A Beta’s Life

“Oh Fuck” i groaned loudly

Feeling my lovers lips were locked around my neck as they each left marks of their claim upon. 3 pairs of lips and tongues moved from neck, cheeks, lips. The scent of musk and sweat was thick in the air as their muscular sweaty body’s rubbed against me as they perfumed my body with their scent. To anyone else but you 4 it would be a scent of danger. A guarantee of **** from anyone daring to approach you and them.

Their sweaty pecs smothered your body in the mountain of flesh, their rock hard bare gigantic cocks poked and prodded against your skin as you laid on your back. Exposed only for their eyes. I felt the two cocks moving against my legs on the left and right as the one in the middle was deep inside my ass. My hands roamed and cradled the other two. They’re balls were bloated and sought release inside my womb. The skin of their body’s was wet to the touch. They let out small groans of comfort to me while the third let out a slight howl deep inside his throat while warmth flooded my insides as he released his hot seed into my womb. Once he was done he sat up and the one on my right took his place as the other Who’d just finished cumming inside me walked to the corner and brought us both some water.

It had been like this for days. My Alphas had taken every step to ensure our coupling wouldn’t be disturbed. The entrance sealed shut. Food and water stockpiled. A comfortable bed made from blankets, branches, leaves, Hay. Anything they could get their hands on. He laid back next to me as he fed and gave me the cool liquid. The water made my insides cold as it went down. My lower abdomen churned as my other lovers cock pounded deep inside my body. Once fed his lips found mine again and his body pressed tightly to me. I felt his cock twitch and his balls bloat again already anticipating another turn, all our body’s were wet and crusted with jizz old and new. A steady stream of jizz leaked down my ass into the large white puddle that had already formed long ago. Each one took their hands into the puddle and smothered your skin in it. Your skin was well and truly scented.

I knew this was my life for awhile. The rutting of an Alphas first mating. The bonding of themselves to me and each other. A tight knit fraternity formed from this erotic moment. They’d become brothers in a sense. I’d be their chosen. The first bonding could last weeks. They towered over me standing but laying down we were equals.

I know my place was by their side. Their place was to protect me and the young I’ll eventually bare for them. Their place was inside me. Protecting me, raising our Alpha sons into better fighters than them anyway they could. I knew I ready to raise strong spawn. How could I not. Each Alpha in the room was a mountain of muscle. They’re rock hard abs and pecks. They’re massive arms that could kill in a moment yet so tenderly caressing and loving you. Their sharp teeth ready to mince meat out of anything so carefully danced and grazed my neck and skin as they tasted me and bit me so tenderly to avoid causing any true discomfort. I felt my lovers cock start to twitch again. This would be his 34th time in a 3 day span. With a groan his balls tensed and pumped his jizz deep inside me. Alpha’s body heat was higher than us Beta’s by a good 10 degrees. With every pulse of his cum that left him I could feel the torrent making the skin inside warmer. The other two let out another little grunt in comfort for you. Feeling the hot cum pool inside me. My muscles twisting clenching to mix the liquid into a single glob of all their genetics so each had a equal chance to father a child from me. They each caressed caressed my already slightly bloated stomach. Your firm abs now pressed up from the pressure within tickled under their rough hands. With that he removed himself before switching with the Alpha on my left. Beginning the process yet again.

‘Beep beep beep beep*

I groaned. Eyes slowly opening to the grey dimly lit room, the sunrise just beginning to creep through the window. A pale arm reached out from under the thin white blanket and slammed against the alarm clock.

“Shut the fuck up.” I muttered quietly. My voice slightly deeper than usual.

Yawning and stretching out. My legs tense from being in a bent position all night to keep the thin blanket covering them. I felt a wet spot. Throwing the blanket slightly off me I found the source. My dark black pubes had a nice couple of globs of jizz on them. A small puddle formed on my pale abs. Sighing in annoying I used the thin white blanket to clean the mess off myself. I studied my pale cut cock. I pretty good for a Beta male. 7inchs long and decently thick. My pale skin met the circumcised skin where a bright pink traveled up to mh reddish purple head. My two egg sized balls clearly well drained in the night. I knew starting today that anytime I came it meant id released an egg into my womb. However with no Alpha sperm to fertilize it, it would soon be broken down and used for nutrients to make more. Standing up sent a shiver through my hairless body save for the thin whisp I had under my armpits and the thin line that moved down my stomach just under my bellybutton to my thicker area of pubes. The cold air met my skin like an old friend. I loved the cold. I slept so comfortable that way.

