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The day of Stede’s Bonnet birth was eventful indeed. Lady Bonnet’s screams of pain filled the house. Her alpha husband stood impatient outside her room, letting the handmaidens do their work.

“Sir,” one maid came out of the door.

“The pup, a male?” Lord Bonnet asked.

“Yes.” The maid nodded. “An alpha.”

Lord Bonnet felt a warmth of pride fill his chest. “Show me him.” He pushed through to the room where his wife lay still crying in agony, though her cries were now stifled with those of the pup.

The maid rushed over to show Lord Bonnet his newborn son, putting the pup in his arms. Lord Bonnet smiled proudly to see the pup was the striking image of himself. He then looked up to where his wife lay, the nurses seeming to be worrying over her.

“What’s wrong with her?” Lord Bonnet asked.

“Sir, there were complications.” A maid explained. “Lady Bonnet, she…”

“My baby. I want to see my baby.” Lady Bonnet held out her hand.

“Quiet her!” Lord Bonnet snapped. “The birth is over, and I’ve had quite enough of her cries.”

“Shh. Shh.” A nurse soothed Lady Bonnet, drawing a wet cloth over her head.

Lord Bonnet rocked the squirming pup in his arms, smiling proudly down at his son.

Then, a maid gasped. “Is she…?”

Lord Bonnet looked up. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

The maid slowly drew away from Lady Bonnet in alarm. “Sir…Lady Bonnet… she’s… dead.”

“Get rid of her body. The pup’s an alpha male. That’s all that matters. His health and well-being are our only concern.”

-

Stede was raised by a rather mean and strict nanny who spanked his butt with a switch for any small misdemeanour. Stede learned quickly that by remaining meek and quiet, he’d not suffer beatings from the thin punishment tool.

Stede’s father was a cold man who hardly ever looked upon him. Lord Bonnet seemed to care for Stede little, barely wanting to talk with him. Stede learned that when his father spoke, he had to listen attentively and quietly, lest his father raise his voice and hand to him.

Stede wished he had proper friends. His only friends were his toys, of which he had plenty. Stede never went for want in his grand estate, and his father often reminded him to appreciate what he had.

Stede’s father went away for days at a time, leaving Stede alone with the servants. The only person in the estate who was ever nice or kind to Stede was the cook. She’d smile upon Stede and sneak him sweets, pinching his cheeks or tickling his stomach. Stede loved the cook and the sweets more than anything.

When Stede’s father came home, he glared judgingly upon Stede. “Pudgy.” He muttered. “What is that cook feeding you.”

Stede was too scared to speak up in reply. 

“Come, pup. Follow me. I will show you how a true alpha acts.”

Stede followed his father in fear till they reached the kitchen. The cook jumped in alarm as Lord Bonnet entered, dropping her head. “Lord Bonnet.”

“Cook, what have you been feeding my son while I’ve been away? Look at him.” Lord Bonnet gestured over to Stede. “He’s gotten fat.”

“Sir, I…” The cook’s voice trembled.

“Quiet your stuttering, woman! I am Lord of this house and your superior! I expect to be treated with respect. Have you been going behind my back and feeding my son treats when I specifically ordered you not to?”

The cook was crying then, “I’m sorry, sir.”

Lord Bonnet crossed the room, grabbing a wooden spoon off the wall. The cook gasped as he came towards her. “I must show my son to behave as an alpha and that my will is to be obeyed. For your disobedience, I will punish you over my knee, and my son shall watch.”

Stede felt horrified as he was forced to watch the cook bend herself over where his father sat on a chair. The cook was trembling and crying profusely. Lord Bonnet drew up her dress as to doll out upon her ass his beatings. The sharp slap made the cook cry out. Stede turned away, not being able to watch.

“Pup, don’t you look away!” Lord Bonnet’s voice boomed disapprovingly, and Stede slowly drew his head back.

All through the punishment, the cook cried. After, Lord Bonnet threw her to the floor, leaving her sobbing there. “You will be gone in the morning.” He said coldly.

-

Stede enjoyed his time outside in the gardens fondly. He liked looking upon the flowers, feeling how soft they were under his fingers and how beautiful they looked. Stede had brought some up to his room once. Only, his father found them and threw them into the fire. He beat Stede till the pup’s ass was red. Throughout the punishment, Lord Bonnet told his son that alpha males didn’t indulge in frivolous things such as flowers.

“Pathetic waste of a child. Your whore of a mother couldn’t even give me a proper alpha son.” Lord Bonnet hissed in distaste to Stede after his punishment.

Stede cried himself to sleep that night as he did most nights. After that, Stede refrained from appreciating flowers only when his father was away on business.

One such day, Stede saw something in the shadows of the stables. He crept over, hoping with some excitement that it might be a rabbit or a stray cat he could befriend.

“Hello,” Stede called as he came into the stables. “I promise I won’t hurt you.”

He heard shuffling in an empty stall as the creature ducked to hide under some blankets piled there. Stede held his breath and raced off to get food from the kitchen. This was a rather tricky feat, for the new cook was a horrible man that scared Stede. But thankfully, the man was currently preoccupied with one of the maids in an intimate embrace. The moaning sounds filled in from the storage room. Stede ignored the noises, just glad to be able to sneak some food away. Once he did, Stede crept back to the stables, placing the plate of food he collected on the ground. Stede slid the plate close to the blanket pile before pulling himself away.

“It’s alright. Go on. I bet you’re hungry.” Stede encouraged.

Stede waited back for a long while, till the blankets pulled up and eyes peered out. Human eyes connected to a dirt-covered face. As the figure’s head popped out from under the blanket pile, Stede jumped in alarm to see they had ears.

“You have ears!” Stede proclaimed.

The pup (a male) quickly jumped away, back under the blanket.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. I’ve just never seen a person with ears like that before.” Stede stated, enthused, creeping toward the plate. He pushed it forward to the blanket pile. “You can come back out. I won’t hurt you, promise.”

The pup poked its head back out, and Stede retreated to show he meant no harm. The pup hurriedly grabbed up food to shove into their face. As they ate, Stede stared in awe at their perked-up wolf-like ears. Stede’s eyes then drew down to see the pup was wearing dirty, worn clothes.

“I wish I had ears like yours. That’d be so cool.” Stede spoke.

The pup continued to shove food in his face. 

“My name’s Stede. What’s your name?”

The pup looked timidly up at Stede, slowing their eating.

