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Power of the Omega

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Amber was attacked and turned into a werewolf against her will - all to be part of a underground brothel for werewolves. Beaten, raped, and broken in body and spirit and that was all just "training".

Confused, hurt, and scared, Amber still hopes for a chance to escape. But her hope dwindles night by night.

Can she free her wolf and herself or will she be broken down too far?

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Chapter 1 - Beginnings
    "Oh come on, Amber! It'll be fun!" My roommate Jess was practically pleading with me. I'd already told her no at least five times, but she wouldn't stop asking. In fact, she was still waving the flyer in my face, obscuring my view of the textbook I was trying to read.     "Doesn't sound like fun to me. Besides midterms-"     "-are next week, I know. I know." Jess interrupted me. "But that's next week! This is tonight only! You need a break from studying anyways!" She shoved the flyer up to my nose once more. Too close for me to actually read anything on it, but I already knew what it said.     One night only!     Model Search!     And then a bunch of details below that, but the two big lines were what caught the attention of my roommate. And, honestly, she was right. One night off wouldn't make me fail my classes, in fact I had already been thinking of putting the books away and finding something on TV to watch instead. It was just that, I'm not a girl who wants to be judged on her looks. I'm smart and that is what I'm proud of, not how I look. Sure, I take care of my body but I've never dieted. I just like to stay active, when I'm not studying. A nice jog around a park with my headphones in to tune out the world and I'm a happy girl. Being judged by a panel of strangers? No thanks.     "Please? Please, please, please??" Jess begged again. "I want to go, but I don't want to go by myself! That's just wrong! Look, it's at that fun nightclub so once we do our little walk, we can go listen to music and you can watch everyone make fools of themselves getting drunk and trying to dance." My roommate even knew better than to suggest dancing. I might dance in private, but I wouldn't dance at a club. But, she's right on making fun of all the drunks on the dance floor. I couldn't stop the little smile at that thought and Jess squealed with delight.     "YES! Thank you! Thank you!! I promise we'll have fun!!" Oh, if only Jess knew how much those words would haunt me for years to come. But then, it was an innocent promise. Made by a friend who only wanted to enjoy herself for a night.     We laughed and had fun as we picked out our clothes and helped each other with hair and makeup. I had to borrow a skirt from Jess as she insisted all mine weren't short enough. "Jess, it's a model search," I protested when she thrust a mini skirt at me.     "Amber, it's at a nightclub. They're not going to let you in wearing that!" She pointed to the ankle length skirt I'd picked out. It was my favorite skirt, though, silk and flowy. I could see her point though, but I handed her back the skirt.     "Fine, but not this one."     Jess conceded and we settled on a skirt that still stopped above my knees but didn't have me feeling like my panties were on full display. After that, it was easy to pick a matching top from our combined wardrobes and heels to match. I protested the heels until Jess promised to pay for a ride to and from the nightclub. She was right, they matched the outfit too perfectly to pass up.     Finally, we were in our ride and arriving at the nightclub. For all that it seemed like it had taken forever to get ready, we were right on time for all the fun. It seemed the flyer had done its job and there was a line. As we got to the front, we could tell that the process was already starting. In addition to the bouncer, there was another guy at the door. He had to be 6' tall and was wearing a tight shirt that showed off his arms and chest. The deep blue of his shirt set off his dark blue eyes and I was breathless for a moment as Jess and I came to the front of the line and thus face-to-face with this gorgeous man.     "You ladies here for the model search?" Even his voice was gorgeous and Jess and I could only nod, speechless. "Head left once inside and my assistant will show you the way."     Jess turned to me with a big grin and a squeal she tried to keep soft as we entered the nightclub. "Oh, Amber, you have to say it was at least worth it to see him!!"     "True," I answered as we spotted the assistant and were led into one of the VIP rooms.     "Ladies, if you'll just wait here, we'll begin in just a bit. There are sheets for you to fill out, if you could do that before we begin, I'd appreciate it." Though not as handsome as the man at the door, the assistant was not far behind. About the same height, but with bright green eyes and curly dark hair, this man was definite eye candy as well.     