Looking at the clock it read

“6:01 am” I sighed. Another typical day in the grove. Didn’t matter what this day actually meant for me.

Walking up to the mirror I studied my body. I knew I was very attractive for a Beta. My strong jawline and upturned button nose. Clear blemish free skin. My deep black hair cut short on the sides with a mop of messy hair on top. My piercing electric blue eyes. I knew that now was a great time to care about my looks. I was18 today. My Alphas would find you and you could finally escape this hell hole. Today began my second puberty. All Beta’s go through. It happens immediately. I didn’t have sperm in my balls like Alpha’s did. Instead we produced eggs from our balls. While we did cum like them, our balls had two chambers. On the top we produced cum that released pheromones to our god chosen Alpha’s that only they could smell that would sent them into a rut. The bottom produced eggs that moved into our womb every time we climaxed. The eggs only started to move to the womb when we were 18. It’s how the gods designed it. I knew now I’d begin to have a heat cycle when I did find them. Usually they had to rut and start the mating process before it could truly begin. Unless we climaxed in the presence of their pheromones. Then the Heat would begin making a snowball effect for both party’s involved.

I studied my lean physic. My strong 6 pack abs met my pecs. The two pink nipples were the size of a dime. The small and thin though muscular arms matched my legs. I was pretty athletic, my body was fit without even trying. Even then I took care of myself. Though I wasn’t given a whole lotta food to exactly gain any weight to begin with. Walking to the broken dresser I grabbed a pair of underwear and shorts and a black tank top. I loved the color black though blue had the winning position in my heart. I didn’t have much clothes.

Quietly I opened the bedroom door carful not to wake my Alpha father Cole. Though I was pretty sure he’s probably still passed out from the **** the night before like usual. Carefully making my way to the bathroom always avoiding the wood floor boards you knew creaked. It was better cautious than sorry, if I woke him and didn’t have any food or dink to offer K knew he’d beat me black and blue. Finally in the bathroom I turned on the cold water. I made the mistake before of “daring” to take a hot shower before father. A small scar on my arm from that lesson. It was fine though. I wasn’t sure if it was just because I was used to it or it was just something simple. But I loved the feel of cold water on my skin. Rinsing my body quickly in and out. My routine was pretty set. I got dressed and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

Cracking 4 eggs and popping a bagel into the toaster I quickly made breakfast. After the bagel I popped a single piece of bread into the toaster for myself this would be what carried me to dinner. I slathered cream cheese on the bagel and placed it on a tray, putting the now cooked eggs on a plate. Quickly I ate the plain toast before reaching into the fridge and grabbed a beer. Walking back upstairs I took a deep breath and opened fathers door.

“Sir…” I said quietly already noticing his eyes open. They locked on me with distain. I handed him his beer first he quickly snatched it out of my hand as I placed the tray on his lap.

“Hard to sleep when all I hear is you making noise downstairs.” He grumbled.

I took your place on my knees next to the bed. I always had to be lower than his eye sight unless I was doing something for him. I felt my body shake under his intense gaze.

“I’m sorry sir.” You said quietly. Your voice trembled as you spoke.

“Mhmm.” He said gruffly.

He looked out the window to see a very rarely, nice blue sky. His eyebrow cocked in a knowing way. He turned and looked at me with a slight frown. Then the window again. He seemed to love the rain like I did. I’d always wondered if that’s why he lived here. Whenever it rained and stormed he always seemed happy. Content or even strangely smug with himself in a way I didn’t fully understand but didn’t dare question. Loving the rain seemed to be the only thing we shared. We didn’t look alike at all. His blond hair had since grayed in his years. More rapidly than normal. His once visibly muscular body had put on some weight in his stomach. His tan skin had sun spots. I used to assume I had my Beta fathers looks. Until I realized that the Blonde hair and green eyed male in the picture he kept by his bed was him, my father, and another male who had brown hair and brown eyes. I now knew that it was a picture if his former pack. I didn’t know much about my other dad. Just that his name was Thomas.