“Oh, do you not speak?” Stede asked.

The pup shook his head.

“Oh, that’s so sad. Are you an orphan on the run?”

The pup nodded his head.

“Don’t worry, you can hide out here. My father’s not due back till the end of the week. I’ll bring you food, and we can be friends and play together!”

The pup’s ears perked up as he smiled, nodding excitedly.

After the pup finished his meal, Stede initiated a game of chase around the stables. The pup chased Stede and jumped upon him, tackling him to the ground, growling over Stede.

“Ow, you hurt me,” Stede whimpered in pain at being pushed to the floor.

The pup whimpered in apology and backed off, its ears lowering.

“Oh, it’s okay.” Stede tried to assure the pup. “But you have to not play so rough.”

“Master Bonnet!” Stede heard his name called.

“Oh, that’s my piano teacher.” Stede stood up. “I have to go now. But I’ll be by to see you tomorrow with more food.”

-

The next day, Stede was able to sneak more food out of the kitchen to the stables. He played with the strange pup again. Stede didn’t realize, however, that his father had returned home early and had been alerted that Stede had gone into the stables that morning. Lord Bonnet headed over, alarmed to find an omega pup straddling his son. The omega pup was nuzzling Stede with a growl as Stede giggled in response.

“Foul creature, get off my son!” Lord Bonnet tossed his glove at the pup, causing the omega to jump off Stede and scamper back.

Stede jumped up in alarm to find his father there. “Father, you’re back! I didn’t… I found this pup in our stables. He has ears!”

“Get back from him, Stede. He’s a dirty omega, feral by the looks of it.” Lord Bonnet pulled his son to his side, creeping toward the omega, who aggressively snarled.

Lord Bonnet snapped a sharp bark in response, and the omega jumped back in alarm, whimpering in fear.

“That’s right, pup.” Lord Bonnet spoke sternly. “I’m an alpha. Your superior. As is my son. You seem to have forgotten your place.” He then turned to his son. “Stede.”

“Yes, father.” Stede walked timidly over.

“Omega scum like this pup belong under alphas like us. They’re good for nothing more than to fuck. It is our duty, your duty, to remind him of his place.”

“I don’t understand father.”

“It is time you learned how the world works, son.” Lord Bonnet stalked over to the omega, grabbing him by the hair. The omega pup thrashed and growled, swiping his hands up to try to get Lord Bonnet to release his hold, but he did not.

“Father, please,” Stede begged.

Lord Bonnet threw the pup to the ground and began pulling the pup’s trousers off his legs. Lord Bonnet pushed the pup’s head into the ground, causing him to whimper.

“That’s a good pup. Stede, come here.” Lord Bonnet called.

Stede nervously walked over behind the pup, where his naked butt was on display.

“You see, Stede, omegas are different from alphas or betas—especially omega males like this one. As you already noted, omegas are made prominent by the presence of wolf-like ears on their head. They have smaller cocks and can’t knot. They are built to carry offspring, like a female. This hole,” Lord Bonnet pointed his finger to the pup’s ass. The pup was shaking and crying. “It functions both as a cunt and an asshole. You understand, son?”

“Yes, father.” Stede nodded, wanting the demonstration to end.

“Now, an omegas place is below an alpha, as their bitch. It’s up to alphas like me and you to remind disobedient omegas like this pup of their place. Come now, Stede, ready your cock to enter this omega cunt and remind him of his place. It is your right.”

“Father!” Stede gasped sharply in reply. “I…I…”

“You pitiful image of an alpha!” Lord Bonnet tore off the omega pup to stalk towards Stede. The omega pup took the opportunity to run off quickly. 

Lord Bonnet was unconcerned about the omega pup as he was focused on punishing his son. The sharp slap of his hand struck against Stede’s face, sending him crying.

“You make me ashamed to have come from my seed.” Lord Bonnet hissed. “You can sleep here, no better than that pup, like a worthless omega.” Stede’s father spat on him before leaving Stede in the stables, crying.

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At the age of thirty, Stede had gotten most of his life together, presenting himself as the formal, proper alpha that his father desired him to be. Stede had worked most of his life to achieve a job esteemed enough to please his father. He succeeded in doing so by becoming a doctor. Stede enjoyed his job, as he loved helping people. When Stede visited his father for dinners, Lord Bonnet still found him lacking.

“Unmated and no pups of your own at your age.” Lord Bonnet shook his head disapprovingly. “What of the Allamby girl?”

The Allambys had been close friends of their family for years. They had an alpha daughter (castrated, as all proper alpha females of high society were). She and Stede got along splendidly and were close confidantes and friends.

“I take you did not listen to my words to ask her for her hand.” Lord Bonnet prompted.

“I did, father.” Stede ducked his head as he remembered the night when he brought up his father’s idea to Mary. Mary had only looked upon Stede sadly in reply.

“We’d be good for each other. We’re friends, after all, right? And think of how it’d please our parents.” Stede had tried to enthuse to Mary at the time.

Lord Bonnet laughed sharply from where he sat at the head of their table. “Even she thinks you too pitiful of an alpha then.”

“It’s not that father.” Stede sat up straighter. “Mary simply got another proposal from someone else.”

“A more imposing alpha.” Lord Bonnet spoke as he cut into his steak with a heavy hand on his knife.

“No…a beta.” Stede stated under his breath.

“A beta!” Lord Bonnet laughed. “Just as I thought. She considers you like a worthless, pitiless omega. And you’re no better than one.”

It was for these dinners with his father that Stede was grateful that he had managed to procure enough money to buy himself a small apartment of his own.

-

It was a busy day at the clinic, and Stede was readying himself for his next client. He was handed a file held by a clip to a wooden board before heading into the examination room. 

“Edward Teach.” Stede read the name off the paper as he came into the room.

“Born on a beach. That’s me.”

Stede raised his eyes to the man sitting on the examination table, only for his breath to be taken from him. Before Stede sat the most handsome man he’d ever seen. The man had dark skin, dark hair, and dark eyes. A strong, powerful, muscular alpha pheromone wafted from him, filling the room.

“Fuck…hot doctor.” The man uttered. His eyes were on Stede in almost awe, which made Stede rather nervous.

Stede cleared his throat, trying to conceal his nervousness. “Sorry, sir. Um…” Stede put the man’s file down on the table beside him. “How can I help you today?”

“Well, I’ve been due for a regular check-up for years. But the thing is... I hate doctor clinics.”

