The Claimed Omega

Droplets of sweats start to fall down his temple as Wonho takes deep breaths trying to hold in his pain, rocking his body back and forth just to distract himself. His lower stomach contracted so much he can no longer feel anything around that area, only immense agony. It is too painful he wants to just pass out and wake up again when it's over.

This is definitely not how heats should feel like. Heats shouldn't hurt like this. Everyone seems like they enjoy theirs. This is not enjoyable at all. This is torturous. He shouldn't feel like this if he is ready to mate. He should be attracted to the alphas. He should be desperate for other people's touch, that is what Jinyoung said. He would have already touched himself if this is the case.

No. This is not heat.

He shouldn't be in heat.

He is already long pass the normal timing for his first heat. He should be a broken omega.

He should be infertile. He should be a normal beta male with scent.

This is not heat. Minwoo doesn't know what he is talking about.

This is not heat.

Not heat...

Wonho gasps in surprise when he feels his leg grabbed and his whole body thrown onto the bed. He manages to catch a glimpse of the place and realizes he doesn't recognize the room. Trying to sit up, he finally catches the strong scent that had been surrounding him for the last minutes - it is an alpha, and the pheromones is invasive and intense, trying to control him, trying to stir him motionless. Wonho widens his eyes in realization.

He is indoors.

He is indoors like they told him to be and yet an alpha managed to get him. They said he would be safe behind closed doors, but he was thrown on the bed instead. They said he was attacked because he was at the alley filled with alphas, but he is now alone behind four walls and yet someone managed to get inside to do the same thing to him. They blamed him for what happened that night because of his own carelessness and yet...

He did everything right and yet… 

They lied. They said he would be safe here. He thought he is finally safe here. He thought he can finally try to relax and focus on holding the pain in his stomach until it disappears. But he is obviously wrong.

Nowhere is safe. 

Already drained from trying to bear the pain in his lower stomach and the incident a few minutes ago, he cannot even push the hands away from his body as he is flipped over on the bed. As much as he tries to grip the other's hands to push it, he only manages to pull a finger away. That is not enough. 

Wonho almost choke on his own saliva as he is flipped yet again, only this time, his jeans are gone before he could stop it. Looking at the entranced alpha above him who had his eyes all over his body, Wonho hides his face in shame as he feels his knees spread apart, baring his private parts to his attacker. 'I don't want to….'

No. This cannot happen again. This shouldn't happen again! Not after all the progress he made in recovering after the first time! He is almost fixed back to normal!! He doesn't think he can forgive himself if he lets the man has his way with him without a fight. Just like that night.

'NOOO!! DON'T WANT!!' Wonho screams as he struggles to push himself away from the alpha above him. Still trying to close his knees to hide himself, he screams his refusal, hoping the man will actually listen but to no avail.

He knows it is useless. Just like that night, they will never listen to him. He desperately gasps for air, trying to hold the tears that are filling his duct, making them vibrate as the liquid are threatening to flow down. He doesn't want to cry.

He bites his lips as hard as he can to hold in the whimpers as the alpha touches his sensitive skin and is thankful it hurt so bad it distracts him from what is happening, even for a slight moment. The moment he feels the grip on his hands loosens, he reaches for the side table, blindly hoping to grab for something hard to swing.

The man had secured his knees on each side of the sheets and Wonho realizes he cannot close them anymore, not when the man had already placed himself in between. It is too late. He will be torn into inhumanly again.

Feeling his chest tightens as his panic returns, he takes short and deep breaths while twisting his upper body painfully as a final attempt to distance himself from the alpha. Somehow succeeding in closing his thighs slightly, he can finally look at the bed side table. There are only a few things within reach.

He grabs the brown alarm clock – the only thing big enough to cause harm, and when the alpha pulls his shoulder back to turn him onto his back again, Wonho swings the clock towards his attacker. He hears a loud thud before feeling his whole body pushed back onto the bed aggressively.

Wonho shrinks a little hearing the painful yet foreign scream of the man. He continues to pant heavily, attempting to push the heavy weight above him. The alpha seems to be injured by his attack so now is his chance to get away from here. Except, he cannot lift the man enough to free himself from the pinned situation. He needs to knock the alpha out cold to buy himself some time to gain a bit of energy to pull himself while the man is unconscious.

No. He can just kill the man so he can finally relax. Nobody can blame him. This will be self-defense.

Yes. He should kill him.

Kill the alpha bastard.