“Get out and grab me another beer. Turn the TV on I wanna watch the crowning. Have the pack ready for me by the TV.” He ordered.

I nodded quickly standing and obeying. I truly hoped my Alpha’s would never treat my children this way if i’d died. Like my father did during my birth. Father always said I was the second worst thing to ever happen to him. He never mentioned the first. Again, I didn’t dare question.

Quickly doing as told I entered the living room and turned the TV on and had beer ready and waiting. All channels today were covering the Crowning ceremony. Fathers loud footsteps were walking down the stairs. I quickly vacated the room and gave him his space. Going back upstairs to fetch his dishes and cleaning them as quietly as I could.

I heard the broadcast explaining the ceremony. There was usually only one every lifetime. The Royal Alphas and Beta were crowned and took over in place of the older ones. Rex and Maximus. Rex’s fellow royals having had died several years ago. Leaving only him in the seat of the Alpha’s. It was a lifetime position. As long as you still had the mental and physical faculty to keep up. I could personally tell Rex’s time had long passed. It was time for our generation to take the mantle.

“As you can see the excitement here is palpable at Atomos the jewel of Batavia. the large crowd behind me is excited and ready to usher in a new change in leadership. Many Alphas have come out and already found their mates from the crowd. As you can see behind me. All these men heading into a den to begin their bond. It’s an exciting day for everyone Alphas and Betas from around the country in the 18 year bracket are flooding in after receiving their summons.”

I listened as they explained how it was working for the viewers at home.

“As you know all packs in the country must send that packs Best 18 year old Beta and an Alpha guard. A mouth swab must be mailed in with the barcode visible, the name and exact address of that Beta. The first week leading up to the crowning the new Royals will smell each and every Swab until they find the pheromones of their mate. If they do a summoning will happen and that Beta will be brought here immediately and taken to the Alpha chambers for bonding. If they don’t then they will exit from the large doors behind me and smell each and every Beta that did come to find out if they are the Royal.” He stated.

“Wow that’s quite a process.” I heard the other news caster say.

“It truly is. I mean we’re talking thousands upon thousands of mouth swabs that the Royal Alpha’s must smell. It can’t be fun. Though as we all know they’ll do anything to find him.” He finished.

I laughed quietly to myself. I didn’t receive a mouth swab. Just a letter for summons. I was the only Beta in the pack, it was frankly illegal that I wasn’t there. It wasn’t a fault of my own. Was I dying to go? Not particularly. With only Cole as the Alpha in the pack it would be dangerous. We didn’t live far from the capital all things considered. If we had a horse we could make it in a couple days. Still with the burrowers we’d be in danger. Father was not up to fighting condition like I was sure he’d used to be. He was a bitter angry drunk. Even if I’d wanted to go I remember what father said.

“You’d never be good enough to be the Royal Beta. I’m not waisting my time or life to bring you.” He had declared when he received the summons before tearing it up.

I didn’t want to admit it. However deep down. He’d made his point. I knew I wasn’t the Royal Beta. We’re talking thousands of Beta’s in my age group. I was a sheltered boy. I was very rarely allowed to leave the grove. Here we were safe with the barrier. Here we were protected from the burrowers.

“As you know after the Royal Championship Alphas Dylan, Kolby, and Marky have successfully been chosen by the Orb of the Alpha’s last week when they rested their hands upon the orb and it accepted them after the Fight to the **** against the other 500 Alphas that also came to claim the title. Showing everyone that they had in fact been chosen by the gods themselves to lead us. They showed their battle prowess, their absolute skill, their capabilities for butchery. The fight was stopped when the last 10 remained.”

Looking over my shoulder I saw three Alphas drenched in blood too much to make any real distinct features with grins on their faces as each of them had a hand on the orb. A sense of pride welled up from someplace inside my chest. Happy to see the smiles on their face. I quickly pushed it away.

Once finished I already heard a third beer for today be opened.

“Those are the men I’d follow to the ****.” I heard father say.

“Hey bitch if you’re lucky your Alphas will be even a fraction as good as them.” Your father taunted in the other room.

I kept my head down. Listening as his laugh became a coughing fit.

“Security is heightened here. The burrowers have been riled up by the sudden influx of people migrating here.” I heard the news man state.