“Yes, that’s fairly common.” Stede nodded, a heat full on his face. God, the man’s pheromones were overwhelming. Stede wished there was a window to open.

“But then I heard of you.” The alpha continued. “That you were this really amazing doctor that made anyone who was nervous about clinics calm and…well, I didn’t expect you to be so hot. But it’s definitely an upside.” He flashed a toothy grin.

“Oh,” Stede got out in a raised voice, his throat feeling tight. “Well, yes. I try to make all my patients comfortable. It makes the examination process easier. I procure these herbs, you see.”

Stede jumped around to get them out of his cabinet, taking out a brown glass bottle. “They’re collected from this plant. The scent helps calm people.” Stede’s voice evoked enthusiasm as he uncorked the bottle.

“Sniff.” Stede held it out to the man’s nose, and the man leaned forward to sniff.

The alpha drew back, blinking his eyes. “Woe, yeah. I can feel it already.” He blinked back open his eyes. “So you drug your patients into submission?”

“It’s not like that!” Stede jolted at the accusation, corking the vial once more. “This isn’t a sedative… it’s a soothing smell.”

“Sure sounds like a drug to me.” Ed cocked an amused smirk to Stede.

“Yes, well.” Stede put the vial down, feeling put out. “Anyway… shall we get on with the physical? That is if you’re comfortable.”

“Go right ahead, Doc.” Ed jumped up and began stripping down.

“Oh! You don’t… I can go out and wait for you…” Stede stuttered as he was welcomed to the display of the man’s bear chest. The alpha was muscular, chiselled, well worn, covered in scars and tattoos.

Stede swallowed nervously, stood frozen, words lost. The alpha was smiling playfully, and he got to start on his trousers next.

“Ohh… I really…” Stede should have turned away. He was a polite, proper gentleman after all. But he couldn’t draw his eyes away.

Ed stood there nude, a large cock hanging from between his legs, slowly filling in present desire.

“Oh…um.” Heat began to trickle over Stede as sweat started to form at his neck. His own cock was stirring with interest.

“Sorry,” Ed smirked. “When I lay my eyes upon someone as beautiful as you…well…my cock can’t help itself.”

“Right.”

Ed stalked towards Stede then. Nervously, Stede stepped back till he hit the wall. Ed was still smiling as he encroached upon Stede’s space.

“Mr. Teach, this is highly inappropriate. I’m a professional, you see.” Stede’s voice trembled as Ed continued to smirk.

Ed leaned his head down, breathing in Stede’s scent—every molecule of Stede’s being shuttered in reply.

“Fuck, you smell so sweet,” Ed spoke in a low, desire-filled, hungry growl. “I want to take you.”

“Mr. Teach. We can’t.” Stede tried to shove him back, but the alpha was solid.

Ed brought his hand to slam against the wall beside Stede’s face, snarling lowly in threat. Stede jolted, freezing in alarm. A quiet, almost scared whimper escaped him. But Stede’s cock was rock hard in his trousers.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want to, Doc.” Ed pushed his other hand between Stede’s thighs. Stede fell into the touch with a whimpering, desperate cry.

“Oh god, fuck.” Stede’s breath hitched.

Ed grinned and brought his mouth over to suck at Stede’s neck. Ed swiped his tongue across Stede’s scent gland, making his intent to mark and perhaps claim Stede loud and clear. Stede’s body trembled at the touch, never having experienced it before.

“Oh god.” Stede got out, his breath heavy and his heart racing.

Ed hummed in delight, pulling off, “You taste divine. Now, can I fuck you?”

Stede jolted, though his cock stirred in interest. “No. Mr. Teach. I can’t. We’re both alpha males. It’d be wrong.” He shook his head firmly.

“Doesn’t bother me.” Ed pulled his hand up from Stede’s cock to tickle across Stede’s side. “It’s not like I haven’t fucked another alpha male before. Why, I even let a couple fuck me.” Ed hissed closely to Stede in a low, deep tone.

“Oh,” Stede got out.

“You’re a doctor. Surely you’ve heard of alpha males wanting to make themselves more viable to an alpha mate.” Ed spoke.

“Yes. I have read some research into alpha males taking supplements to present more as a beta.” Stede nodded timidly. “It’s all still experimental, though.”

Ed nodded, seeming not to be listening to Stede’s words. He breathed in hot over Stede’s neck again.

“Please, Mr. Teach.” Stede whimpered.

“It’s just Ed!” Ed growled.

“Ed,” Stede rushed out the correction. “I don’t know what kind of alpha you think I am. I know there a lot of rumours about me and…and…” Stede was suddenly overcome with emotions and started crying.

“Shit.” Ed drew off quickly, pulling away.

“I’m sorry.” Stede hurriedly made to wipe his eyes. “How embarrassing for me to start crying in front of you.”

“Fuck. Shit. Sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Ed seemed flustered and rubbed Stede’s arm rather unsurely as if in comfort. “Here, why don’t you sit down?” Ed coaxed Stede to the examination table to sit down.

“I’ll put my pants back on.” Ed offered.

Stede tried to control his sniffles as Ed hurried to throw his trousers back on. Stede felt embarrassed about being overcome with emotions in front of another alpha. He always got laughed at and called a pathetic alpha whenever it happened before. 

“Do you want water?” Ed asked, now back in his trousers. “Are there cups?” He searched the small room, opening the cabinet.

“At the top.” Stede sniffled some more.

Ed pulled a paper cup down and filled it at the tap. He then carried it over to Stede, who sat on the examination table and offered it to him. Stede chugged the water heartily down.

“I’m sorry if I overwhelmed you.” Ed offered. “I know I can be a bit forward sometimes.”

“No, it’s alright. It’s just…” Stede worked the empty paper cup between his hands. “I’m a rather pathetic excuse for an alpha, you see. Everyone says so. My father most of all. They say I’m too timid and weak and kind…and…” Stede sniffled again but held back his tears.

“Hey, hey.” Ed rubbed Stede’s arm, coming to sit beside him. “Don’t listen to what everyone says. I’m sure that’s not true. An alpha’s an alpha, right? No matter how they act. I’m sorry if I made you feel lacking as one, by asking if I could fuck you. I didn’t intend to offend you. It’s just that I find you really hot and…”

Ed traced an intent finger up Stede’s arm, making Stede’s breath hitch.

