Chapters 38
Moments before Alex and Sam headed off to bed after tucking Ruby into bed, all the way across town Cat returned to the construction site where she could hear Kara's howls from Almost a block away. It didn't take her long to figure out why. The whole street now reeked of wolfsbane. Cat growled and simmered, finally figuring out what the rest of the pack had been using the wolf's bane for. It was nothing so simple as Maxwell just wanting to get high. It was the pack wanting to ensure Kara mated her when the time came. To remove any chance of Kara or her wolf having a choice in the matter. It was revolting to Cat, if not only because she understood the terror of having no choice, but also because it was her pack doing this to Kara against their de facto leader's will. She stomped, storming all the way up to the door of the almost completely finished building, not caring to temper her rage and angry growls.
"Back already?" The young wolf guarding the front door asked greeting Cat who was growling and clinging to her purse.
Cat clutched to her bag, attempting to seem nonchalant, and not raise suspicions. She was certain if anyone found out what she was planning she would assuredly be chained up with Kara, if she was anyone other than the pack's omega, she would almost certainly be killed. As it was, she was confident she might be killed as it is after her mission was over. "Why the hell does the whole block reek of wolfsbane."
"Well! Uugh! Maxwell told us too. Said it would make her more compliant."
"Get it out of here! Do you know what it does to alphas and omegas!?" Cat snarled.
"I! Well, no." He shrugged.
"You haven't only captured and imprisoned your alpha, but you are even torturing her!"
"Ok, ok! I'll clear it out now!"
"No, you will do it after I return. I need some private time with my Alpha." Cat lied, needing to not have any witnesses.
"Yes, ma'am." He nodded obediently.
"Good." Cat brushed off.
The man wanted to speak up and ask about the bag that was cradled defensively in the omega's hands. He had been instructed not to let anyone in with anything that might free or harm the alpha, no exceptions. However, he was now too intimidated by Cat's stern and furious face from when she demanded answers about the wolfsbane. "G… good luck with your mate." Was all he could manage as he opened the door for her.
"Yes. Thank you." Cat nodded back, making her way down to the basement, the scent of wolfsbane, and the false rut it seemed to send Kara into.
Kara's howls grew louder and louder, able to sense the true omega not far away, her body craving for the alien between her legs to be soothed and finally go away. "Lena! Lena! Need you!" Kara pleaded to no one, so far gone she couldn't even tell which was the sickly sweet sub-par imitation of her mate, and the scent of a real omega.
"Kara, it isn't Lena." Cat explained gently.
Kara growled, her body so far into a false rut that she simply needed to fuck, bury herself in anything that came near her, and finally soothe the searing pain that was her overly swollen clitoris. "Get over here! It fucking hurts!" Kara snapped.
"Oh… Kara. It's ok. The pain will be over soon." Cat looked down and away, unsure of whether this was truly the right plan.
Kara barked, almost ripping her own hands off she pulled so hard at the silver chains that bound her.
"Need!" Kara demanded, rutting her hips up trying to garner some friction between her cock and her pants.
"Jesus… that is… I don't know if I should pity or congratulate Lena." Cat chuckled to herself unable to not notice the bulge.
Kara growled and nipped at the air near Cat, just out of reach from biting her.
"Hey! Hey Girl! Calm down. It's Cat, not your mate." Cat tried to break through the haze of the wolfsbane which had clearly taken Kara over.
Kara growled, shaking her head violently back and forth, pushing her nose against her own armpit, trying to help her mind clear.
"Damnit. What are they doing to you." Cat felt a new surge of confidence with the only plan she had to release Kara from this hell."
"N...not Lena." Kara checked, barely having any understanding of her surroundings, but at least now she could think, even if it was heavily dampened by the pain of her sex.
"No. It is Cat. I… I'm here to free you. One way or another." The omega sighed, still conflicted, but knowing anything would be better than doing nothing.
"C… Cat?"
"Yes."
"Why do you smell good now?" Kara wondered.
"Because you are in a rut, and although you are mated, you aren't bonded. And I am an omega unbonded and in front of you. I could despise Raymond with all my heart and soul, but the second my heat started… I couldn't help but crave him, need him against me."
Kara could hear the words but the only thing she could process was that Cat would crave someone she bonded, thoughts of a drenched pussy directly in front of her face with its owner whimpering and crying out craving her Alpha's cock. The thought took Kara over as Cat watched the pain on her face.
Unable to bear a gentle soul in so much pain Cat took a step forward against her better judgment and attempted to calm Kara by gently caressing her cheek. "Kar-"
Cat was interrupted by nearly being bitten, her wrist escaping with only a centimeter buffer from Kara's chomping teeth. However, she wasn't so lucky as to escape Kara rutting up against her. Cat could feel the hard cock thrusting up against her body as she recoiled in horror.