I looked out the window to the quiet blue and white hue that surrounded the mile long grove I lived in with your father. The burrowers. creatures that prowled on all 4s. 6 jagged fingers with Razor sharp talons and a gaping maw with hundreds of teeth inside. Hidden behind a thin black line that could be called lips. They couldn’t really hear well but their eyesight was second to none. They had 4 black beety eyes. Their sense of smell wasn’t exactly great. Unless it was blood. They appeared roughly 180 years ago. They were a mystery. one day they showed up and caused chaos all over the world. Many lands became uninhabited after they culled and ate everyone. Thanks to the barrier they couldn’t get in. I didn’t understand much about it. Just that it’s always been there as long as I have.

My thoughts were broken when I heard cheering I looked over and drooled. Three Alphas stepped out of the Alpha castle. Ones blonde locks draped carefree over his tan head, his bright blue eyes and sharp features gave a charismatic feel to the face. One with deep raven hair. His eyes were dark pools of brown and onyx he had a dangerous feel about him as his eyes carefully took in the crowd his face gave no indication that he was happy to be there. One brunette whose green eyes shone bright in the light with a friendly wave to the crowed. Each was handsome and a mountain of muscle. Each looked like they had been meticulously sculpted from marble by the god’s themselves. Their muscles were ripped in ways that shammed your body, their jawlines sharp as knives. I couldn’t help but be taken aback by them. Something longed deep inside to be there with them suddenly. To reach out and touch them in a way only you could. To feel safe under their intense gazes. To be defended by their battle prowess. They wore typical Royal Alpha armor. Which was not much at all. Simple adorned cloth beautifully designed covered their manhood and legs to the knee leaving their bear chest exposed to the world. Watching them made a muscle tense inside me that I wasn’t used too yet. I knew it was my womb, now newly activated and ready to fill it’s purpose.

I quickly and quietly regained my composure. They were sexy as fuck. Still they weren’t gonna be mine. I knew that. It didn’t matter that my womb and body wanted to disagree. I wouldn’t dare get my hopes up for anything. Let alone something like being theirs. I pushed it away. I was just horny that’s all. Tonight maybe I’d jerk off and relieve this tension but for now. I pushed the thoughts away.

Deciding that I didn’t have it in me to see which lucky Beta was theirs I quietly grabbed my bag which I kept under the sink. Inside I had sketchbooks, pens, and pencil’s.

“Did you need anything before I leave sir.” I asked father quietly.

He waved his hand in a dissatisfied manner. I took that as my que. with one last glance at the Men on the screen with a sense of longing I walked out the door and headed outside.

Stepping out into the cool air of the post morning sun, before the dew in the grass had evaporated away. I smiled. This was mh favorite time of day. My breath let out clouds of steam from my mouth. Walking past the beat up shed into the tree line I made my way deeper into the woods. A trail I knew like the back of my hand. This was my escape. Father never left his comfort of the house. Outside I was free. At least until dinner when he demanded I feed him. I made my way down the hill until I found a creek and followed that down. Finally I came to a stop. Before me sat a lake. The barrier didn’t reach fully across it. I could see where it met the water and went below. Sitting down at a log next to an old tree stump that had been cut years ago for firewood or something your shoulders started to relax. I could make out figures across the lake. Burrowers. They couldn’t get in but didn’t stop them from hunting any animals that could find that needed the water source. I watched as two of them clearly knew I was there sprinting at me from the other side along the shore before colliding head first and screeching when they hit the barrier before darting someplace out of sight through the trees.

I took the bag off my shoulder and opened it grabbing my art supplies.I couldn’t afford this stuff and a nice alpha boy who looked no older than 18 bought them for me on my 17th birthday. I remember father was buying a ton of supplies on one of our rare runs into town. Many packs would come together for safety. Raise their young in a safer place where it wasn’t easy for the borrowers to get into with all the Alpha men around. I remember standing outside a craft shop Looking at the sketchbooks when I heard a deep smooth voice speak.

“Like it?” He asked calmly his voice shook ever so slightly. I remember looking over a bit surprised. I didn’t have any friends growing up so I knew I definitely didn’t know him.

