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Louis had been planning this for months (years might be stretching it, but you wouldn't be wrong) and everything had to go perfect. He lay waiting, staring at the popcorn ceiling for the deep snoring of his Alpha Step-Father, Brad, to resume. It was nearing midnight, he'll be conked out soon, Louis knew. Usually Brad fell into a drunken slumber after the late night cable news and an average glugging of three beers. Brad Tennors, an arrogant, loud and sometimes unintelligent Alpha, had played the sweet card on Louis' mother a year ago and played it up until he could claim and mate her before showing his true colors of black and blue; colors he very much liked to paint on Louis, for no other reason than for him being a worthless Omega.
Louis swallowed a lump he didn't know he had in his throat. The scent of cigarettes was looming in every damp room. This night had been planned out so carefully and silently; He would put his sister to bed a bit earlier tonight because she was feeling "sick" while Brad was downstairs consumed by the television as Louis packed everything and then played the waiting game. He heard Brad stumble in about an hour ago, more than likely drunk and heard the TV click on.
At one in the morning, Louis felt it was safe to put his plan into action and began tip-toeing across the hall to his little sister's room.
His little sister, Félicité (often called Fizzy) was only twelve-years-old, five years younger than Louis. Age twelve was normally the time many parents were cautious around their Pups because at any moment they could present themselves as an Omega or Beta (which normally happened at age twelve) or an Alpha at Thirteen. She hadn't presented yet, so she was still considered a Pup. Félicité was sleeping on her purple bed, having gone to sleep a few hours ago; Louis gently shook her awake and put his finger to his lips when she woke up. Fizzy seemed to register what was happening cause her eyes went wide and she nodded, sliding on her slippers to ease any creaking the floor boards may make.
Earlier that evening before Brad came home, anything and everything they wanted to take with them on the road had already packed and hidden away in the shed outside. Louis snatched the keys to Brad's truck that were carelessly laying on the side table next to his passed out body on the almost broken couch in front of the blaring TV that had the news anchor warning Omegas about mating season. He set Fizzy into the truck along with their bags swiftly going back into the house to pick up the only remaining pictures of their mother, Johannah, which was all they had of her after her accidental death almost a year ago. Brad had sold all of her clothes, jewelry and never once bat an eyelash at Louis and Fizzy who begged him not to.
The Omega glared down at the drunk passed out on his mother's once favorite couch, that abusive asshole didn't deserve her in the first place so no way was he leaving anything of her behind.
With the keys in the ignition, Fizzy whimpered when the roar of the red beat-up truck started, clutching her stuffed horse. Once they were on the road, both felt more relaxed when Louis drove away from the town house; forever leaving their childhood behind but optimistic for the future.
"Louis? I'm hungry and tired." Fizzy yawned as her stomach growled. Louis was hungry and tired too, he couldn't remember the last time he ate. They had been on the highway for a good four hours and dawn was approaching, but you couldn't tell because of the grey skies. It was more than likely going to rain, but Louis wasn't concerned about that. All around them was nothing but farm land and Louis hadn't seen another car for quite some time.
Have I missed an exit? He wondered.
His initial plan was to head to the other city, Atkins, which was known for being Omega and Beta friendly. However, he had never left his own hometown of Doncaster; the Omega was a wet match in a dark cave when it came to directions as well. He had been running on adrenaline and lack of sleep. Before Louis could say anything, a blinking noise came to his ears. He looked at the gas meter, reading it needed to be filled. "Okay, we'll stop for petrol and you can get something to eat inside." Louis replied, "Tell me when you see a sign."
The Omega boy cautiously focused on the road the red beat up truck drove on while Fizzy searched for signs. It wasn't long before the little pup bounced in her seat pointing out the window: "Louis! There's one!" Louis felt his stomach drop driving past the beat up sign. The sign was huge, you wouldn't be able to miss it; it was old, badly in need of a paint job but Louis could make out the faded words: EDGEWOOD.
The Omega felt his heart drop into the bottom of his stomach. This is bad. Louis hadn't meant to stop here, in fact, he tried to avoid this place at all costs.
The Omega had heard of this town in school. While it wasn't officially a law, it was a warning and sometimes a rule set by stern parents to unmated Omegas to never venture into Edgewood. Edgewood was a backwater County, an area where Alphas and Omegas are not equal as they are in more progressive cities and towns. No, this was an area for old fashioned Omegas and Alphas still living traditional lives; meaning, Alphas rule this territory anything can happen to an Omega out here and nobody would turn their cheek.
The older brother pulled to the shoulder of the road. "Louis? Why have we stopped?" Fizzy asked, getting nervous from her older brother's silence.