“I feel incredibly drawn to you, unlike anyone I’ve ever met before… and your smell…” Ed breathed it in. “It’s like…”

“I know what you mean,” Stede released a shaky breath. “I…I feel it too. You know, they say that perfect mates are drawn to each other by each other’s smell.”

“Perfect mates, you say?” Ed smirked, his head cocking slightly. “I thought that was just a myth.”

“So did I.”

“Look.” Ed pulled away. “Clearly, we can’t be in the same room with each other without me giving in to my baser instincts and desires. Perhaps I should cancel my physical.” He jumped off the cushioned table. “But if you like, you can come by my place and give me one when you have a night off.” Ed winked. “I live not far away.”

“Oh.” Stede’s heart picked up.

Ed turned and began scribbling on his sheet. “My address.” He let the pen drop to turn back to Stede. “I’m off work after five every day. I hope you’ll come by.”

“Oh…I will.” Stede nodded.

“Wonderful!” Ed smiled in return.

-

Stede had arrived to the docks’, to a rather rundown apartment complex, heading up. On his way, Stede passed many a figure who looked ready to mug him. He was starting to think he shouldn’t have dressed so well as to draw so much attention. But it was too late now. Stede checked the address once more to ensure he was at the right door before knocking. Ed answered it almost immediately, looking handsome as ever. His long hair was down and he was smiling wide at Stede.

“Mr. Teach.” Stede stuttered, mustering courage about him.

“Just Ed, remember.” Ed smiled.

“Right.” Stede nodded.

“Come inside, why don’t you? Take off your coat.” Ed opened his door more, stepping back to let Stede in.

Stede came in, stripping off his coat as Ed closed and locked the door behind him.

“For someone who claims people think of him as an insufficient alpha, you sure have some fucking balls walking in this neighbourhood dressed like that.” Ed came over to trace up Stede’s blouse.

Stede’s breath hitched as he held his coat awkwardly. Ed took it from him then.

“Oh, I’m afraid I didn’t realize what kind of neighbourhood this was. Not that it isn’t lovely.” Stede rushed to say.

Ed chuckled at that. “You don’t have to lie on my account. I know this place is a shit hole. But it’s all I can afford.”

“What is it you do for work?” Stede asked.

“I’m a dock worker.”

“Ah, I see.” Stede nodded his head.

“So... I got some rum.” Ed offered.

“Oh, sounds delightful!”

“So, you rich or something, from being a doctor and whatnot.” Ed started leading the way into his home.

“A bit,” Stede replied. “My money mostly comes from my family. My father’s money, rather.”

“Ah, I see.” Ed had led them into a simple sitting room where he motioned to a couch, and Stede sat down. Ed got to pouring a bottle into two glasses that sat on a tray on the table.

“So you’re not mated then I take it, Mr. Teach?” Stede asked. 

Ed glared up at him.

“Sorry, Ed.” Stede corrected.

“No, not mated,” Ed replied. “Yourself?”

“No.” Stede shook his head. “I’m afraid to admit I have never even… well…”

Ed looked up again.

“Another place where I fault at being an alpha.”

“Nonsense.” Ed offered Stede a glass, which he accepted.

“My father had hoped I’d marry a family friend of ours. Another alpha. But she’s interested in another offer she got from a gentleman.” Stede said as he raised his glass to his lips.

“Ah, I see.” Ed drowned his glass a bit more heartily than Stede. “So, do you want to find a mate then?”  Ed asked.

“Oh yes. I think it’d be quite lovely to have someone to share my life and home with. I’m a bit unsure of pups, however. Only because I fear of turning into my father.” Stede stared down at his drink. “He’s always been a very harsh and cruel man, you see. It was his way of raising me to be a proper alpha.”

“My father was a terrible man as well.” Ed gripped his glass in hand, anger across his face. “My mother…she was an omega.”

“Oh!” Stede jolted in alarm.

“She lived in the village where omegas are more common.”

“Oh, yes.” Stede had heard that.

Ed continued, “One night, my father and his friends went to the village to claim some omegas… for fun. My father… he mated, he raped my mother… left her behind in his wake, after being bred.”

Stede didn’t know what to say at the horrific story. Ed clutched his glass tightly, staring at it angrily. “My mother raised me in the village on her own. One day, my father returned to claim my mother again. When he saw me and realized I was an alpha, he tore me from my mother and killed her.”

Stede gasped in alarm.

“In return, I killed him.” Ed finished his tale, leaving Stede shocked as anything. “I left for the city soon after and got a job as a dock worker. I’ve gotten by ever since from only the sweat of my own brow.”

“Well, you certainly overcame your hardships,” Stede replied. “My own mother died giving birth to me. She was a beta, and my father didn’t seem to care for her much. He often refers to her as a worthless whore who gave birth to a pathetic alpha.”

“I’ll kill him too for you if you like.” Ed’s eyes glowed with angry intent.

“No.” Stede shook his head quickly. “His health is declining, so I’m sure he’s not long for this world.”

“Make him suffer long then,” Ed smirked wickedly.

Stede kept his head ducked.

“Would you like some dinner?” Ed asked then.

They talked more joyfully as they prepared a meal together. Stede found himself quite fond of Ed already, laughing and smiling at all of Ed’s words and actions. Ed didn’t seem put off by Stede in the least, not by the way Stede acted, the way he held himself, or by his pudgy, squishy exterior. When Stede brought that up, Ed simply replied: “Fuck, that’s what makes you even hotter. Makes me want to put a baby in you.”

Stede blushed at that. “Ed, I’m an alpha. You know that’s not possible.” 

“Yeah, but try telling my alpha instincts that.” 

Stede chuckled in reply.

After dinner, Ed drew Stede to his bed, where he started stroking gently over Stede’s face.

“Can I see all of you? Please?” Ed asked in a soft tone with soft eyes. “I won’t fuck you. But… I want you so bad.”

Stede’s breath trembled. “Yes, I want it too.”

Ed pulled away, stripping off his shirt first, and Stede followed suit. Stede blushed when he got out of his trousers. Only, Ed’s eyes were staring wide at Stede’s cock.

“Fuck. How can anyone say you’re not a real alpha with a cock like that.” Ed spoke. “That’s the fucking largest cock I’ve ever seen.”

Stede blushed and tried to hide himself, but Ed was upon him like a hungry predator.

“Don’t hide yourself from me, Stede. You’re fucking beautiful. I want to take you in my mouth.”

“Oh!” Stede jolted and nodded, a bit excited.

