The Lost Goddess, A War On Mates

Chapter 5

The week went by much too quickly. The boys did not take me back to the beach after that day, but we did spend some time together. We read books, played board games, and did random fun things the guys wanted me to experience. The peace treaty festival went well and was fun from what I heard around the pack. Apparently, a menacing vampire from a high ranked coven began a fight with one of its allies because they could not find someone. It sounded like drama. It was odd to me how so many species could stay "peaceful" yet fear each other and were constantly on guard with the others. No one really seemed to trust the other. Shaking my thoughts away I reminisce the week I had. The boys were shocked when I told them I already new all the subjects they were trying to teach me, and I even offered to help them with their calculus like I meant to before. They did not believe me, but I ended up tutoring all of them. At the end of the semester, they showed me their final exams and passed with straight A’s. 

Adrian did teach me stuff about cars like oil changes, tire replacement, and small things I would need to know since I had to use a car one day. It was the only learning I did from them ever. I giggled at the thought of the boys trying so hard to keep me busy and have fun together.  It made my heart swell. They even got me some new clothes and said I should be allowed to wear them at the house and to say it was hand-me-downs from other pack members so they wouldn't be taken. They were all a bit loose and baggy, but I like not having any holes in them and I could not complain about new clothes. They gave me a few pairs of jeans, three shirts with pretty flowers that came up to my neck, and two jackets that were just black and white with a zipper in the front since winter was going to be here soon.

As time passed, everything started to blur and was monotonous. I started to wake up extra early to do something new because I was feeling restless again. I remember this feeling got me into trouble, so I started to watch the warrior’s training sessions. I would watch them from a distance and then I would run to the beach and repeat all their moves. I felt too embarrassed to ask Jake, Adrian and even easy-going Basil. I did not want them to see me getting restless and depressed. I always tried to smile. Nothing could be worse than them hating me because I was a burden. Emotions are a lot to deal with so mine just need to stay mine.

I felt myself getting faster everyday as I ran. Sometimes I even felt abuzz with energy and could not wear it down no matter how much I trained or ran. I was starting to get sick of not having a way to calm down. I spent less time with the boys when I was like this because I felt like I would snap with anxiety when I could not come down from this surge of energy. I would get little gifts from the boys; it was always a secret, but it was small treats like a candy or a new shirt or pants. The beatings seemed to happen more often. It always ruined my clothes, the boys told me to get rid of them if they got too bad and they would find a way to get a new piece of clothing into my closet. Every time someone hit me, I just kept thinking “I will win one day, I am getting stronger. I will be okay and be free one day.” I would rub my bracelet and keep it close to my chest when they would pummel me into the ground. It soothed me slightly knowing that I was not who they were making me out to be. I was someone before the pack. I must have stopped bruising at one point because the pack seemed to forget I was human and got rougher almost killing me some weeks.

This made time warp because every day was the same and no one celebrated my birthday. The boys did not know when my birthday was, otherwise, I am sure they would have celebrated with me. I never let them know, it did not seem important because I was the slave, plus they typically rotated the warriors for the peace treaty festival making Adrian, Jake, and Basil gone some years on my birthday. They spent plenty of time with me anyway, what more could I need. Frowning at the thought of needing more and braiding my hair that now reached my thighs, I looked out the kitchen window. I think I am turning fourteen this fall if I am remembering correctly. I loved the fall because everything had beautiful color to it even though it was slowly dying, I could empathize with that.

As I started thinking of a new training schedule to keep myself busier the current Alpha came into the kitchen and gruffly spoke, “Aeris, you will start at the high school this year. This is not up for debate.”

With that he left, and I cringed. Jake hated high school because it was so much work, Basil said it was boring, and Adrian graduated early wanting to start an apprenticeship working on cars as a mechanic. I tried to be optimistic but everyone who beat me was near my grade. I would not have any allies. Sighing I started to cook and think about my schedule. School, training, chores, and spending time with the boys. Maybe I would finally spend all this energy that kept getting pent up, that made a small smile grace my lips.

As the Alpha walked out of the kitchen, he summoned Lucas to his office. He ran his hands down his face in an exasperated sigh reaching his office. He sat down in his chair exhausted from arguing with the peace treaty council again. He was to host the last couple of peace treaty festivals but had declined for one reason but gave the council many different reasons. The council was going to remove him from all peacefully gained alliances if he did not do his due diligence this year though.

The Alpha technically broke the law by buying a human slave for the pack and with the pack’s mistreatment of Aeris it became clear he was in deep water if anyone found out. He thought it would not even matter to have her around during the festival as a waitress or in the kitchen until he had heard from surrounding coven’s and packs that the vampire prince and vampire king of the south were looking for her. They never made it clear what she was to them just that if anyone had her, they needed to give her up to them immediately. They even went around sending out photos to every pack, vampire coven, fairy forest, dragon clan, and human city they could reach. Just a year ago they even threatened someone at the peace treaty panicking about finding her. She was why the festival could not be hosted at the Blue Moon Pack, but no one could know that.

A knock came through disturbing his thoughts, “Come in…”

“You wanted to see me dad?” Lucas smirked and reeked of alcohol and s*x. His father sighed at his antics.

“Aeris will be your slave at school, she is to attend to any and all your needs.” He could see the disgust on Lucas’ face.

“I do not want her around me dad. I have too much to do to have her following me like a lost puppy.” Rolling his eyes at the alpha he huffed in annoyance.

“Lucas, this is not a request. I need you to keep an eye on her. Keep her in her place. Make her friendless, the freak that gets bullied, anything to keep people from noticing her as more then a pathetic girl they would not bother speaking about to their families. I can’t have her thinking she is worth more then what I paid for her.” With that being said Lucas’ eyes lit up at his father’s permission to put his ‘slave’ in her place any chance he had.

