The Omega And Her Triplet Mates

Chapter 11: Not a fun time

A week went by, and I didn’t see Jax at all.

At first, I told myself he was probably busy.

By the third day, I found myself looking up every time the kitchen door opened.

By the fifth, I was listening for his voice whenever I heard laughter somewhere in the house.

By the seventh, I was only brave enough to ask Sheila about him.

“Where’s Jax?”

She glanced up from drying a plate.

“Oh that’s normal.”

My heart sank.

“What is?”

“He usually isn’t around much, he likes to go do his own thing, he’s never been one to stay in one place for too long.”

I looked down at the vegetables I was chopping.

She smiled sympathetically.

“He’ll turn up eventually.

I forced myself to nod.

But I knew exactly what Jax was doing.

Hunting people.

The thought made me uncomfortable.

The longer he stayed away, the more I remembered the side of him that terrified me.

The side capable of tying People up and t.orturing them.

The side everyone in this pack feared.

Without him around, I found the pack members slowly became more cruel towards me.

There was a certain group who particularly hated me the most. There were four females and three males not much older than me.

I already felt out of place here being the only black person.

Everywhere I looked I noticed all the females here looked like supermodels and were blonde with blue eyes, some had green, but it was almost like they only allowed the most beautiful females to stay here, and their favorites were blondes besides Sheila, but she, like me, probably didn’t count as she wasn’t dominant.

I was sorting out freshly washed clothes when the group came in to the kitchen together.

The females were all blonde and stunning to look at with their perfect tiny frames. I worked out pretty quickly that Jessica was the leader of them all and the more dominant female in their group. Leo, her mate, was the more dominant male.

They were all talking among one another when Jessica spotted me and giggled to the rest, “I wonder if all omegas look that pathetic and gross.”

She came over and snatched my thick rimmed glasses off my face.

I didn’t always wear them, I should have, but I was embarrassed by my already overly geeky appearance.

Leo snatched them from her hands and threw them to the floor, stomping on them.

“No wolf should be so weak that they need to wear glasses, especially not these ugly things.”

The group burst out laughing.

I stared at the broken remains of my glasses. Then quietly bent down and picked them up. There wasn’t much else I could do.

One of the other females came over and spilled her drink over me where I had been kneeling on the floor.

Her cherry lemonade poured all over my hair and face, the sweet smell of cherries filled the air.

She fake pouted when she said, “oh dear, how clumsy of me.” The others snickered.

“Go make me another drink, omega girl.”

She shoved the glass in my hand and I got up and made her another drink. Pfft, well, at least I smelt like nice cherries now, I thought silently.

I gave her the drink and Leo shoved my head hard, making them laugh before they walked away.

Honestly, it didn’t faze me too much, I was used to so much worse with my parents growing up.

Romulus walked in when I was just finishing sorting the last bits of washing.

For a split second, my heart jumped.

I thought it was Jax.

The resemblance between the brothers was uncanny. Their faces were almost identical and they shared the same imposing height, but once you looked properly, the differences became obvious. Jax’s eyes were slightly more almond-shaped, and unlike his dark-haired brother, he was blonde.

Romulus barely spared me a glance as he entered.

A tiny petite blonde female followed closely behind him.

She was beautiful.

Her hair faded from rich brown at the roots into an almost white-blonde shade, the ombré blending so perfectly it looked natural. Thick, glossy curls bounced around her shoulders as she walked, framing a delicate face that belonged on the cover of a magazine.

He towered over her five three frame, and she really did look so tiny, even her skeleton must have been tiny. How did all that muscle of his not crush her underneath him? I knew she was his girlfriend because he grabbed her and kissed her passionately, leaving her breathless when he released her.

“What do you want to eat beautiful?” He asked her, brushing a curl behind her ear.

“She smiled up at him. “You choose babe, I don’t mind.”

He came over to me and in a colder tone said, “make us a picnic up.”

I nodded and got to work while she cooed at how cute it was he wanted to take her on a picnic and then run in their wolf forms afterward.

While I was packing the snacks and drinks, he asked, “Jax not here?”

I shook my head no.

“Not surprised.” He leaned casually against the counter. “He does that, just so you know. Gets all excited over a new wolf, then grows bored and forgets about them.”

My stomach sank.

“Sheila was his favourite before you.”

Great. Lucky me.

I should have kept my mouth shut, but I quietly said, “he told me we were friends.”

Romulus laughed.

“He says a lot of things, but he’s not exactly a stable minded wolf. In all honesty, he’s more wolf than human with his way of thinking.”

I lowered my eyes.

“Don’t be surprised if he starts treating you like a stranger.” He grabbed the basket from me, and they left.

I stared at the empty doorway.

I didn’t want what he said to be true.

Jax had promised not to hurt me again, but sadly, it wouldn’t surprise me if his brother was right, I’d seen how Jax could be warm one minute and ice-cold the next.

The alpha wasn’t too bad, he was bossy and strict, but he wasn’t cruel or mean to me, and neither was his Luna, the triplets’ mom. She was beautiful, and I could see the boys equally took after her and their dad in the looks department.