Louis gripped the steering wheel lightly. "Fiz, forget eating, we need gas and you're to stay in the truck at all times, understand?" Louis didn't try to scare his sister, but he was firm with her. Fizzy nodded, ignoring her stomach growling loudly from being still hungry. Louis promised to find a pancake house and promised her as many as she wanted to keep her content as he slowly drove up to the petrol pump. The whole area looked shady to Louis, the building itself almost looked deserted if it weren't for the neon 'OPEN' sign, Louis would have thought this place was abandoned.
The sky was still cloudy, but it looked to be less light grey and more towards a thunderstorm. Louis reached into his pocket and pulled out a twenty and went to search for the slot to slip the money in but groaned seeing it was an older gas pump; he'd have to go inside and ask the store employee to turn on the pump. "Fiz, I have to go inside, if anyone pulls up, duck own and hide." Louis softly ordered as Félicité rolled up her window. He made sure all the doors were locked before leaving Fizzy alone and entered the store that had seen better days. It was all brick walls and a wooden roof with a few blinking lights that threatened to go out with each blink.
Thankfully, he was the only one inside with an employee smacking her bubblegum. She doesn't smell like an Alpha, Louis gulped as he approached the desk.
"Uh, twenty on number one." Louis tried to not let on that he was an Omega by at least sounding slightly demanding. Alphas naturally come off as confidant and sometimes a bit arrogant and he silently thanked his mother for recommending acting classes as an elective in High School. Nearly all Omegas are soft spoken and often timid when requesting things to other Alphas who might be working in stores. The girl looked like she could care less and smacked her gum.
"Where's your slip?" she asked, loudly, and slightly rude. Louis held back a whimper.
"What slip?" He demanded.
"Your slip for permission for purchase, pup. To fill the tank you need an alpha's approval. You're not fooling me." She handed him back the money. Louis felt his mouth drop open. He couldn't even fill up a gas tank without an Alpha's permission here? That was obsured!
"I-I'm trying to get my sister to school." He lied, "We're going to be late."
"I don't care." The girl twirled back her blonde hair and turned around to organize cartons of cigarettes. "Come back with an alpha." She replied, as Louis left the store. He sighed, trying to think of a plan before a saving grace came his way as he noticed the pump next to him hadn't been entirely drained and quickly backed the truck up to steal whatever petrol was left. He just hoped the lady inside hadn't noticed. All was going quite well and Louis just wanted to hurry up and get out of this town. The second I'm done with this, I'm turning back around. He told himself. He began to wonder where he went wrong on directions, Atkins was directly North East of Doncaster, so he figured he must have missed a turn.
Louis began to rock on the balls of his feet, impatient with how slowly time felt as he waited for the petrol tank to be drained that he almost didn't hear a deep roar of an engine pulling up in front of the gas station. The Omega gasped, turning around to see there was a dark black pick up truck much larger than the one Louis was driving, but that's not what scared him the most, leaving the driver's side was a very tall, muscular man with long curly hair. His scent was picked up in the wind and the hair on Louis' body stuck up.
He was an Alpha.
Turning to the gas pump, Louis saw that it wasn't anywhere near being done. "Hurry up!" He begged quietly. The Omega wanted to rip out his hair with how slow the petrol pump was going, it was when he heard a door slam did he sneak a look back to the Alpha in the truck did his worst nightmares come true, there was not one, but three Alphas. All of them looked the same, with curly hair, jeans and plaid shirts. The triplets stopped moving once they left the truck and began to sniff the air. They were sniffing him out.
"Smell that, boys?" a deep voice asked with slight humor behind every word. ". . . it's an Omega."
Louis ditched the gas and ran to the driver's side of the red truck, turned the key and began to speed off. Just at that moment, the sky began to glow with each lightning strike and small drizzles of rain came falling afterwards. Fizzy whimpered in the passenger seat, looking out her window. "Louis? What's wrong? Why are we going so fast?" She was scared and Louis didn't want her to be afraid, but in the rear view mirror he saw the black truck following them, gaining speed.
Louis pushed down on the gas, never minding that he was burning more the faster he went and only at a quarter of a tank. "Fizz, I need you to stay calm, but we have some Alphas following us." he explained.
Fizzy gulped, clutching her stuffed horse. It was the last thing their mother ever gave her, it was very precious to her. Louis put his hand on her head. "Don't worry, we're going to loose them."