"Kara." Cat gasped, the mindless biting wolf having had no care as to how she felt, but completely understanding. Even her own body has begun to ache more than she would have liked, and this was only after staying a minute in this hellish basement. Cat hated admitting it to even herself, but if she had much longer time sequestered alone in this room, she knew she would almost certainly be just as far gone. "Kara!" Cat snapped. "I did not consent to that!"
Cat's hopes paid off almost immediately. But maybe too well. She had hoped it would make Kara's head clear, however, she didn't mean to hurt the younger wolf. Kara howling out in anger and disgust with herself, pulling and yanking at her chains, attempting to claw at her own face.
"Kara!"
"No! I… I would have!" For the first time, she was thankful for her chains, terrified of what she might have done if they were not there.
"It's ok Kara." Cat offered.
"Nothing is ok! Nothing is ok about what I almost did to you! What I would have done if it weren't for these chains!"
"This isn't you!"
"No, but it will be once the moon comes." Kara screamed, lamenting that her once far favorite time of month would now be so hellish.
"No. It won't be. It isn't normally this strong. It is all amplified by the wolfsbane in this room. There is no relief from it."
"Still! I can't do this! I can't be this!" Kara argued full of loathing.
"I.. well." Cat looked down at her bag, taking on a deep breath to prepare herself for what she was about to suggest. Cat noticed it at first but didn't catch it soon enough. The air so thick with wolf's bane and rutting alpha was a far too strong combination for the omega who had been without a physical mate for months now. Her body flushed hard, the scent stunned in her and locking her into her place. It was far from helpful that she had become trapped in place, her body locking in on the scents which formed something close enough to the true scent she missed above all others. The one she hadn't gotten the chance to smell again since the moment it's owner died.
Kara, her head cleared slightly as she watched on at Cat winding up. Cat's instincts had clearly been awakened by the way she was breathing alone. For any human or vampire, it would have most likely seemed nothing more than crazy. But Kara could clearly see the omega trying to process the scent of the room. Even if Cat's posture and unique breathing method of a needy wolf searching for her mate had not been enough to tip off the alpha as to what was going on, the scent would have.
Cat was lost in her mind, trapped and surrounded by the haunted memories of the one woman who would always be at her side no matter how long it had been since she was breathing. As she was stuck in the hell which rested between her ears taunting her of the woman who she missed the most of all the friends, family, and wolves she had she had lost in her time on this Earth. Cat had begun to fill the room with her own pheromones.
"Cat!" Kara called out, the scent beginning to become overwhelming.
Cat's eyelids reacted, but she did not.
What Kara saw in Cat's eyes turned her stomach with ease. The empty lost need, craving for nothing but an alpha to satiate her body for her.
Those dead eyes were easily one of Kara's greatest fears. She would never forget the day she first saw it in the omega's wolf eyes.
Kara had been begging Cat for the whole month since they had first become officially acquainted. No matter what or how Kara said, begged, pleaded, or urged, Cat yielded nothing. The omega was beyond resolute in her dedication that she has already found the best solution; that there was nothing better than just yielding to the pig. Cat was confident that she was correct, that it would always just be easier to allow Raymond to crawl on top of her and just do as he pleased in order to return to the rest of her life.
As her third moon approached Kara made herself a promise. That if Cat continued to stand by Raymond after that night's turn she would no longer push the omega. Kara had no intention of leaving Cat's side or of no longer supporting her. But Kara wanted to avoid over pressuring the woman clearly enduring a tough time. In truth Kara, herself even knew better than to push so incessantly. But she had been pushing never the less because she saw so much of herself in the older woman, and she wished so deeply that she could save Cat the way she had always wished someone would have saved her.
Kara dreaded the oncoming moon, fully aware that it wouldn't only mean returning home in urine-soaked clothing, but also that it would more than less likely mean the forfeiting of the hope that she could suddenly crack through Cat and convince her that it was best to just leave the abusive alpha. Even as all the wolves gathered for the moon, Kara had no idea what a rollercoaster ride of emotions the next twenty-four hours would entail.
To Kara's dismay, the turn began the same as all the others she had experienced. All the mate's paired off lead in front by Cat and Raymond. Those dreaded howls the two of them shared as they ran and knotted in the dirt must have been the only thing in the world that could actually ruin attuning with the wild for Kara. She despised that she was still doing it, but Kara stook near the pack leaders for the final time. She needed to be there for Cat, at least this final time; she needed to ensure Cat knew that she had at least one person who would support her if she finally chose to run, chose freedom, a life with someone who actually fucking cared about her unlike that bastard Raymond!
Kara seemed as if she had gone rabid to about half the wolves by the time they could all smell sunlight wafting, soon to be peaking over the horizon. And that was when she first saw it. That image which kept both her and her wolf awake at night for fear of seeing the horror even once more. The cold dead, lost empty eyes would never leave that corner of her brain reserved for that which should have been seen in the first place. It was the look of Cat's eyes in the midst of her third or fourth mating of the night. It was ever clear to Kara that Cat felt empty broken, worth nothing more than the sheath for him to slip his disgusting Cock inside. It made Kara's stomach turn, she ran off done, unable to witness even another moment. It wasn't long before Cat was following after Kara, tackling her in the brush, and even sharing that sweet kiss. A memory for one cherished, and a horror story for the other.
