Cursed Abomination: Alpha's Reject, Lycan's Fate

They called it “home,” but all I ever heard were chains clinking and whips slashing my skin when the door shut. There was no home for a Cursed Abomination like me in this world. My feet ached on the cold concrete floor as I dragged myself to the sink. The stench of rotten meat and blood stuck to my fingers no matter how hard I scrubbed. My back screamed from yesterday’s punishment; punishment for crying out when they kicked me, whipped me, and tore me. Apparently, my screams ruined their fun. I was supposed to moan, supposed to enjoy it, as they broke my bones, split my thighs open, and took turns destroying me for hours. Ivy’s soft footsteps echoed behind me. “Iris…” she whispered, clutching my tattered skirt. Her big eyes searched mine for comfort I no longer knew how to give. I knew she was hungry. She was already skin and bones from starvation, yet I still didn’t know when there would be leftovers next time so I could feed her. “Go to the room. I’ll be back soon with the food,” I whispered, forcing a smile that felt like cracked glass on my face. “Quickly.” But I was too late. The door creaked open. My body stiffened. I didn’t even need to look to know. They were home. Ivy froze. “Where the f**k is my tea?!” Beta Damian’s voice boomed through the kitchen like thunder laced with venom. My breath caught in my throat. My hands shook as I fumbled for the kettle. “I-I’m making it—” The next sound was the slap. Sharp. Flesh against flesh. My cheek exploded with pain. My knees buckled, and I crashed against the wall. “Who told you to speak, you dumb b***h?! You think you’re here to rest?” I tasted blood. Something inside my mouth was loose. Maybe a tooth. I didn’t care. All I saw was Ivy. Frozen. Pale. Her lips trembling. “Run,” I mouthed. She didn’t. She never did. A belt whipped through the air. The sting ripped across my back. I screamed before I could stop myself. Another blow. Another. Again. Again. “YOU THINK YOU CAN ESCAPE WORK?” Each word was punctuated with a strike. I collapsed, hands barely catching me. Blood pooled beneath me. My bones rattled from the inside. I tried to crawl away, but a foot slammed into my ribs. I wheezed. Vision blurred. Everything rang. I glanced up. Ivy was still there. “Iriss…” she sobbed. Her voice cracked as she ran toward me. “Please stop hurting my m—!” “No, Ivy—go back!” I croaked. “Go back, baby, please—” He turned toward her. No. Not her. NOT HER. I hurled myself forward. Grabbed his leg. “Don’t touch her! Hit me—ME—” “You think you can order me, you useless w***e?” His boot crashed into my skull. The world spun. I couldn’t hear anymore. Just… buzzing. Ivy’s screams were distant echoes now. My body wouldn’t move. He yanked me up by my hair. My neck jerked. I saw her tiny hands trying to pull his arm off me. “LET HER GO!” Ivy sobbed, clinging to him. “She’s sorry! Pwease, Iris is sorry, pweaseeee!” He threw her off. She hit the floor. A soft thud. My heart stopped. I didn’t feel pain anymore. Just fire in my blood. “Ivy…” I whispered. I lunged for her, dragging myself across the broken tiles. He kicked me again. My shoulder dislocated. I didn’t care. I kept crawling. If I could just reach her… Just hold her… Even if I died doing it… But I still couldn’t protect her. I was too late. Beta Damian snarled behind me. “You dare speak back? You dare disobey me?” He stormed forward, grabbing both Ivy and me by our arms like we were sacks of filth. Ivy whimpered, clinging to me. “I’ll show you what happens to insolent little mutts like you.” “No—please! Not her!” I screamed, struggling against his grip, but it was no use. His claws dug into my flesh as he dragged us down the hallway, past servants who averted their eyes like we were ghosts. Like we didn’t exist. He kicked open the Alpha’s bedroom door. And I froze. There, tangled in silk sheets, was Ryker. His broad, naked back moved rhythmically; he was still thrusting into someone. Cindy. She arched beneath him, moaning loudly, lips curved into a cruel smile the moment she saw me. Cindy. The only friend I’d ever had. The girl who once held my hand in the woods and promised to help me escape from this cruelty. The girl who now clung to my mate like she belonged there. I couldn’t breathe. Ryker stopped mid-thrust. His head turned toward me, and his lip curled in irritation. “What the f**k is this?” he snarled. “Alpha,” Beta Damian said, his grip tightening on my arm, “this b***h disobeyed me again. Thought she could hide in the kitchen. Disrespected your rule. And the pup—she dared to speak.” Ryker’s eyes narrowed. “Interrupting my pleasure?” he hissed. Cindy rose behind him like a goddess draped in sin, trailing her fingers down his back. “She’s jealous,” she purred. “She always thought being your mate meant she mattered.” Ryker’s laugh was bitter, sharp like a knife. “She thought being mated to me would save her.” And I did. Goddess forgive me, I did. I thought fate had given me an escape. A mate. A protector. I thought he’d lift me from the mud. I thought he would love me without care for my origin. Isn’t that’s why moon goddess made the bond for? But I was so f*****g wrong. His eyes slid over me with disgust, then to Ivy; tiny, trembling, clutching my side. “Bring them in.” “Pwwease… leave Iris…” Ivy’s voice was so faint, like a breath caught in her throat. She was trying to protect me. No. No. No. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She wasn’t the one supposed to protect me. I barely had time to turn and run Ivy to safety before Ryker’s hand latched around my throat, lifting me like I weighed nothing. My feet kicked, desperate, but no air came. Then, he threw me. The bed hit my back like a slab of stone, the air exploding from my lungs. I couldn’t breathe. My chest ached. My eyes stung, wide, searching, panicked. No… please… I knew that look in his eyes. I knew what was about to happen. And still—I couldn’t stop shaking. “No... Please...” I screamed; my voice raw. “Please… let Ivy go. Please… she’s too young…” I scrambled to sit up, but he was already moving toward me, his face twisted in that sick grin. His body, disgusting and aroused, now hovered over me with that sickening intent. “Please… Alpha Ryker… please, do anything with me… I’ll do anything… just let her go… please don’t do this…” “Why?” he sneered, as if my words were filth. “Afraid she’ll see how she was produced? From an abomination like your kind?” His breath was foul. His body was close. I couldn’t stop crying. My body trembled with sheer horror and panic of what was about to unfold. He wanted her to watch. He wanted her to see this! “You ruined my pleasure,” he growled, reaching for me, “so now you’ll use your cursed body to satisfy me.” “No!” I begged, trying to crawl away, my limbs failing me, “please…” “…please… I’ll agree to anything, please not in front of Ivy, I beg you…” “she’s too young, please send her away…I’ll do anything pleaseeee…….” My voice was hoarse, breathless, panicked; begging, screaming, fighting; holding onto the hope of last bits of humanity that they might have left to spare that child. But his command came like thunder. “Hold her down.” I was wrong to expect even a shred of humanity from beasts like them! Two men grabbed my arms and shoulders, pinning me. I thrashed, screamed, bit until blood filled my mouth, but it didn’t matter. My wolf burned inside me—she wanted to shift, to fight—but instead she used her strength to keep me from blacking out, from bleeding out. My body refused to heal. It used everything just to endure. Ivy was screaming. Please don’t let her see this… “Lewwt me go! Lewwtt me go! No! No! Iris!” I couldn’t turn to her. I couldn’t move. Cindy’s voice hissed through the chaos, then a slap cracked through the room. “Ivy!!” I screamed. I couldn’t see her anymore. I couldn’t see anything, only shadows. And then I felt it. He tore the last shred of my clothing. And he— My body arched in agony as he forced himself in, all at once. No warning. No care. Just pain. Everything inside me screamed. I shattered. Silently. Violently. My scream never made it past the hand that clamped over my mouth. It kept coming. The pain. The tearing. The sick laughter. The stench. My bones cracked against the bedposts as they gripped me tighter, harder, crueler. He was done. Another took his place. And then another. And another. I didn’t know how long it lasted. Time stopped. Sound faded. My body went numb. My heart… too. Ivy’s screams dulled into nothing. I didn’t know if she was still there. I couldn’t feel the bed beneath me anymore. Just pain. And blood. My blood. And when it ended, when they finally stopped... I was still there. Eyes wide open. But not seeing. Mouth parted. But not breathing. They left me there—what was left of me. Everything broken. Torn. Crushed. My bones. My soul. Even my wolf was silent. I didn’t know if I’d ever heal. And I didn’t care. Maybe… maybe this was what I was born for. Born to be nothing. Born to be used. Born to die like this. I wanted to die. Please, Moon Goddess… just let me die. I didn’t know how long I lay there. I didn’t even know if I was alive or just existing in the fragments of pain. But then—something warm. Small hands. Tiny sobs. Wet cheeks brushing mine. “Iris... pwease... pwease wake up...” Her voice cracked like her soul had shattered. She was still there! “Iris... I don’t wann bread anymwore... pwease...” “Pwease wake up... I’ll be a good girl... I pwomise...” Tears slipped from the corners of my swollen eyes. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. But her voice... her little broken voice wrapped around my heart like chains pulling me back from the abyss. You were always a good girl, Ivy. Always. I forced my hand to rise. Every nerve in my body screamed. But I lifted it; shaking, bloody; and touched her cheeks. Her sweet, soft cheeks. I brushed away her tears with my thumb, smearing them with blood I couldn’t tell was hers or mine. “You’re... my little princess,” I whispered, voice hoarse, shredded. “The best girl in the world.” More tears ran down my face, washing streaks of blood as her body curled into me, sobs quaking her thin frame. “I’m sorry...” I choked, “I’m so sorry your Iris couldn’t protect you.” Ivy let out a cry that shattered me. “Noooo... Iris... I lowe you... I lowe you so much...” Her voice cracked. And I... I smiled. Just for a second. A bloody, broken smile that never reached my heart. I wanted to freeze that moment. I wanted to hold her forever. But— Click~ My heart seized. Footsteps. Voices. Outside the door. Muffled... but not enough. "Alpha said to lock the room tight." "Don’t let the little mutt or the runt out. Tonight, the kid’s goin’ to auction.” Laughter. Disgusting. Cruel. My breath stopped. "Let’s