Before Fizzy could as how, Louis jerked into a sharp turn, driving off the road and on to the field. It was a lot bumpier and muddier than Louis anticipated, He hoped that the dark mud wouldn't cause them to get stuck but if he could cut through the field and make it to the highway faster, than he'll take his chances. "Louis!" Fizzy screamed, to Louis' horror the black truck was no longer behind them, but right next to them. Intense green eyes glared at Louis' frightened big blue ones. The Alpha had an earring in his left ear and his sweaty curls stuck to his forehead and was oddly calm through out the whole chase, though his eyes did the hunting as they stared at Louis.
The Black truck gained speed once again, but the driver jerked the car into a parallel stop, causing Louis to have to slam on the breaks to avoid a collision. As soon as Louis came to a halt, he immediately tried to put the truck in reverse but it was as if God hated him because the tires couldn't obtain the contraction to move back and just whirled around in the slippery mud and if that wasn't bad enough, the gas fuel light blinked 'EMPTY' and Louis couldn't start the truck.
All Three Alphas exited the black truck as The Omega grasped his little sister, figuring he could fool the Alphas into believing he was mated and Fizzy was his Pup so they'd back off, thinking he was mated already. No such thing happened as the triplets came closer and closer to the vehicle. A large clash of lightning followed by a rumble of thunder echoed through out the world; and Louis knew he was done for.
"Fizzy. . . " He whispered without taking his eyes off the Alphas starring down at him, lustfully, hungry, and angry. The little Pup looked up at her brother, horrified. "I'm going to push you out of the truck, when I do run and don't look back."
There was no telling what these Alphas were about to do to him and if he couldn't save himself, then he'd save Fizzy and her innocence.
The little Pup didn't have time to ask why before the Alphas came closer and Louis did as he promised. Fizzy screamed when she landed in the mud, but her brother's desperate request didn't leave her as he took off. Louis didn't even see which way she went before the driver's side door was smashed open by a fist and his door was unlocked. Louis screamed as his arms and legs were manhandled and he was yanked out of the truck.
"Let me go!" he cried, trying to hit, kick, scratch, anything to get away from the Alphas. The one with the earring snarled.
"Silence!" The Alpha's voice was deep, commanding and held with such authority that it rattled Louis' bones and eventually made him stop struggling. Louis had heard a voice just like that before, all Alphas had them and it was supposed to be used only to stop a hysteric Omega, but many Alphas liked to pick and choose just when an Omega was "in need" of such tone. Brad often used it to make Louis do whatever he said, like cleaning a room or making dinner. The Omega always hated it when Brad used that voice, it scared him.
Louis was hoisted off the ground and placed tummy first on the hood of the red truck.
The Omega started to cry, "Please! I'm only seventeen!"
"Don't care, now be quiet!"
Louis would be anything but quiet, he screamed and cried for help; he was not about do go down without a fight. Whatever strength he had in his body was used to turn himself around and around the slippery hood. Using his legs, he managed to kick one Alpha with glasses in the face and scamper away before he was tackled to the ground, face first into the mud.
"That's not very nice, Omega, there's three of us and I do believe you're outnumbered." One of the Alphas breathed in his ear. Louis could feel the Alpha's hard on just above his tail bone. "Be a good Omega now, or my brothers and I won't go easy on you." Just as that little threat was finished, Louis screamed when a long, wet tongue licked at his neck.
Louis screamed so loud he was red in the face. There was only one reason why an Alpha licks an Omega's neck: To prepare for a claiming. It was normally the first step to a mating, first an Alpha had to claim their Omega to make it official before they mate. Louis knew that if this continued, then he'd loose everything, his opinions, his voice, and most of all: his freedom.
"Let me go! Let me go! Someone help!" He was too young to be claimed! be was only seventeen. While Louis begged for the Alphas to stop, he was hoisted off the ground and hauled into the air by a pair of strong arms and a large hand came back to hold his head back while his neck was exposed out in the open.
This was it, he was done for.
"I call the back, you two get the front." The Alpha with long curly hair demanded. Louis whimpered, trying to struggle as all three Alphas lapped at his throat with their tongues, ready to mark him. It was only a matter of seconds before he was to be 'claimed'.
Just as the storm was worsening, it must have been a miracle when ten wolves came barking and running on all fours in their direction. There was a whole pack of them. All Alphas. Charging to the scene, leading them was the biggest wolf, a dark brown Alpha with intense brown eyes and a blue earing. He snarled, causing the other alphas to disband and approach the brothers and Louis at different directions incase someone tried to flee.
"Alpha Styles, put the Omega down!" the leader demanded before pouncing into the air to tackle, but it was too late, the three Alphas that captured Louis bit down harshly, breaking into the flesh and causing Louis to black out. He had been claimed.