He was very tall even for an Alpha. I’d guess 8 to 9 feet. Very pale and very muscular. His attractive features were striking. He had a very sharp jawline and button nose. His electric blue eyes matched mine very similarly. He was wearing a white tank top and a nice black jacket, with a deep black pair of jeans and black combat boots. He seemed a bit tense and nervous talking to me. As casual as he tried to be.

“I uh..like drawing. My names Atlas.” He said laughing slightly. He reached his hand out and I shook it.

I chuckled. It was a bit sweet that he seemed flustered. I gave the guy a break. Why he’d be flustered to talk to me I couldn’t imagine.

“I’m Dean. Uh yeah me too whenever I have supplies. I’ve never owned a sketchbook. Sometimes I get lucky and my Alpha dad throws old paper away that I’ll snag to draw.” I said laughing slightly.

I saw the corners of his mouth frown with a veiled emotion when I had mentioned father. He quickly seemed to regain his composure though.

“Yeah these are good ones. Though these are better.” He said. Motioning to the nice higher end books. They were black with full covers. Nicely binded into actual books.

Many remnants of the old world still worked. One industry surprisingly besides telecommunications and TV was the art manufacturing area. It took years but to my understanding the country we lived in pieced back together many semblances of the old world.

I chuckled. “Yeah but I don’t even have money for the other ones let alone these.” I smiled. A tad embarrassed.

“Oh well that’s interesting cause I was uh gonna buy them for you.” He said slightly nervous. His hand on the back of his neck.

I raised an eyebrow confused. A bit shocked.

“Why? I don’t wanna sound ungrateful or rude but you don’t know me.”

His eyes seemed sad for a second before he rebounded. Smiling.

“Well us Blue eye guys gotta stick together. I wanna know you. If only for awhile.” He said chuckling.

He picked up four or five book and held them in one hand.

“What about pens or pencils any of those?” He asked.

I stared incredulously.

“Uh n-no that’s okay.”

He looked at me determined.

“Do you have any at home?” He asked

I shook my head no. He smiled walking over to the pens and pencils grabbing the most expensive items he could see. Pens and pencils of all colors. We walked to the front. He placed all the items on the counter. The Beta shopkeep was probably in their early 30s was shocked by him. Clearly taken aback by his attractiveness and probably how much money he was spending. He pulled out his wallet and paid. He paid no attention to the shopkeep. Grabbed the heavy bag and slung it over his shoulder. Placing a hand on my back and led us outside.

“Hungry?” He asked smiling

I shook my head no but my stomach betrayed me as it growled. He chuckled slightly.

“C’mon.” He led us to a deli. We entered, he had to duck a bit to cross the door. All eyes landed on him and seemed taken aback by his looks. He paid them no mind. He walked up with his arm around me.

“See anything you might like? Doesn’t matter what it is it’s on me.” He stated.

I nodded and ordered a bbq steak sandwich on sourdough. He ordered the same. Within minutes we received our food. He led us outside and sat us down at a table. I opened it up and began to eat. I’d never tasted something so good. I wasn’t allowed food like this at home. He sat and watched with a smile on his face. He didn’t eat just watched me. Soon I finished it. I’d never felt so full my entire life.

“Are you gonna eat?” I asked him.

He nodded his head. Smiling still as he watched me.

“Nah not hungry.” He chucked.

Though I had just met him. It felt easy for me to be comfortable around him. He had this cool air around his being that said I was safe. Secure under his gaze.

We sat and talked about random topics for around 2 hours or longer. He was very interested in my life, what I did for fun, favorite colors. As I was talking a random attractive Beta approached our table.

“Hi um excuse me. Could I get your name?” The beta asked. Clearly hoping that this man would recognize them as their mate or something. He turned and looked at them the warmth in his eyes leaving and a cold one entered.

“Don’t you see where busy. It’s rude to interrupt people when they’re in the middle of a conversation.” He stated annoyed.

“Oh uhh I’m sorry yeah..I’ll…uh….go.” They said clearly disappointed with the conversation.

His eyes fell back onto me. The warmth returning as if it hadn’t happened.

“Sorry it’s bugs me when people do that. It’s rude.” He said simply.

He looked at the time and frowned.

“What time do you gotta return?” He asked.

I looked at the clock realizing I lost track of time.

“Like 5 minutes.” I said. Disappointed.