see if anyone even buys a filthy thing like that—" "Don’t underestimate," another voice cackled, "some like ‘em real young." Auction~ Young~ Buy~ Ivy~ No. No. No. My heart slammed against my ribs as the blood drained from my face. They were talking about Ivy. My Ivy~ My baby~ My child~ They were going to sell her? My scream never made it past my lips. My body wouldn’t move. My soul had already started burning alive. Ivy’s breath hitched in my arms, clinging to me like I was safety. But I wasn’t safety. I wasn’t anything. Just a shattered mother figure, lying in a pool of blood, listening as they prepared to sell my baby to monsters. I needed to run... We needed to escape from this place. Not for me—never for me. But for Ivy. I needed to break free. But how? How could I possibly fight when I couldn’t even stand? How could I save her when I couldn’t even save myself? What do I do? What can I do…? And all I could do… was cry silently as she whispered, "I lowe you." Just then, a piercing voice tore through the haze in my mind, sharp and sudden, like a blade slicing through the numbness that had wrapped around me like chains, jolting my body awake through the pain. “Iris… RUN!!!” I gasped. My body jolted with a shock I wasn’t ready for, and there was a flicker of something burning beneath the surface, faint. My limbs were dead weight, my vision blurred, but for the first time in between these horrible ordeal… I felt her resurface completely, my eyes glowing glittery silver. Kora. My wolf. My other half. The soul that had gone silent to protect me when the pain became too much. The reason I was still breathing. “K-Kora…?” My lips didn’t move, but I reached for her, trembling in my mind. Tears spilled from my eyes as I clutched Ivy tighter against my chest, her warmth the only thing grounding me to this world. “How? How do I run? What do I do-” Pain lanced through my spine as I tried to shift my legs. I choked on a sob. My bones were broken. My muscles torn. Every breath was a scream. “I can’t…” Kora’s voice wrapped around me like a tremor laced with steel. “Yes, you can. You will. Not for you. For her.” Her. Ivy. Today they would sell her to monsters. And I—I was still lying here, broken, crying, useless. Kora’s voice softened, but her urgency never waned. “I’m going to heal you. Just enough to shift. Once I do, you’ll shift. I’ll carry you both out of this pack.” My heart dropped. Ice flooded my veins. No… no no no— “Kora, no!” My scream echoed only in my head. Panic clawed up my throat as I realized what she meant. “You can’t!!! You are already so weak. You’re fading away from me… If you do this, you'll not survive, Koraaa!! I’ll find another way to save, Ivy!!!” Her silence hit me harder than any blow Ryker ever landed. "Noooo... this is the only way,” Her voice was loud and clear but turned to a whisper. So soft, so sad. “It doesn’t matter what happens to me… if it means you both get to live. Even if I die, you just need to shift before that happens...” “No. No, Kora, please—don’t do this. There has to be another way, please—” “This is the only way.” Her voice cracked, just slightly, but her will was unshakable. “Iris, I have to... after all, I'm the reason you had to suffer this cruelty all your life. I’m the abomination that you were cursed with. I owe you this much...” “You don’t owe me anything!” I sobbed, violently, my chest heaving despite the stabbing pain. “It wasn’t your fault! It was never your fault! It was them—it was this place—it was the cruelty of monsters pretending to be people! You… you were the only good thing I ever had!” For a moment, she didn’t answer. Then, with a love I could feel in my bones, she said, “You have half an hour. I’ll stop the bleeding, realign your bones, just enough for one shift. Find a way out. Let me take over. Take her and we don’t look back.” “Kora…?” I called into the silence. “Kora, please… answer me!” But she ignored me. Her energy began pouring into my body like liquid fire which was painful, purifying. My wounds started to knit together. The burning eased. My bones clicked, twitching as they realigned. My body began to tremble. I clutched Ivy tighter, burying my face in her hair to muffle the scream clawing at my throat. I was losing everything, everything except for this pathetic life. And I didn’t even have the option to fall apart. Not now. “Ivy…” I cupped her tear-streaked cheeks, my voice barely above a whisper. “Do you trust me?” She blinked at me with those wide, broken eyes and nodded without hesitation. “Yes, Iris.” A sob caught in my throat. “We’re running away.” Her breath hitched. “I’ll get you out of here,” I said, forcing the words past the knot in my chest. “But you have to promise me something too, okay?” She nodded again. “Once we start running, you can’t stop. No matter what happens. No matter what you see. You don’t look back.” Her lower lip trembled. “B-but—” “If you love me, Ivy,” I whispered, pressing my forehead against hers, “then promise me. Keep running. No matter what.” Tears slipped down her face as she whispered, “I prowmise…” Yet just when I thought I’d get a chance to run… Just when I dared to believe we’d escape... It shattered. The lock clicked. The door was kicked open. And terror which was raw, paralyzing, sank its claws into me as I grabbed Ivy tightly; my eyes darting back and forth from ventilator to the door. They were here!