She had light blonde hair that she usually kept tied back into a ponytail, she had piercing green eyes with flecks of gold running through. I suspected that’s where the guys inherited their strange flecks of gold from. It’s like the wolf’s eye colour had mixed in with their normal.

She was slender and petite, but also toned with muscle, she certainly wasn’t someone I’d want to mess with.

I don’t know why, perhaps maternal instincts? But she seemed to like me, and we’d often have little chats together whenever we bumped into one another.

I really liked their mom.

Annie lived separate from the pack, she didn’t want to bring her young daughter up in such a violent atmosphere.

Wolves would challenge one another daily, but thankfully I hadn’t seen anyone die, the loser always chose to show submission.

Fenris, however, remained a mystery.

I hadn’t seen him since the time I’d arrived here with Jax. He truly did seem to keep himself to himself.

Why is why I full on crapped myself when one of the wolves approached me later and said, “the Alpha wants to speak to Fenris. Go get him from his room.”

I stared.

“Me?”

The wolf looked away uncomfortably.

I was sure he was the one who was meant to get Fenris himself, and he was using me to hide behind because he was scared.

Coward.

Not that I was any better.

I slowly made my way up the stairs like some horror movie. He was on the first floor and I found myself even tip toeing, I have no idea why I thought that would help me.

I reached his door and held my breath, again, I didn’t know why I thought this would help.

I almost bolted when I remembered what Jax had said happened to the last wolf who had just walked into his room.

Suddenly, turning around and pretending I’d never recieved the message seemed like a brilliant idea.

Unfortunately, I liked breathing.

And the Alpha had requested this.

Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to knock, but it was so gentle I may as well had been softly pawing at the door.

No answer, so I knocked louder.

There was still no answer. Relieved, I hurried back downstairs, but the Alpha appeared this time.

“Fenris isn’t answering,” I said nervously.

The Alpha sighed. “He can hear you. Just go in and get him, he likes to pretend he can’t hear sometimes, but it’s important I speak with him.”

When I stood frozen, he lost patience and snapped, “go!”

I stomped up the stairs, this time grumbling in my head why he couldn’t damn well get his own son. Did he want his new shiny omega toy to get crushed and destroyed?

I was so busy having a tantrum, I banged on the door a little hard and quickly dropped my hand.

He still wouldn’t answer me, so I slowly opened the door and peeked my head inside.

It. Was. Awkward.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed and looked up at me with anger. Between his legs was the pretty blonde who had thrown her drink over me earlier, and she was, uh, giving him oral s**x.

He pushed her away and quickly pulled his trousers up.

“F.ucking knock before you come in,” he snapped.

I bowed my head like I’d seen Sheila do and quickly said, “I’m so sorry.”

I was waiting for him to come beat the c.rap out of me like he had that wolf, but he didn’t. There was still a hint of a growl in his voice when he asked, “what do you want?”

I didn’t get to answer because the she-wolf got up and s.lapped me across the face so hard my face smacked into his door, making my nose bleed.

“How dare you interrupt us!” She squealed like a banshee.

Fenris rolled his eyes. “Get out.”

She was still glaring at me, so he got up and roughly pushed her out of his room and slammed the door on her.

Silence followed.

I held my nose, trying to make sure my blood didn’t ruin his perfect white carpet.

Fenris stared at me for a moment. Then he sighed, grabbed some tissues from his bedside table, and shoved them in my hand.

“Thankyou,” I mumbled.

“What did you want?” He asked again.

“Sorry, your dad said he needs to talk to you, that it’s really important and I wouldn’t have bothered you if he hadn’t insisted and—”

“Stop rambling,” he interrupted. “It’s fine, I’ll be there in a sec.”

“He was pretty insistent,” I said quietly.

Fenris gave me a look, the kind adults gave particularly stupid children. Trying to drive the point home he said, “tell him I need ten minutes.”

I still wasn’t understanding his look until I looked down at his trousers and saw he was still rock hard, definitely scary big like Jax and there was a small damp patch that I knew from what Jax had taught me was pre-c*m leaking through.

I stared at his e.rection, then up at his face, and then back again, and stuttered, “uh, oh, damn, uh, ok.” I rushed out the door before it could get any more awkward.

I cleaned up my nose in the bathroom at the end of the hallway and went back to the alpha.

“Where is he?” he asked.

“Uh, he said he needed ten minutes.”

“Go tell him he better get down here now.”

“I can’t, he needs to, um, well, relieve himself first.” I stumbled over my words and the Alpha, who was his dad, grew uncomfortable and muttered, “oh right, ok.”

He quickly left me alone after that, and I got back to cleaning the place and changing everyone’s bedsheets.

I was mopping the floor later that day when Jax was handcuffed in heavy chains and being led inside by Fenris and his dad.

Jax was covered in blood.

A lot of blood.

And I knew it wasn’t his.

The metallic scent hit me before I properly registered him standing there between Fenris and the Alpha.

As they passed me by, Jax’s golden eyes found mine and he grinned, “miss me?”

“Where are you being taken?” I asked, and then slammed a hand over my mouth. They didn’t like when I spoke without being spoken to first in this place.

