ABYSS OF HIS SEED
I always knew I was a freak.
A man who could get pregnant. Rare. Unnatural. Disposable.
To survive, I sold myself to a pimp named Linda. Obedience meant bread. Defiance meant dying in a dark corner.
Then one night a powerful stranger claimed me so thoroughly that he left a permanent gift behind: a child of my own. I thought the secret might finally give me something worth living for.
I was wrong.
When Linda discovered the pregnancy, she tied me down and raised a blood-stained club, ready to beat the life out of both of us. The final blow never came. The door exploded open. The mysterious man returned—taller, colder, deadlier than I remembered—and snapped her neck without hesitation.
“How dare you hurt my child?”
In that moment I believed I had been saved.
I didn’t know I had only traded one cage for another.
Now I live in luxury that feels like a prison, swollen with his heir, watched by armed guards, and claimed every night by a man whose love is more terrifying than any violence. He calls me his miracle. His omega. His forever.
But the world sees only a freak.
And when rivals try to use me to destroy him, the blood that spills will never wash clean.
I was rescued from hell…
only to fall into an abyss I may never escape.
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Chapter: The Softest ChainChapter 7The first night home with our son passed in a haze of pain, exhaustion, and something far more dangerous than either.Clara moved through the nursery with quiet efficiency. She changed the baby, swaddled him, and settled him into the crib as if she had done it a thousand times. Every soft coo she made, every gentle bounce of her arms, scraped against something raw inside me. I lay in the large bed Lucien had moved into the nursery suite, body aching from the birth, and watched her with an ache I could not name.Jealousy.Insecurity.Fear.Was I already being replaced?Lucien stayed close. He never left the room for more than a few minutes. When the baby cried, he was the one who lifted him first, carefully supporting the tiny head, before reluctantly passing him to Clara for feeding or changing. When I winced from the residual pain, his hand found mine without hesitation. Yet every time Clara took the baby from me, that hollow feeling returned.Sometime after midnight, when
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Chapter: The Breaking PointChapter 6The final weeks of my pregnancy stretched like a noose.My belly had grown enormous—tight, heavy, and restless. Every kick from our son felt like a reminder that my freakish body was being pushed to its limit. Stretch marks mapped my skin in angry red and silver. My back ached constantly. Walking more than a few steps left me breathless. Even breathing felt like work.Lucien never left my side for long. He had turned the penthouse into a fortress within a fortress. Extra guards. New cameras. A private medical suite installed in one of the guest rooms. The doctor visited daily now, monitoring the rare male omega pregnancy with a mixture of scientific fascination and caution.“You’re carrying beautifully for your condition,” she had said yesterday, “but your body was never designed for this. Any more stress and we may need to induce early.”Lucien’s response had been cold and absolute. “No one stresses him. Not even me.”Yet he still claimed me—carefully, obsessively, every ni
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Chapter: Chains of VelvetChapter 5The blood wouldn’t wash away easily.Even after Lucien carried me into the penthouse bathroom and stood with me under the scalding spray of the massive shower, the memory of that woman’s head exploding clung to my skin. Crimson streaks had run down my swollen belly in the ballroom. Now, pink-tinged water swirled around our feet as Lucien’s hands moved over me with ruthless gentleness.“You’re still shaking,” he murmured, voice low and dangerous. One palm pressed flat against the heavy curve of my abdomen while the other lathered soap across my chest. Our son kicked hard, as if protesting the violence he’d felt through my body. “The doctor is on his way. But first… you need to remember who you belong to.”I closed my eyes, tears mixing with the water. “Lucien, I was terrified. That woman tried to stab our baby. They were all laughing at me—at us. I thought if I disappeared—”His fingers tightened on my hips, turning me to face him. Water cascaded over his powerful shoulders a
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Chapter: Blood on the Ballroom Floor Chapter 4The night of the Alpha Summit Gala arrived like a guillotine blade.My pregnancy had advanced into the late second trimester. My belly was prominently rounded and heavy, making every movement deliberate. The custom robe Lucien commissioned for me was elegant—deep emerald silk that draped gracefully over my swollen form, embroidered with subtle gold threading that caught the light. It accentuated rather than hid what I was: a male omega, visibly carrying his child. A living rarity. A freak on display.I stood before the mirror, hands trembling as I adjusted the fabric. This was my chance. For the first time in months, we would leave the heavily guarded penthouse. The gala was in a grand neutral venue—a towering historic ballroom filled with hundreds of powerful alphas and their omegas. Security would be tight, but not his security. In the chaos of the crowd, I could slip away. Disappear into the city. Find someone—anyone—who might help a pregnant omega escape the abyss.Lucie
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Chapter: Shadows of the GalaChapter 3Three months had passed since Lucien Voss dragged me from that blood-soaked basement into his golden cage.My belly had grown noticeably round and heavy, a constant, undeniable reminder of my freakish nature. The male omega who could conceive—an impossibility made flesh. Stretch marks silvered across my skin like delicate lightning. My chest was tender, my back ached, and the baby kicked with surprising strength during quiet nights. Lucien was obsessed. He attended every doctor’s visit, hand never far from my swollen abdomen, murmuring praises against my skin as if I were the most precious thing in his violent world.“You’re glowing,” he’d say, voice rough with satisfaction, before pulling me into his lap and claiming me slow and deep, knot locking us together while he rubbed my belly. The sex had only grown more intense as my pregnancy progressed—his alpha instincts demanding he fill me again and again, even while protecting the life already inside.But the cage had only ti
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Chapter: The Golden CageChapter 2Pain was the first thing I registered as consciousness returned. Then warmth—strong arms carrying me like I weighed nothing. The metallic scent of blood clung to the air, mixed with something richer, darker: gun oil, expensive cologne, and alpha musk.I blinked against the harsh lights of the brothel’s back exit. Lucien’s face hovered above mine, jaw clenched, eyes burning with something I couldn’t name. Rage. Possession. Hunger.“Stay still, little omega,” he ordered, voice low and rough. One of his men opened the door of a sleek black SUV. Lucien slid inside with me still cradled against his chest, barking commands. “Drive. And get the doctor on standby.”My body ached everywhere. The cramp in my abdomen had dulled to a persistent throb, but terror still gripped me. I was a freak—an omega who should never have been able to conceive—and now the man who had planted that impossible life inside me held me like a stolen treasure.“You… killed her,” I whispered hoarsely.“She to
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