The Plan

ERIC CUNNINGHAM

I was helping prepare lunch for the pack when the Alpha called me to his room.

I already knew what was going to happen. And by the looks on my fellow kitchen mates' faces, so did everyone else.

I sighed as I put the vegetables that I was washing on the counter and wiped my hands dry on my shirt. I left the kitchen with my head down.

When I got to the Alpha's room, I could hear the sound of objects breaking. I had to slow my breathing before I even thought about going in.

I finished collecting myself and went to knock, but I was instead met with the image of my furious and sweaty Alpha.

He grabbed me harshly and pulled me into the bedroom, immediately closing the door back and shoving me against it.

As he did, I saw a destroyed bookcase, his dresser was knocked on its side, shredded clothes were scattered across the floor, the TV was shattered, picture frames were strewn around the room.

The only thing untouched was his King-sized bed.

He attached his mouth to the junction between my shoulder and my neck and bit down hard, but not hard enough to break the skin.

The pressure of his teeth caused me to let out a pained whimper.

He yanked himself away as if I'd burned him and he let out a low growl. I tried to cower away into the door behind me.

I tried, but didn't exceed. I never did.

He grabbed ahold of my long blonde hair and tore me away from the door and drug me towards his neatly made bed.

He pushed me down and climbed on top of me. I looked into his eyes and saw only the rabid beast that had clawed its way to the surface.

The Alpha ripped my shirt in half and snatched it off of me, flinging it somewhere across the room.

He stared at my chest while rubbing a hand up and down my side, admiring all of the horrible marks and scars he'd left in his wake the many times this'd happened before.

He let a frightening smirk climb onto his face as he growled predatorily at me and flipped me over, holding one of my arms achingly behind my back.

His hand traveled down my back before he forcefully grabbed my hips and clawed off my pants and underwear.

I felt him get up off of me to undo his belt and pull his pants down.

When he was done with that, he crawled back above my backside.

He shoved himself into me dry and we both groaned.

It hurt almost as much as it did the first time.

The Alpha started to make harsh movements and I choked out a quiet whimper. He grabbed onto the back of my neck and started moving harder and faster.

As I lay there while he violated my body once again, I felt a tear fall down my face.

I was lying on my stomach as the Alpha thrusted roughly into me. It was still painful but I'd learned a long time before to just get used to it.

I closed my eyes, trying not to make any noises of pain or discomfort. I tried to disconnect myself from the current situation I was in. Tried to imagine myself far away from this, away from him.

I wanted to cry out for my mother to come and save me from the monster that was pounding into me. I wanted her to hug me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. I wanted to go home to my parents.

But I couldn't.

I knew that, they knew that, he knew that. Everyone in this damned place knew that.

I was stuck here. Forever his. There was no escaping.

Not for me, at least.

He continued his assault as I silently cried.

After a few more thrusts, he finally finished and stopped moving.

The Alpha had just pulled his dick out of me when the Luna walked into their bedroom.

As she looked between us as his seed poured out of my ass, I knew that she wanted to say something. But she knew she couldn't.

All she could do was sit on the sidelines and watch the man she loved cheat on her with anyone he wanted.

He knew that no one could say no to him. He took advantage of that fact multiple times a day, anytime he felt like he needed some companionship.

A gruff voice spoke out, "Omega, get your ass up and get out. I'd like some time alone with my Mate."

I stood on shaky legs and went to walk out of the room while still being fully nude.

I saw a look of panic and fear flash across her face as I walked past her.

I stopped for a brief moment and turned back to her. 'I'm sorry, my Luna,' I mind-linked.

My wolf and I hated doing this to her, hurting our Luna.

She smiled her usual sad smile and gave me a single nod, signaling that she'd be fine.

She always was.

She was the one who suffered the brunt of the abuse.

It was a miracle that she still loved him after everything he'd done to the pack she cared so dearly for.

Hell, it was a miracle that she hadn't left him yet.

She was the one exception. Everyone knew that he wouldn't be able to kill her if she tried to leave.

I walked to my room, getting pitiful looks from all that saw me.

- - -

An hour later, I'd cleaned myself off and gotten changed.