"Cat! Wake up! Please your eyes!" Just the sight brought forth tears as Kara screamed snapping back to that evil basement where she had been tied to the wall forced to see that which she feared more than all else once more.
"K… Kara?" Cat blinked returning to her senses.
"T! Thank God!"
"What's wrong Kara?" Cat retained near nothing from her blackout obsessed with the room's thick scent.
"T! That empty look! That … empty look!" Kara sniffled, trying to clean herself up.
The pieces fit together perfectly for Cat with that final tidbit.
"K...Kara… I'm so sorry. I… I will admit I have seen that empty look before too. And it can look a bit…" Cat didn't have the words.
"I? How do you know what I'm talking about?" Kara wasn't sure how cat knew, but she had serious suspicions that Cat did in fact know.
"The one I had… the morning right before we ran off together?"
"I… yes…" Kara nodded.
"I… I remember how much it scared you… and … I remember Raymond bitching about that you wouldn't stop going on about the 'empty look' I had. Back on that night while he was beating you for touching me."
"Oh…" Kara nodded it all making sense.
"But back on the more immediate situation. like I was saying. I… have a solution for all this." Cat refocused on her bag, eyeing the large blade with her heart sinking. She had never hurt a fellow wolf before, much less this.
"What!? You have a way to stop this!? Please! Anything!" Kara begged.
"No. I.. well. No. But I do have a way to stop from becoming what you hate the worst." Cat looked down once more, reaching out and taking the handle of the blade.
"To… stop me from becoming him." Kara nodded. "I'll do anything."
"Yes." Cat pulled the blade from her bag, revealing it to Kara.
"I… oh." It processed for Kara as her heart broke. Not because she didn't want to die. But because she knew it would be the only way.
Lena paced in her home, still not having been informed of the plan. Neither Alex nor Sam thought it would be a good idea to tell Lena. They know how much Lena cares for Kara, and it was clear that Lena would never approve of the outrageous idea. As far as Lena knew, there was no plan, no hope, and no development.
"Lena." Jess sighed.
"No!"
"Lena calm down."
"Your mate isn't the one captured and waiting to be molested!"
"Since when do you call her your mate?" Jess questioned.
"Since that is what she is!" Lena growled back.
"Ok, Wolfie." Jess rolled her eyes inciting another wave of rage from her friend.
"What are you trying to say by that!?"
"I'm saying you are growling, like a wolf." Jess asserted.
"And Is there a problem with that?" Lena tested.
"No. Honestly I thought you would appreciate it. You hate being a vampire. And there is no problem with picking up traits of a wolf." Jess backed down, knowing her friend was going through enough already.
"I… sorry. Just. Really… stressed." Lena sighed.
"I know. I could tell. And… I understand why. Your… mate is in danger. Albeit, I've never really been in a relationship that mattered much."
"I know." Lena cut off.
"But! I can see how much Kara means to you. And I'm really sorry you are going through this." Jess sighed, frustrated with being cut off.
"Thanks." Lena growled frustrated with herself for being so short with her friend.
"Wolf." Jess teased trying to stay lighthearted.
"I wish." Lena sighed plopping down on the couch across from Jess. "At least then I wouldn't be so desperate to gut each and every wolf holding her hostage." Lena ground her teeth, her hands clenching tight as her knuckles went white.
"You sure? Wolves tend to be really territorial, and they will lose themselves over something like that; losing all reason to protect the one they love?" Jess's eyebrows preformed a teasing dance as she noticed the surprise on Lena's face.
"I! I'm! I'm not!" Lena stammered
"Don't lie to yourself." Jess kicked Lena's thigh playfully with the ball of her foot.
"I! Jess!"
"Don't."
"I love her." Lena's head dropped.
"Good." Jess smiled.
"But it isn't the same between wolves killing to protect, and some fucked part of me wanting to do it for pleasure." Lena's self-loathing flared once more as she thought back to the first and only time she ever yielded to those darkest of instincts.
"Yeah and ninety-nine percent of men wanna fuck everything that moves. Doesn't mean they are all bad. Sure, Gayle, monster of a vampire. But you? You barely keep this place afloat just because you give out the blood you could charge hundreds of dollars per pint for free! You take in any fucking stray off the streets just cause they need it. You are nothing like her. You are no monster." Jess offered the kind words.
Lena was clearly uncomfortable being reassured, simply wishing she could just stop being what she was instead of having to deal with it no matter what.
"Cheer up kid, you're looking more wolf every day!" Jess offered as if it would change anything.
"But I'm not Jess. I'm still just a fucking murderous leach!" Lena paused. "And the only good thing I've done since I became this is somehow make someone like Kara love me too."
"Lena. You are so much more than that."
"Not when I'm this!"
End of Chapter 38