His Creation (BoyxBoy)

Chapter One

Lu's POV

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I stayed closed up in my room, door locked, windows blocked out, and just a mattress on the floor.

I had my own bathroom thank gosh but only because they didn't want to smell my stench if I had to go on the floor.

They made me do that once and they were not happy about it.

I looked around and just stayed in my little corner with my tail wrapped around my body.

You see I can't change into my human form and I'm the smallest out of the whole pack.

They call me omega, but I do have a real name.

It's Lu if you were wondering.

Not once have I ever heard my actual name used, since no one seemed to care.

Once I was born, my parents were killed and my old pack was taken over by my new alpha named Prix.

He was an asshole and the devil in disguise.

A knock rang out from my door and I whimpered in response.

Nothing good can ever come out of the knocking.

I stayed in place and saw the devil walk in to my room with a sinister look on his face, Prix.

"Hello Omega," He sneered grabbing,my ear and pulling me up.

I whimpered in response and his smile got even wider.

Prix dragged me by my ear out of my room and then roughly grabbed my tail pulling some hair off in the process.

I whimpered even louder, and he hit me so hard that I hit into the hallway wall.

"You will take a bath and wash your fur till it is spotless Omega." Prix said gritting his teeth, "We have guests and if you so much as whimper just a little bit or show any sign of being neglected, you won't live to see another day. Got it?"

I stood up shakily and nodded my head.

If only I could talk.

I limped back into my room and slowly crawled into the bath tub.

I used my teeth to turn on the warm water, and when it was full enough, I soaked in for a couple hours while trying to get the dry blood off me.

Dry blood was caked everywhere on my body. Don't get me wrong, I'm a clean person but when you get beat everyday the cleaning job starts to get annoying. The water felt nice over my bruised and beaten body. Prix had actually left a towel for my to dry off on, which was slightly awkward, since it was just me rolling around on it.

After getting cleaned up, I heard the pack setting the table and then heard the doorbell ring.

I got up from my bathroom and went through my little doggy door that was created after Prix kicked a hole through my door.

When I came down the hall, I was kicked by Marx the beta and was told to act right.

I nodded my head and held in my whimper.

When I finally made it down the stairs, since my whole body just wanted to shut down, I trotted to my little space where I always sat and waited for directions.

As everyone was filling in at the real table, I couldn't help but sense a deep masculine aroma that sifted it's way through my pores.

It felt like my body was just sucking in the whole smell.

When I looked around, I was met by violet eyes that swirled with black. I couldn't help but cower away from those eyes and look down at the floor.

Who was this guy?