Stede sat on the bed, Ed kneeling on the ground before him. When Ed got his mouth on Stede’s cock, Stede felt like he left this world and had gone to another plane or field. 

“Ed, fuck.” Stede grunted. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to cum.” 

Ed popped off then, leaving Stede gasping for air. Stede looked fondly into Ed’s eyes, grateful for him for everything.

“I want you to fuck me,” Ed said then, causing Stede to jolt.

Ed slowly rose, his rough hand coming to Stede’s hips.

“If me fucking you makes you nervous, then I want you to fuck me,” Ed spoke. “I want to show you the true alpha you are.”

A strange heat crept over Stede’s body then.

“I want you to overpower me,” Ed whispered in Stede’s ear.

That made Stede’s alpha instincts click in. He made the move before processing it, growling lowly. Stede grabbed Ed’s arm and forced them down to the bed together. Stede managed to get Ed face down on the bed under him.

“Remember your place, omega.” Stede hissed.

Ed was breathing heavily. “Fuck, Stede.” He squirmed back against Stede, making Stede snap back to their present moment.

“Shit, sorry, Ed.” Stede pulled off from where he was pinning Ed’s arm around Ed’s back. “I didn’t…”

“Stede, fuck. Don’t stop.” Ed continued to shimmy under Stede, rubbing against Stede’s cock. 

“You…like this?” Stede questioned.

“Yeah.” Ed turned his head with a loopy grin. “Makes me feel like a dirty horny creature. I get so fucking turned on.” Ed rubbed his cock into the bed under him.

“Oh.” Stede processed Ed’s words slowly. “Um…so how do we continue?” 

“There’s some oil in the drawer there.” Ed motioned with his head.

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Young Izzy woke up to hear his mother’s hacking cough, and he jumped up to bring her some water.

“Mama, are you okay?” He asked quietly.

His mother still looked deathly pale, her ears dropping.

“Israel, darling. Where’s your father?” She started hacking away in a dreadful cough again.

Izzy shook his head, for he didn’t know.

“Find him for Mama, will you?”

Izzy nodded and jumped off her bed to get dressed and head outside.

“Papa?” Izzy pushed through the crowded streets, looking for his father. His father could often be found trying to trick people out of their money or, more often, at the tavern.

Izzy pushed past fellow omegas in ratted clothes till he came upon the stables beside his father’s favourite tavern. Sure enough, there in the hay lay Izzy’s father, passed out drunk, having been tossed out of the bar again, most likely.

“Papa.” Izzy came over to shake his father. “Papa.”

Izzy’s father began mumbling awake. “Oh, Izzy.” He patted the pup’s head, ruffling his hair up. Izzy’s gray ears twitched in response. “That’s a good lad, making sure your father’s okay.” Mr. Hands made to sit up, grumbling, rubbing his eyes.

“Father, it’s mother. She’s not better.” Izzy said.

“Still sick.” Mr. Hands grumbled, rising to his feet. “Alright, Izzy. Let’s see what we can do for her, eh?” He offered his hand to Izzy.

Izzy happily took his father’s hand, hope building in his chest as he walked aside his father back to their home. Izzy always thought of his father highly, despite everyone saying his father was a scheming, cheating, lying, drunk. Izzy thought highly of his father, for he was a beta. Mr. Hands often told Izzy that betas like himself lived well in the city. He’d promise that one day he’d take Izzy and his mother to live in the city, and they’d live like kings.

Back at the shack they called home, Izzy’s father tended to his sick mother. “I need proper medicine.” She urged.

“We don’t have the money.” Izzy’s father replied.

They went out to the streets to beg for money then. Izzy got a few coins, as the townspeople felt sorry for him. But Izzy’s father only got a fist across his jaw for his efforts.

Izzy raced to his father’s side, who laughed it off. “Those men forget who I am, Izzy. I’m a beta. In the city, those men would be cowering before me.”

Without the money to buy the proper medicine, Izzy’s mother got increasingly worse, till one day when she took in her last weary breath. Izzy cried and cried about it, for he had loved his mother. They didn’t have enough money for a proper burial, so she was buried in a pauper’s grave by the church with no headstone to mark her spot. Izzy’s father promised that one day he’d gather enough money to give her a proper headstone.

The next few weeks, Izzy’s father fell further into drinking and went out night after night, often not returning home. He’d promise to Izzy that he was off on some wild scheme. While Izzy’s father was gone, Izzy starved for food. He’d often go out to beg at the baker or butcher’s back door. Sometimes they’d be kind and offer Izzy scraps, but most times, they’d say: “Go beg somewhere else, pup.” Or they’d ask where Izzy’s father was, to which Izzy knew not the answer.

One night, Izzy found his father in a pub halfway across town when he’d gone to fetch him. Izzy cried when he spotted his father there, spending their money away on booze, laughing in the arms of bar wenches.

“Papa, you promised you’d get a proper job.” Izzy reminded him.

“Iz, the thing is, it’s not easy getting a job around here. No one will hire me on account of my reputation.” Izzy’s father explained to him. “And I think I deserve a little drink to cheer myself up after your mother’s death, don’t you?”

Izzy shook his head with tears in his eyes.

“Go home, Izzy, and rest. I’ll be there in the morning when you wake.” His father said.

Izzy was sure it would be another promise his father would break, but he returned home anyway.

-

After some time, Izzy’s father told him they were headed out to the city. Izzy was thrilled at the prospect. He was excited as anything that they were finally leaving to live the life his father had always promised him.

While Izzy radiated excitement, his father’s features remained cold and unreadable. “Keep your head down now, Iz, and remain on your best behaviour.” He told Izzy. “You remember how I told you omegas like yourself have to act in the big city?”

“We have to be respectful of those above us, betas and alphas,” Izzy replied.

“Exactly, good lad.” Mr. hands ruffled up Izzy’s hair, making Izzy’s ears perk up in fondness.

The city was not at all like Izzy’s father had spoken of. In fact, the area in which they walked through was almost worse than the village. Smoke billowed from the factories, filling Izzy’s lungs, making him choke on it. The cold wind from the harbour cut through Izzy’s thin clothes. He pulled closer to his father as imposing alphas walked past, heads high.

“Come on, Izzy. Right this way.” Izzy’s father pulled them into a warehouse.

They entered a back room where some alpha males sat around a table, smoking cigars. The alphas looked up as Izzy and his father entered.

“Ah, Mr. Hands. So good of you to join us. This the pup, then?” The biggest alpha nodded in greeting.