I walked out to the garden and sat on one of the benches, trying to clear my head.

I'd been sitting there for a good twenty minutes before Becky, a Beta and good friend of mine, walked over and sat next to me.

We were both silent for a while before she spoke up, "Are you okay?"

I sighed, sparing her a glance before looking back to my flowers, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"I heard that the Alpha wasn't all too happy when he called for you."

"When is he ever happy?"

"You've got a point there. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay," she said, resting a hand on my shoulder.

I jerked away from the touch. "I said I was fine, Becks."

"What happened?"

"What always happens. He fucked me and told me to leave. My Luna walked in afterward, I could see the disappointment and hurt on her face."

Becky sighed and said, "I mean, it's gotta be hard for her. You have to remember that he is her Goddess Given Mate."

"Yeah. I don't know, though. It pains me to have to do this to her."

"Well, we could always-," she spoke.

"If you say what I think you're about to say, I swear to the Goddess," I stopped her.

"I'm just saying-," she tried to continue.

"How many times do I gotta tell you to drop it?" I asked her, clear desperation present in my voice. "You guys are going to get all of us killed if you keep this up."

"We need help, Ricky," she argued. "The Alpha needs to be stop-,"

"No!" I cut her off. "Are you crazy? You can't talk about stuff like that. Especially not out in public."

"We're in the garden, alone. What is anyone going to do if we talk about the possibility of leaving."

"Do you remember what happened to Donovan? All the terrible things they did to him?"

"Yes, I do. But that won't happen to us. You and I both know that Donovan was never the brightest bulb in the pack."

"I can't believe you," I sighed, exasperated.

"Just hear me out, okay? I have been planning an escape for the past couple of months. Just listen to my plan, hear me out," she pleaded.

I shook my head.

"Please, Ricky."

"Okay," I gave in. "Fine, but not here."

"Okay, let's go to my room," she smiled, standing and walking away.

We walked out of the garden and back into the Pack House, me three steps behind her.

When we made it to her room, she immediately closed and locked the door.

She ushered me to sit on her bed, "Hurry, hurry."

"I'm going, I'm going."

Once we got ourselves situated, she began explaining her plan.

"Okay. So, for a couple of weeks, I've been in constant communication with Alpha Zachariah of the Royal Pack. I've told him of the terrible ways our Alpha treats everyone, including his Mate."

I looked at her with wide eyes and jumped to my feet. "Why would you do that?"

"Eric, calm down," she tried.

"Calm down?" I started pacing. "Calm down? Do you know what the punishment for treason is?"

She got up and grabbed my shoulders, pushing me back toward her bed.

"Calm down and listen," she ordered. "I shared this information with him because I knew that if anyone could help us, it would be the King. In two weeks' time, we'll be out of here and Alpha Blume will be locked away."

"Okay," I nodded. "But what's the plan?"

"In two weeks, the Royal Pack is going to attack our pack."

"What‽"

"Quite," she warned. "They will attack at night and take our pack as 'prisoners,'" she air-quoted. "He wants to talk to me, you and the Luna personally, to ask what we know about Alpha Blume."

"I don't know anything about anything," I said to her in a rushed voice.

She raised an eyebrow. "Don't try that crap with me, I can tell when you're lying."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Look, when you talk to the King, you will no longer be a part of this pack. He has agreed to take in everyone. There is no separation in his pack, everyone is treated with respect."

"I find that hard to believe," I stated.

"Well, you better start believing. We're getting out of here soon."

"Does anyone else know about this?"

"Just me, the Luna, Dylan, and you," she informed me.

"The Luna knows?"

"Yes, she'll be helping us."

"And that's all?" I asked, unsure and hesitant.

"That's all," she spoke calmly. "And you have to remember, you can't tell anyone about this."

"Okay," I promised. "What do I have to do?"

"Just stay out of trouble for now. And when the night finally comes, you'll help the King's soldiers get the children out safely."

"How will they know they can trust me?" I questioned, confused.

"I've sent Alpha Zachariah files on all of the pack members," she explained. "They'll know who you are."

"Okay," I nodded. "Yeah, let's do this."