“Alright dad, this will be a fun few years then. Am I hosting the festival with you this year?” The Alpha cringed at the mention of the festival. He needed to figure out what to do with the girl, she would get his pack taken and reassigned for sure.

“Yes, I will contact the council as soon as possible about sending out the invites for our pack this year. You will want to start preparing, there is a lot to do before the festival.” Nodding Lucas took that as his cue to leave and walked out of the office. Lucas smirked and walked to the dining hall. He immediately took his place at the head of the table. He looked down at his pack and swelled with pride. He would be the leader one day and everyone respected him, well almost everyone. He frowned seeing the warriors walk in and they silenced themselves glaring at him. Scoffing to himself at their audacity he clenched his fists and put on a fake smile. He stood and walked to them.

“Jake, Basil, Adrian, it’s good to see you all. I would like to discuss specialized training for you three. It would require you to leave the pack for a year or so but…”

“Sorry Alpha Lucas, we aren’t leaving the pack for special training.” Jake narrowed his eyes at the little Alpha in front of him. He was now twenty and he could see through the obvious distain the boy in front of him held back. Lucas was sixteen now but still acted like a spoiled eight-year-old with no control over his temper.

Lucas scrunched his face at Jake, “Oh, well Jake, you shouldn’t speak for your friends.” Looking towards the other two men Lucas suddenly regretted it. Both had death glares and arms crossed over their chests. They loomed over him at 6 feet 5 inches, 6 foot even, and 6 feet 2 inches. It was intimidating considering Lucas was only 5 feet 9 inches.  He was considered short for his pedigree, but he was also still growing.

“Neither I, nor Basil, are leaving. We plan on staying for about four more years and then leaving to find our mates.” Both nodded with knowing smiles and walked away from the discussion.

Jake started to walk away but grabbed my shoulder and leaned down while he whispered,” Don’t f**k with the people who are supposed to save you Lucas. We don’t have to do s**t for you and remember everything you give to others comes back tenfold.” He said it with such a menacing smile it made me shiver.  

One thought continued to plague my mind though. Why were three grown men staying in a pack, that obviously does not have their mates, for another four years if they did not want to train more. Waiting until they were twenty-four seemed odd if not ridiculous. Lucas could not figure it out at all. He sulked back to his throne at the top of the table, alone, and began to eat. He smiled at the food. He always loved the food now. It always made him feel at home and alive again since his mom passed. It kind of reminded him of her. He did not know which omega cooked it, but he always appreciated the meals silently.

Finishing his meal, he walked past the kitchen to see his slave washing dishes. He smiled at that, HIS slave. It had a nice ring to it. Looking around he leaned against the entry way watching her hum to herself. She seems thinner than he remembered her, her hair is extremely long now as well. He found himself trying to catch a glimpse of her face but suddenly she stopped moving and the humming halted. She seemed spaced out and unresponsive. He reached out to ask if she was okay then quickly pulled his hand back and just waited. After a few minutes she seemed to come back to reality and began humming a different, more melancholy tone. Lucas frowned and walked away deciding to leave her be. Something felt off while watching her. None of it made since to him.

Feeling annoyed he whipped out his phone and texted a pack w***e to meet him in his room. By the time he made it to his room a cute little blonde with light blue eyes was sprawled out naked pinching her n*****s while waiting for him. He immediately flipped her over and hit her ass cheeks hard. She whimpered but did not speak.

He never let them speak. “You will listen to me won’t you slave?” She nodded biting her lip. He pulled her hair roughly arching her back. He slid his pants off never releasing her hair. Smacking her ass repeatedly on the same right cheek, he felt himself harden at the slight sob released. He switched hands and started smacking her left cheek just as hard. Her ass was so red it looked as if it may blister.

“You see how wet you are for me slave? You love when I treat you roughly and beat you.” Her shoulders shook slightly with arousal and fear. Lucas had never been so blatantly rough with any of the pack whores, nor did he ever make them act as slaves. Before she could try to move, he inserted three fingers in to her dripping wet walls. She was not nearly as tight as he imagined Aeris would be. He frowned at himself wondering where these thoughts were coming from. He started mercilessly fingering her while yanking her hair back hard causing a loud screech of surprise. She was moaning and whimpering for her release. Right before she could get to an orgasm, he removed his fingers and smacked her ass again. Back and forth, left and right. Her sobs could be easily heard. It only made Lucas harder.

“You will remember to obey me, won’t you slave?” She nodded meekly and he suddenly shoved his tip into her asshole. She screamed in pain without any preparation or lube it felt like being torn in half. He kept moving at a slow yet steady pace. Her screams slowly faded and turned to moans. His thrusts started to get harder and deeper. Reaching forward he rubbed her c**t in fast back and forth motions and she started to meet his thrusts. He shoved her face into the mattress as he felt his climax approaching. Pulling out of her ass he shot his c*m all down her ass and back. Panting, he stood and headed for the shower yelling over his shoulder, “Show yourself out.”  Rinsing himself off he smiled and an image of Aeris popped into his mind. His eyes jerked open, and he hopped out of the shower drying off quickly. He walked out and noticed the she-wolf gone. ‘Good riddance’ he thought.

 Heading to his balcony he lit a joint. It seemed to be the only thing to keep him calm lately. It was special wolf-weed. Someone compared it to catnip but for wolves. Sighing and ruffling his hair he stared at the moon. He needed this just to get that damned slave out of his head. He wanted to kill her, yet he wanted her for himself. It made no sense. He finished his joint and rolled into bed. Nothing can get her out of his head. Cringing at that thought he drifted off into a fitful sleep.