“Aye, this is the pup. An omega, as you can see, just like I said.”

The largest and most intimidating alpha from the table got up to study Izzy. The alpha tipped Izzy’s chin up and felt his ears, making Izzy want to itch them in response, but he stood still.

“This is the first time you haven’t tried to pull a fast one on me, Mr. Hands.” The alpha spoke. “It seems you’ve finally learned your lesson.”

“Yes, sir.” Izzy’s father nodded.

“He’s a pretty, young thing too.” The alpha took Izzy’s chin in hand once more. “An omega pup like him will indeed fetch you a good reward.”

“Papa?” Izzy turned to his father in confusion.

The alpha burst out into harsh laughter then. “Why, Mr. Hands, you didn’t tell me he was your son. Or did you steal him too?”

“He’s my father!” Izzy stepped in front of his father, protectively.

“My, little pup, you’ll have to learn to keep that mouth of yours shut.” The alpha replied.

“Izzy,” Izzy’s father hissed. “Mind your place.”

Izzy ducked his head down.

“How much?” Izzy’s father asked the alpha.

“I believe we can arrange something befitting to both our desires.” The alpha smiled in response. “Perhaps you’d like to say your goodbyes to your son now.”

Mr. Hands nodded and turned to kneel before his son. 

“Papa, what’s going on?” Izzy asked.

“Izzy. I’m doing what’s best for both of us.” Mr. Hands took Izzy gently by his arms. “We both know I can’t take care of you. But these men here, they’ve promised to look after you. And now you’ll get a chance to live in the big city, just like we always dreamed.”

“But Papa, I want us to stay together.” Izzy started crying.

“Izzy, I’m no good for you. I’m not father material.” Mr. Hands shook his head. “Now go. Be a good pup now. Remember your manners just like your mama taught you.”

Izzy sniffled but nodded his head. His father leaned in and kissed Izzy’s head before standing up.

“How sweet.” The alpha uttered lowly. “Men, bring the pup away. I have to discuss payment with his father.”

Izzy continued to sniffle as the men pulled him out of the room.

“Come on, little pup.” The men spoke. “We’ve got a nice room for you to sleep in.”

-

The room Izzy had been given was nothing worse or better than the one he had back home. He was given food to eat, which he was grateful for, for he was used to going to bed hungry many a night.

The next morning, the men woke Izzy up by unlocking his door. They called Izzy to follow them, where he was given breakfast. Afterward, Izzy was led to a filthy lavatory with a bathtub and was told to wash himself clean. The men stood guard at the door, and Izzy realized they would not leave. 

“Undress and clean.” The men ordered.

Fearfully, Izzy did so. When Izzy had washed himself thoroughly with soap, the men made him stand nude, wet and cold, on the dirty floor. They made him walk like that out to the office where the main alpha sat. The alpha glared over at Izzy, who shivered with his arms wrapped around him.

“Arms at your sides, pup.” The alpha ordered as he stood up.

Izzy jumped to obey and the alpha circled him.

“Too skinny.” The alpha hummed in disapproval. “That’s what you get from a village omega. Not like the fine omegas raised here in the city.”

Izzy looked tentatively up at the alpha rounding him.

“Get him some clothes.” The alpha snapped. “The poor pup is freezing.” 

Izzy was put in some new clothes that were nicer than his own. 

“Hornigold might like him.” The alpha spoke. “He likes them young, small, and meek.”

-

The next day, Izzy was taken across town into another warehouse. He was led down into a hidden basement where clusters of men filled the room and smoke of cigars filled the air. In the crowd were omegas being led, some on leashes, muzzled and on all fours. The omegas were in various states of undress, or in strange bondage wear, some completely nude. The omegas were of various ages, some with pinned-down ears or clipped, doxed ears.

Izzy stood nervously as he looked around. He was then pushed into a side room where an intimidating alpha sat with his legs open on a half-circle couch. 

“Hornigold.” The alpha with Izzy greeted. “I brought you an omega pup I thought you might like.” The alpha pushed Izzy slightly forward.

The man on the couch smiled coldly at Izzy. “Pup, come join me on the couch.” He patted the space beside him.

Izzy looked hesitantly at the alpha his father sold him to.

“Go on, pup.” The alpha waved.

“I won’t bite.” Hornigold encouraged.

Izzy crept onto the couch next to him and Hornigold slid closer.

“Let me take a good look at you.” Hornigold gently pulled Izzy’s mouth open, inspecting inside, and his teeth. Then Hornigold twisted Izzy’s head this way and that. Next, Hornigold pinched Izzy’s ear sharply, making Izzy cry out in pain.

“Sorry, I have to make sure they’re real.” Hornigold pulled away and looked up at the other alpha. “I’m satisfied.”

There was arguing over payment, then money was exchanged. After, Izzy was left alone with Hornigold. Izzy’s new owner stroked at his ear almost fondly.

“You’re such a pretty silver-grey,” Hornigold told him. “Don’t worry, pup. I’ll take good care of you. As long as you behave.”

-

The room Hornigold gave Izzy was a touch nicer, and he slept contentedly, hoping things might turn out well for him. The next day, Izzy was given new, fine clothes to wear. Hope started bubbling up in his chest that everything was going his way. He was walked into a medical-style room where a doctor met him and patted a table.

“Up, pup.” The doctor ordered. “We need to make sure you’re clean.” 

Izzy had been to the doctor only a few times in his life because of how poor his family had been. (Only twice that he could remember). He sat on the examination table and listened politely to the doctor’s instructions, breathing in and out, and such, as asked. The doctor had Izzy take off his trousers and lie on this front. The doctor then began pushing a small, thin, cold metal rod into Izzy’s ass, making Izzy cry out in alarm.

“Shh, pup. It’ll be over quick.” The doctor assured.

As soon as he said that, the object was pulled out. Izzy was left unsure what the doctor was searching or testing for. With it done, Izzy was allowed to put back on his trousers, and the doctor told him to sit up.

“Chew this.” The doctor offered a pink pill to Izzy. “It’ll lessen the pain.”

“Pain?” Izzy inquired, but the doctor didn’t elaborate.

Izzy took the pill and chewed, then swallowed it. As he did, the doctor seemed to be readying a contraption.

“The pain will be quick.” The doctor warned as he brought the contraption to Izzy’s ear.

“What are–”

Izzy tried to pull away but was cut off by the doctor, who held Izzy firm by his ear. There was a loud click as an excruciating pain shot from Izzy’s ear, and he howled in pain.

