â What a strange question to ask, surely an Angel knows how old I am.
âIâm nine, donât you already know Angel?â I hear chuckling and then more scraping. Iâd move closer to
the door but I canât even turn around in here itâs so small.
âStill with that silly nickname, Iâm no Angel, Cas. Hang on, think Iâve got it.â A loud bang fills the
cupboard as the door flies open, the light behind the Angel is so blinding I have to hold up my hand to
block my eves. After a minute or so I see the dark Angel is holding a hand
haired out to me, offering me help, slowly I reach out towards her. I push as she pulls and I fall from the
cupboard landing on top of her.
âI know your face.â I tell her as I push up off of her body, my arms that were tiny only a second ago are
now long and muscled. I can feel the strength of my body as I lift myself up and hold a hand out to her,
by the time sheâs standing I am towering over her.
âNow thatâs the Cas I know.â Eva beams up at me with her shining blue
eyes. looking around the room I notice we are in my fatherâs office but it looks dusty and musty from not
being used.
âI donât understand. I was just in here.â Eva takes my big hand in her tiny one. looking down I notice
how pale her skin is compared to my slightly tanned arm.
âYou were dreaming. I could feel your pain so I guess I pulled myself in. Donât ask me how, I keep
getting told itâs a story for another time. Come on, I want to show you something.â I follow Eva as she
pulls me from the old office. Iâm not sorry to be leaving. I hate this room and always have. I donât
understand how Eva has made it into my nightmare but Iâm glad sheâs here. she seems to have chased
the nightmare of my father away. Normally he stays with me until I am on the floor in a puddle of blood,
it always ends the same way, with me trapped and unable to breath in that tiny cupboard.
Eva takes me through the kitchen and out into the garden, the sun is beating down on the grass, in the
distance I can see a bundle of slate. grey and white fur.
âGhost is talking with Storm, heâs quite upset. Maybe let them be for a little bit?â I nod my head as I
stare at the two wolves, laying on the floor they are wrapped around each other, it almost reminds me
of a yin and yang pattern.
âWhy are we out here?â I ask Eva in confusion, I have no idea whatâs happening or why itâs happening.
âI need to plant these, I tried to plant some before but they died. I think if you help me they might take
to the soil.â She points down to a flower bed that isnât actually in our Pack house garden, the soil has
been. overturned and the plants lay on the grass beside it.
âIâm not a gardener.â I kneel down on the grass and pick up one of the
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lavender plants, it smells amazing and reminds me of Eva. âYou smell like these, I always think of
lavender when I smell you.â Eva chuckles. as she kneels next to me, picking up a small shovel she
starts to dig at the earth.
âWhat did you do this time? I know he did it often but what was the punishment for in this nightmare?â
Eva holds out her small hand for the plant and I pass it to her, I think back to the nightmare and what
happened.
âHe had a meeting, itâs one all Alphaâs have when they have a male heir. Itâs one that sets out the
guidelines for when the son will take over, he never wanted me to take over.â I turn to look over at
Storm and Ghost, she seems to be licking the side of his face, almost like sheâs grooming him, itâs a
personal thing to allow another wolf to
groom you.
âWill you be like that, if we have a son?â I look back at Eva as she casually asks the question.
âNo, Iâll guide him, teach him how to do better and learn from my mistakes. When itâs time Iâll send him
off to another Pack to learn from another Alpha, the way it should be.â I shock myself with my answer,
no one has ever asked me how I would be with my own son but I know deep down inside of me that I
will never be like my own father.
âOf course for us to make a son you will have to leave that cell.â Her words startle me and I stand up so
quickly that I am pushed from the garden.
Opening my eyes I see Eva asleep on a small cot just outside of the cell bars, she looks peaceful in
sleep and now I know why. Sheâs in a sunny garden, planting flowers and planning our future, standing
from the floor I stretch before pulling the key from my pocket and opening the cell door.