Jax ignored the glares his father and brother gave me and said, “they don’t like what I do, and they know I’ll only escape from the asylum again, so dear old dad and bro here are going to lock me in the cage for my time-out.”

They pushed him forward, and I watched as they led him down into the basement.

I wanted to go speak to Jax, he was the only wolf here who spoke nicely to me, ironic the killer wolf would be the only one who liked me.

I had a small break and thought I would use it to explore outside in the big forest behind this mansion. I walked along, enjoying the peace and the birds singing.

Dread filled me when I saw Jessica and her little group up ahead, I went to turn back, but they’d already spotted me.

“Hey omega, come join us!”

I didn’t want to, something felt off.

Before I knew it, they had all circled me.

I looked at Jessica, and she punched me in the face.

Pain exploded through my face and I stumbled backwards.

“Don’t look me in the eyes, you pathetic creature!”

The others laughed.

My jaw throbbed.

“Sorry,” I whispered, and lowered my head, holding my jaw.

Leo pushed me onto my knees in the dirt. “Kiss her shoe to show how sorry you are.”

Heat flooded my face.

I felt so humiliated, and I froze, not knowing what to do in this kind of situation.

My parents had always punished me in a cold and strict way, this was different, it was cruel and nasty.

Leo grabbed me by my hair and forced my face down next to her shoe. I think she had stepped in dog s.hit or something because I could smell it, I wisely didn’t try to c.rack any jokes.

They didn’t let me up until I had kissed that manky shoe. My stomach churned.

For a moment I thought I might cry.

Someone threw a punch, and before I knew it, I was on the floor being kicked and punched and beaten by all five of them.

I cried and begged, I even whimpered, but they didn’t care, if anything it seemed to excite their wolf side even more.

When I lay limp and bleeding, blood trickling down my face, they finally left me alone. They’d grown bored.

I cried for a long time, but eventually, I slowly and painfully got onto my feet and started making my way back.

No one batted an eyelid at my condition, and I dragged myself to the bathroom to try and clean myself up.

The blood was gone, but bruises began to blossom across my body and my face. The alpha allowed me to rest in my room, but he didn’t show any compassion, just said he would handle it when he was free.

I lay down for a while, and then I decided I wanted to see Jax, no one had said I couldn’t, and I was already hurt, so what was a few more hits?

I crept quietly down the stairs and made my way to the basement. The floor was concrete down there and there were three thick massive black steeled cages. Jax was in the middle one.

He sat on the floor with one knee raised, his forearm resting across it.

“Jax?” I whispered.

He looked up at me and rose his eyebrows. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to see you.”

Grinning, he got to his feet and came over and held the bars. “Ah, so you did miss me?”

I narrowed my eyes at him, but smiled.

“How long are you in here for?”

He shrugged. “Usually for a few days before my parents start feeling guilty.”

I smiled slightly.

Then his eyes narrowed.

The amusement vanished.

His gaze dropped to my cheek.

Then my split lip.

Then the bruises on my arms.

Then the way I was favoring one side when I stood.

Th atmosphere changed instantly.

The air suddenly felt heavier.

Dangerous.

“what the f***k happened to you?”

I shook my head and went to step back, but he grabbed a fistful of my top and pulled me roughly up against the cage. “F.ucking tell me.”

The growl beneath his words sent chills down my spine.

I told him and he lost it. Big time.

He turned and smashed his fist into the concrete wall so hard it c.racked and dented.

I jumped.

I worried if this cage could actually hold him, or if he’d only pretended it could for his parents’ sake.

He punched it again.

And again.

And again, until his knuckles were bleeding heavily.

The wall looked like it had lost a fight with a wrecking ball.

He took a slow breath before facing me and said, “as soon as I’m out of this, I will f.ucking kill them all.”

“No, Jax! I don’t want you to kill anyone, especially not on my behalf.”

“No one f.ucking touches my friend and gets away with it.”

His jaw clenched. “But fine. I won’t kill them, but I’ll f.ucking beat them to within an inch of their lives.”

A deep, inhuman growl rumbled from his chest.

I swallowed.

“It’s ok Jax,” I said softly. “Why are you so upset, isn’t this how weak wolves are treated?”

He gripped the bars of the cage, so tightly, I swear I heard them creak.

His eyes locked on to mine. “No, they don’t attack or abuse submissive wolves like that, they’ve done this because you’re an omega, and they know I’m not there to protect you.”

I touched his hand lightly, but he pulled away angrily, and said, “go get my brother Fenris, I need to speak with him.”

“About what?”

“Just get him, Rose!” He snapped.

“Sheesh, fine.” I stood up and regretted saying anything as he stared at me.

“Did you just show sarcasm?” He asked surprised.

“Yes. Sorry, the omega in me slips out every so often. My parents beat me into behaving mature and sensible, but every so often my silly, playful side comes out.”

“I like your silly playful side, I’d like to see more of it,” he answered.

Grinning, I ran up the stairs and then hobbled up when my bruised ribs reminded me running was painful right now.

I knocked on Fenris’ door and this time, thankfully, he answered it.

He looked down at me, expressionless.

“You again. What now?”