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Here is the second chapter. Hope you'd like it!

Chapter2: Misery.

Akihito woke up sweating, his heart pounding madly and his entire body shaking violently. He glanced at the window and noticed it was still dark, the moon high up in the sky.

He sighed. Again.

He was having the same dream for weeks now. It wasn't normal. Then again, nothing has ever been normal in his entire life.

His First Heat had revealed it long ago, drowning him in misery.

He was the only son of Daisuke Takaba, the cruel and corrupted chief of the South Western Gargoyle Tribe. He was the lowest being Akihito had ever known. After challenging and killing his father, Daisuke took over the tribe, anihilating all his opponents and leading by force and terror. Soon enough, most of his people began to flee secretly into other tribes, hoping to find some acceptance and build new lives in there. All that was left were the greedy relentless alphas that resembled his father and worked for him.

They punished the remaining betas for the slightest mistakes, raped and terrorized the omegas. Compassion and love long gone, their screams and cries of agony often haunted Akihito's sleep. Unable to resist the heartess treatement they received, they began to die one after another. Some even opted for suicide, death being their only salvation.

Akihito once tried to reason his father, hoping to find just a little bit of kindness, but there was none of it. He father was merciless. He had been roughed up, beaten up until he blacked out. It could have been worse, he had to admit, if his cousin, Takato, hadn't interfered and taken a few other blows and whips instead of him.

Takato was a beta and the only remaining one Akihito still considered as family. He always tried his best to protect him from his father and the alphas of his clan. Especially...since that night...

That infernal night when Akihito had lost his most treasured person. The one who always cared for him, the one who loved more than anything.

His Daddy. Takaba Hikaru.

A pure and innocent omega, with golden locks and blue eyes shining with life, he was so tiny, so delicate Akihito always thought that he might shatter into thousands of pieces if he fell. He never thought his father would hurt him in any way. He was his mate after all.

Akihito had never been so wrong in his entire life.

He didn't know why, but ever since he was born, Daisuke started beating up his daddy. It got worse after he discovered that his son was an omega. The first son was an weak omega. A shame for the tribe. His father turned to a demon, raping Hikaru and making life miserable for both of them.

But that night, he didn't know what had gotten into his father's mind.

He came, with two other alphas, to the prison-like room they were sleeping in. Daisuke had grabbed Hikaru by his hair and promised to kill them both. Akihito remembered every detail. They tortured his daddy and raped him in the most degrading ways possible. Akihito had been fidgeted in his place, eyes wide open and too young to understand.

By the time they were done, Hikaru was unrecognisable, bathing in blood and tears and semen. Then his father had grabbed him by his neck and had thrown him against a wall.

Akihito hadn't missed the loud crack sound and the last breath of his daddy, just like he hadn't missed the feral sensations that had risen up within him.

He remembered the sky had turned dark, the moon had turned red.

He remembered seeing his shadow growing impossibly huge and monstruous.

He remembered hearing himself screaming. It hadn't been his voice. He hadn't been himself at all.

The Beast had woken up.

Things are getting creepy, booo!

You'll know more about it next chapter...

Asami: When am I going to appear?

Me: Don't worry, you'll have your turn soon, Asami-sama!:)

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