“It’s over, done now.” The doctor said. 

Tears flowed down Izzy’s eyes as his ear throbbed in pain. As the doctor pulled away, Izzy reached up to rub at his ear, finding a peace of metal clipped there.

“Your free to go.” The doctor said.

Izzy returned to his room with his ear still throbbing horribly in pain. He inspected what had been done to his ear in the mirror. He found a metal tag had been clipped over the short end of his ear, on which was inscribed with a long string of numbers.

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The first time Izzy was called into Hornigold’s office, he was as nervous as anything. Hornigold smiled at Izzy, beckoning Izzy to join him on a couch. Hornigold poured some dark amber liquid into a glass.

“Ever had brandy, pup?” Hornigold asked.

Izzy shook his head as he sat down next to Hornigold.

“You can try a sip if you like. But I’ll warn you, it’s strong.” Hornigold held out a glass to Izzy.

Izzy tried a sip and cringed at the taste, shaking his head in disapproval. Hornigold chuckled in amusement.

“It takes time to get used to.” Hornigold sipped his glass.

Hornigold then shifted where he sat next to Izzy, to face him. “There are a few rules you must know, pup. First, I’m the leader here, the pack’s alpha. Everything I say is an order, a command. Obey my word, and you will be fine. Second, an omega pup like yourself,” Hornigold cupped Izzy’s chin. “Would be wise to keep his mouth shut unless asked to speak. Are we understood?”

Izzy nodded.

“Good. Now, do you have a name, pup? Or shall I refer to you by your identification number?” Hornigold thumbed the metal clip in Izzy’s ear.

“Izzy, sir,” Izzy replied.

“Very good. Such polite manners. Yes, you’ll do well, pup. I think I’ll like you indeed.” Hornigold put down his glass on the table.

“Now, Izzy,” Hornigold turned to the pup. “Have you ever fucked or been fucked?”

Izzy shook his head, feeling nervous.

“Do you know what role an omega such as yourself plays to an alpha like me?” Hornigold asked.

A blush crept over Izzy’s face. “They are to be fucked in the cunt, sir.”

“Such proper words.” Hornigold petted Izzy’s ear. “Yes, very good, Izzy. Have you ever seen a cock before?”

Izzy nodded shyly. “At the water, and sometimes drunk men.”

Hornigold hummed in reply. “Yes, but have you seen an alpha cock?”

“No, sir.” Izzy shook his head.

“I’m going to show you, okay?”

Izzy nodded timidly and began Hornigold undoing the tops of his trousers. Hornigold pulled his cock out, rubbing his hand over his length, making it fill up. Hornigold groaned as he did so.

“It’s very big, sir.” Izzy got out.

“Yes, indeed,” Hornigold smirked. “Now, Izzy, I’m going to teach your first lesson in pleasing an alpha such as myself. It’s vital for you to know, for in my care, you’ll have to pleasure alphas. You see, I specify in supplying beautiful omegas, such as yourself, to alphas.”

Fear crept in on Izzy at the words.

“Now, kneel before my cock.” Hornigold ordered.

Izzy looked to the ground, then back up to Hornigold. “Sir?”

Hornigold suddenly struck Izzy across his face, leaving Izzy gasping. Hornigold grabbed Izzy roughly by his ear.

“Did you so quickly forget my rules, pup!” Hornigold roared, leaving Izzy trembling. “What was rule one?”

“Your word is my command.”

“And what did I tell you to do?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t stutter apologies to me, pup. Do exactly as I tell you.”

Izzy sniffled but fell to his knees on the floor, between Hornigold’s thighs.

“That’s a good pup. Now, see, we all learn our place eventually. Some just require a stronger hand.” Hornigold stroked at Izzy’s ear again. “Now, take it into your mouth.”

Izzy stared in fear at Hornigold’s cock. But he moved to obey the order, not wanting to get struck again. Izzy sucked unsurely over Hornigold’s cock.

“Yes, that’s it,” Hornigold muttered, stroking Izzy’s ear.

The act went on for what felt like an eternity to Izzy. Hornigold groaned lowly, rubbing Izzy’s ears. 

“Careful now, pup,” Hornigold spoke up. “You’re a bit too small for my knot to catch in your mouth.” Hornigold pulled off and made Izzy suck at the top of his cock. Cum filled Izzy’s mouth, making him choke. Hornigold chucked as if amused.

“You did well for your first-time pup.” Hornigold stroked Izzy’s ear. “You know what, I might keep you just for myself.”

-

Too young and small to be fucked and knotted, Izzy was mainly told to use his mouth on Hornigold and his men, to please them. Izzy quickly learned what brought the most pleasure and remembered Hornigold’s warning about an alpha’s knot. Izzy learned quickly to remain silent. Almost any word that fell from his lips, even polite ones, earned him a slap across his face. The alphas seemed to believe that omegas like Izzy shouldn’t speak at all, that they were just a hole to fuck. But all the alpha’s seemed to adore Izzy, always saying that Hornigold managed to procure a proper little omega slut.

Hornigold treated Izzy fine indeed in repayment, giving Izzy the best room, the best clothes, and the best food. Izzy had even been gifted another ear piercing from Hornigold himself. This one was another silver metal clip, but instead of a long scroll of numbers, it bared Izzy’s name.

Sometimes Hornigold would request Izzy join him in his bed, and Izzy would suck Hornigold off. In return, Hornigold would touch or put his mouth on Izzy in pleasing ways till Izzy came shaking. They’d lay next to each other after, falling asleep together. Izzy never knew what to make of the situation. He sometimes felt safe with Hornigold, but he also felt disgusted by the man.

-

When Izzy’s first heat hit him, he was a sweating, writhing mess, overcome with pain on his bed. His howls of pain echoed through the compound. The cries upset Hornigold, who entered Izzy’s room, ordering him to be quiet. Izzy was then spanked roughly for disturbing Hornigold. Upon realizing Izzy was in heat, Hornigold fucked Izzy properly, knotting him for the first time.

“You need this,” Hornigold said as he fucked Izzy. “Your body’s just begging for a fat alpha cock to knot you. To bred you.” 

Izzy felt so sick that he vomited as Hornigold knotted him.

“You disgusting whore.” Hornigold cried. “You’ll clean your sick up after.” When Hornigold’s knot went down, he tossed Izzy into his own vomit.