He nodded understanding. We headed over to the store. I could see my dad in the stockpile area getting it all together. We usually got about a years worth. It was heavy work to take back but he always paid to have an horse cart bring all the supplies. I never understood how we paid for everything but never questioned it either.

“Hey Dean just a moment.” Atlas said. I stopped and looked at him.

He handed me the bag. He opened it and placed the other sandwich inside. It was super heavy but I managed. He looked at me and back at my dad.

“There’s another thing I absolutely have to do today while I have the chance. I want you to walk over and just place the bag into the cart completely normal okay. Make sure he sees it.” He said. His eyes were unreadable. They had a cold stare in them.

I nodded a bit unsure. I wasn’t quite sure where this was going but I put my big boy boots on and did it. Walking over I said hello to my dad. Making sure he saw the bag as I placed it into the cart.

His eyes immediately turned into a glare. He stormed over face red.

“What the fuck is this huh? You little bitch. You stealing or something.” He gripped my shoulder in a vice grip. Grabbed my arm and squeezed. Before raising his hand to slap me another hand caught his wrist.

Atlas had appeared and caught his hand. I could see his finger nails digging into my fathers skin. My fathers eyes went wide. Hatred entered them. The two looked at each other clear disdain for one another obvious. My father made a face as if he had smelled something awful. Atlas had a vicious snarl his teeth bared. His eyes angry but amused. As if begging my father to try him. Like he knew that his will was final. My fathers eyes darted to me and back at him. A mean smirk on his face.

“Hey Dean my son Why don’t you let me your **father Talk to his deadbeat** old buddy for a few minutes privately.” He said feigned kindness in his voice.

If looks were able to kill Atlas would have done so. It seemed like that sentence had hit something in his core. His very being.

He looked at me smiling. “Yeah Dean just a few.” He reached into his pocket and handed me $500 I stared unsure but took it.

“Oh…uh….o-okay d-ad.” I said shaking slightly.

Atlas tensed further at my words. I stepped inside the store. The door was still open so I could hear outside.

Then I heard a loud slam. Repetitive hits over and over again.

“You filthy piece of shit. You lay your hands on him AGAIN! BEATING HIM! I’ll FUCKING KILL YOU! THINK I WOULDN’T GET YOU BACK FOR THAT SHIT! HUH ALL THOSE FUCKING TIMES! THOMAS THOUGH OH HE’LL BE OKAY COLE WILL UNDERSTAND WE CAN TRUST HIM! YEAH HE WAS A FUCKING MORON! BUT I KNEW HAH! I FUCKING KNEW YOU WERE A PIECE OF SHIT!” I heard him roar.

I heard what sounded like kicking. A few people in the store looked outside a bit amused. Truth was I was too. My father deserved it.

I heard my father wince.

“Don’t speak about him like that.” He said huffing.

“YEAH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT! LIKE YOU GIVE A SHIT YOU BEAT HIS SON!” He roared kicking him again and again. Though I wasn’t watching I could hear it.

“STARVE HIM, BEAT HIM! WHAT ELSE HUH! WHAT ELSE! I WILL FUCKING END YOU! YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHO I AM! ILL KILL YOU SO HORRIBLY LEAVE YOU BEGGING TO DIE! ONCE YOU ARE! ONCE I GIVE YOU THAT SWEET RELIEF GUESS WHAT! ILL FIND YOU IN THE AFTER LIFE AND DO IT AGAIN FOR ETERNITY! YOU WILL BEG FOR MERCY AND NEVER FIND IT!” I could hear the wagon shaking. As if it was being held while the **** happened.

No words left my fathers lips only grunts of pain. It continued like this for awhile. Atlas screaming profanities after profanities. I was sure my father would be dead. I still could hear him speak though. I bought some chips and a couple drinks and headed outside. Where my father still laid on the ground where Atlas red face continued his ****. He looked over at me watching the scene and it was like a snap back to reality. He stopped. I saw a quick light flash from his hand when he pointed it at my dad. He sighed and walked over. Placing an arm around my shoulder walking me away from the scene.

“Sorry Dean. Sorry you had to see that. I didn’t want you to see me like that but to deny that’s my nature would be a lie. I’m violent and cruel. I care little for people and their daily struggles but you’re different.” He said sighing.

He placed a kiss on my forehead.