The paperwork was boring and Jess and I kept glancing up whenever the assistant showed the others in. I noticed it was slanted very heavily toward all girls, though a few guys were sprinkled in here and there. Then again, not many guys were into modeling. At least, none of the ones I knew would be into it. I let my eyes wander from the others in the room to the room itself. After all, who knew when I'd get to be in the VIP lounge at a nightclub again!     The chairs were comfortable, just soft enough for you to sink in without being too soft where you had to fight to stand up again. There were plenty of small end tables and coffee tables scattered through the room, presumably for everyone to place their drinks on in a normal application of the room. For now, many of us were using them as writing surfaces. There were two doors into the room, the one we'd come in and another that appeared to lead to a backroom, presumably storage. Near that door was a minibar, currently unstaffed.     Before long, gorgeous blue-eyed man from the door was walking into the lounge with a smile. The music from the nightclub crescendoed as the door opened and then muffled as the door shut. While present, it wasn't loud enough to make the man have to speak loudly. "It seems everyone is here, so we'll be able to begin very shortly." He smiled as he glanced about the room and continued to talk about how glad he was to see so many of us and how it was going to be a "night we wouldn't forget".     His assistant had followed him into the room, but was leaning against the door. I thought that a bit odd, but the room was fairly full with those of us who'd showed up for the search, so perhaps he just felt he'd be in the way anywhere else. Movement across the room drew my attention then as the door to the storage area opened. Ah, perhaps we were getting something to drink. I'd happily take a water right-     It was not a waiter. Or a bartender. Or even a human that walked through that door. My mouth gaped open at the sight and several others spotted what had come through the door and screamed. Two huge dogs - or were they really dogs? Did dogs get that big? And with such scary teeth and eyes?? - walked in. Blue Eyes merely smirked at us all. "I see it's time to begin."     Wait, what? But those thoughts were barely formed before the dogs lunged at the nearest people, snarling and growling, teeth flashing. Jess and I were among the group to flee toward the door we'd all come through but now Blue Eyes had joined his assistant and both were clearly guarding the door. Several girls were begging and pleading with the men to let us out but both men ignored it all, watching the slaughter at the back of the room.     I gripped Jess' hand tightly, my wide eyes finding hers. "Maybe we can run out through the storage room," I whispered in her ear as fresh screams came as the huge dogs moved to new victims. The two were clearly hunting us all, but as we were now all grouped on the other end of the room, they'd have to come this way. Perhaps we'd be able to make a run for it.     Jess nodded and we watched the two huge canines, waiting for them to move to one side of the room or the other. Finally, they lunged at a group to our left that was just a bit too close as the crowd jostled each other to try and stay away from the monsters. Jess and I took off along the righthand side of the room and several others followed us. I heard a sharp whistle from behind me as we neared the door. Jess reached up to open it, but it swung open as another huge dog jumped out from the room and attacked.     I screamed as my roommate and best friend went down, not even seeing the first two canines leaping for the rest of our group. All I felt was the sharp pain as bloody fangs pierced my neck and I fell beside Jess. Her hand weakly reached out and I grabbed it, holding tight with what little strength I had left in my dying body. I found her eyes and stared, tears forming in both mine and hers as we knew we were going to die. Right here, right now. My other hand was at my throat, fruitlessly trying to hold my blood in, but I knew it was futile.     We lay there, gasping and gurgling for each painful breath, trying to deny what we both knew. Trying to stay strong for the other. Jess' grip on my hand started to weaken and I clutched even tighter, trying to give her what strength I had.      "I- I-" She sputtered and tried to say something. "S-s-s-s-sor-" was all she managed before her body went still and her eyes lost focus. I wanted to scream! I wanted to grab her and hold her tight, but my own dying body was barely letting me hold her hand.     Tears streamed down my face as I closed my eyes. I knew what she had been trying to say. And I knew she wouldn't hear me or my throat even allow me to say the words aloud, so I said them in my head. "It's not your fault!"      Still struggling for each breath, I held tight to Jess' hand and waited for death to take me away.

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