After that day, Hornigold forced Izzy to take suppressants that stopped his heats and kept him from falling pregnant.

“I can’t let my best omega get knocked up, now, can I?” Hornigold had said. “That’d just be bad business. Loads of alphas are lined up to fuck and knot you now that they can.”

Izzy was locked in his room after, the door only opening when alphas came in to fuck him. Otherwise, Izzy was let out under two guards at all times. Hornigold liked him best still and fucked Izzy ruthlessly.

“You remember, Izzy, when I promise not to bite you? I lied.” Hornigold said before he sank his teeth hard into Izzy’s scent gland, marking Izzy up as his. The bite was painful and hard enough to draw blood. Izzy recoiled with a sharp shout, throwing Hornigold off him. 

Something snapped in Izzy then, and he jumped on Hornigold, snarling and gnashing his teeth. Only, Izzy was still half Hornigold’s size and weight, and he was easily overcome by Hornigold. 

“You fucking bitch!” Hornigold slapped Izzy to the floor, smushing his face against the hardwood. “Don’t you ever do that again! I think you need to be reminded of your place.”

Hornigold called for his men, who put cuffs around Izzy’s wrist, and Izzy was dragged down to a cement-floored room where chains hung from rings about. Izzy snarled and snapped as he was befitted into a collar and muzzle. He was left naked and chained to the wall for a punishment of whippings. After the punishment, the chains were loosened slightly, and Izzy collapsed to the cold cement floor.

“Let’s see how long it takes for you to remember your place,” Hornigold spoke. “Till you beg me for your freedom.”

All Izzy could do was snarl from the floor.

After a day left there to rot, Izzy caved to accept the water Hornigold offered him. He even acted obediently as Hornigold took off his binds.

“I’m sorry, master,” Izzy said.

-

As time passed, Izzy became more hardened and began acting out more. Sometimes, a harsh word in retort would slip from his lips. As punishment, Hornigold would whip Izzy, poke and scorch him with hot iron tools, or use sharp-tooth clips to twist and pull at his skin. Each instrument of Izzy’s torcher caused him to holler in pain, and Hornigold didn’t like that. Often, Izzy’s mouth was tightly, painfully secured shut with a muzzle.

Hornigold proclaimed that Izzy didn’t deserve the privilege of speaking anymore and told him he had to wear the muzzle at all times. Izzy would only be let out to suck Hornigold’s cock, and Hornigold would feed Izzy and offer him drinks. 

With each passing day, Izzy longed to leave his prison. He often wished he’d caught his mother’s sickness when she was ill and had died alongside her. For surely there was nothing worse than the life he lived now.

-

Izzy had lost track of how long he’d been a prisoner in the compound. He spent most of his days in a muzzle. He didn’t talk much anymore. Hornigold liked to joke Izzy had lost the ability to speak, and Izzy thought perhaps he had. Izzy had been allowed to wear loose muzzles with metal bars he could shove food through. Hornigold seemed to find it amusing seeing Izzy’s face messy with food he’d tried to shove in his mouth through the muzzle.

It was a day where Hornigold was fucking Izzy on his bed. Izzy was bowed face-down before him as Hornigold knotted him once more, filling Izzy up with his seed. Eventually, Hornigold’s knot went down, and he tossed Izzy aside.

“Leave,” Hornigold said dismissively. Any interest he once had in Izzy was practically gone.

A few days later, a new, young pup arrived at the compound. The pup was dirty-faced and trembling with fear as Hornigold called them into his office. Something snapped in Izzy; he couldn’t let it happen anymore. He couldn’t let Hornigold take on a new project.

-

One night, when Hornigold had been drinking too much, Izzy was let into his room for Hornigold to take pleasure in. The alcohol caused Hornigold to hardly be able to get his cock up. He muttered as he fell back onto his bed, near about to pass out. Izzy, however, began to push his metal muzzle at Hornigold’s half-hard cock, exactly the way he knew Hornigold liked.

“Such a needy thing, aren’t you?” Hornigold muttered. “Okay. Fine. Since you do such a good job of it. It’s the only thing you’re good for nowadays. The only reason I keep you around anymore.”

Hornigold unbuckled Izzy’s muzzle, and Izzy hurriedly took Hornigold into his mouth, sucking him down. Hornigold mumbled in pleasure as Izzy sucked him all the way down.

Then, Izzy crushed Hornigold’s cock between his teeth, like biting upon a carrot. Hornigold hollered, jolting sharply in pain as Izzy tasted blood on his tongue. Hornigold backhanded Izzy, shoving him off. Izzy was stronger now than he’d been when Hornigold captured him as a pup. He leapt upon Hornigold and latched onto Hornigold’s jugular, his teeth-ripping skin. Blood oozed into Izzy’s mouth, and Hornigold’s screams of agony filled the room. Hornigold kicked and thrashed under Izzy, who growled lowly. Izzy scratched his nails across Hornigold’s bear chest, drawing more blood. 

Upon the stairs to the room raced Hornigold’s men, alerted to his screams of pain. They knocked down the door, and tried to tear Izzy off Hornigold, but Izzy pushed them back. The men finally managed to tear Izzy off, thrashing and gnashing his teeth. Izzy wasn’t done, his blood was boiling to kill the man. The doctor rushed in, stabbing Izzy with a needle full of sedative, and Izzy slumped unconscious.

-

When Izzy woke, he was collared and muzzled in a cage somewhere dark. Wherever he was inside of was moving, for it rumbled and thumped. Soon, the vehicle stopped, and Izzy’s cage was slid out, into a dark forest. He growled from behind his muzzle to the alphas standing around his cage.

“You’ll be pleased to hear Hornigold died after your attack.” One alpha knelt before Izzy’s cage.

Izzy grinned from behind his muzzle.

“And in return, we’re going to leave you here out in the middle of the woods. See how long you survive with that muzzle on.”

The alphas started dispersing back to the motorcar and drove off. The cage door pulled loose, tied to a chain connected to the truck. 

Izzy raced out, growling, chasing the motorcar on all fours. He didn’t get far, though, as the truck was faster than him. Izzy was left panting for air, giving up. He then started trying to work his muzzle off but found it useless. There was a lock in the back to which he didn’t have a key for. The muzzle had open bars on the front, which would allow Izzy to get food and water into his mouth. If only he could find some.

Izzy looked around the expanse of the forest, fear creeping in as branches snapped and leaves shuttered. Izzy could only imagine all the creatures in the forest that could kill him.