“I have to go. I’ve….been here too long…till next time and trust me there will be a next time.” He stated. father started standing up, Atlas smirked walking back towards him and with all his weight slammed his fist into my fathers jaw. Knocking him back down to the ground.

He hovered over him for a minute. I heard him speak with so much venom.

“Wait till next year cole. Just one left. That’s how long you have to live. Mark my words. I swear with everything I have, everything I hold dear….I swear upon….you know who…..your gonna die. It’ll be so horrible. You know what you’ve fucked with. You know what powers you’ve betrayed.” He stated. Spitting on the man below him.

He walked back to me placing his hand on my shoulder.

“Been wanting to do that for years.” He laughed, he smiled at my smirk. With that he walked away. Quickly out of sight.

Despite the **** my father was able to stand up again. He coughed but said nothing to me the entire trip home.

I sighed fondly looking back on that day.

I spent the next few hours absentmindedly drawing. I found myself drawing the Royal Alphas tracing their muscles their faces. I made them happier in the drawing though. Like they were happy to see me. I looked up at the sky and saw that midday was approaching. I tucked my drawing back into the bag and sat comfortably listening to the birds and trees imagining a life where my partners were next to me. I didn’t know much about how to be a good beta or raising children but I know you wanted them. I imagined my Alphas teaching their sons how to fight. Spoiling their Beta sons. Their hands on my swollen stomach as they waited with bated breath to feel kicking. Them rescuing me and taking me far away from father. The warm strong arms at night keeping me safe from harm. I liked the idea very much.

Sighing I reentered reality. I knew it was time to head back to prison. To feed the warden. Standing up I made my reluctantly back home. I approached the sad little shit hole I called home. The wood was rotting outside in a couple spots. Vines had began to creep up the side of the house. The porch needed to be replaced or at minimum repainted. I opened the door to hear murmuring on the TV.

“Yeah that’s another one. This is crazy guys. Nearly every Beta so far has been rejected by the Royal Alphas. As you can see there’s only a handful left but even one on one face to face they’re rejected. The Alphas can see from looking at all the Betas that none of them are their Beta. This is nerve wracking guys.”

“729 Betas all failed to rile up the Royals loins.” Your father mumbled in his drunken state.

“This has never happened usually one or two come up before one of the royals spots the Beta in the crowed.” The news man said nervously.

I watched the TV. The three Alphas were clearly getting frustrated with this development. For so many Betas to come out and see if their there’s but to so avail. I watched for a few minutes as several Betas walked up and were quickly pushed aside in rejection.

“Yeah that’s it guys. That’s all the Betas in the bracket. Did someone not come?” I heard him ask.

My heart rate picked up. No…I mean yeah….I was here but the certainly meant so could another. I watched the Royal Alphas faces scrunch up fighting back emotions. I could see anger clear as day. Something else deep down inside me said there was other emotions. I could almost feel it. Fear of rejection. Worry for my location and safety. Sadness of my absence. A small flame lighting up someplace in each of their chest. Desire to find me. Like a wolf on the trail of a rabbit. They would.

I watched as they went back inside. The crowning ceremony had failed. No Royal Beta meant no full ascension for the Alphas either.

I pushed the thought away. Father started snoring loudly in the chair. I quickly made dinner ate a small plate and cleaned up and went to my room. Lying down in bed I imagined their handsome faces and focused on them. I swear I could almost feel their sorrow and anger. Was it at me? It’s not my fault I couldn’t go. My father would have to answer for that imprudence I knew it wasn’t my fault. Would they understand? I focused on that thought. Truly and deeply focused on it. I felt some anger subside.

Finally I laughed. Quietly of course. What a silly thought. I couldn’t feel their emotions I’d have to have mated for that ability. I truly felt like I was losing it. Still a nagging feeling tugged. That wasn’t true. A strong emotions or a sense of pain or pleasure from one party can be felt by the other mated or not. There’s proven cases of it happening. Royal Alphas were such examples since the gods made their bond for them so strong. I laughed again. A true and deep laugh left my lips. Father was passed out downstairs with the TV blasting, I laughed and laughed until I felt the sorrow and anger die down fully and be replaced by something else. Comfort? Relief? Confusion? They knew I was in fact alive. They felt the giggle.