Filthy Human

Icelyn's POV

Revealed in his mouth were brown teeth like he'd never brushed in his life. And his breath? It was like rotten meat. I almost gagged.

“Please, I have to go,” I pleaded knowing I'd run into the wrong person. This man was a creature like... Him. Like that man. I wanted nothing to do with them. As I hurried past the man out, I sighed in relief. But to my dismay, he materialized in front of me. Or did he just speed here?

“Going somewhere, filthy thing?” he asked in a weird tone. I wrinkled my nose. Filthy thing? Look who's calling me filthy.

“Excuse me please, I have to go,” I pleaded again. He laughed throatily and grabbed my arm. I yelped and tried to pull it out of his hold.

“Hey, Nali! Come see this pretty toy I found,” he shouted over to someone I couldn't see. I knew I was in trouble. My heart pounded erratically against my chest.

“Please. I'm with... I'm with the Alpha. Do you know him... Alpha?”

He looked silently at me for a moment then burst into laughter. He shoved me dangerously against the wall behind me and I hit with a thud. I think my shoulder bone shifted at the impact. I slid towards the ground but before I could even properly hit it, he was there in front of me and grabbing me right up. He wasn't really materializing like I said earlier. But he was moving through the air like that mysterious man. I wanted to plead with him to let me go again, but I found myself flying through the air. Next, I felt my head bump into something sharp and metallic. Two laughter filtered through the air at me where I had fallen to the concrete floor, right in front of a dumpster. I felt something sticky soaking my hair and warmth filled that spot. Hellish pain wafted from that part of my body. Great. I just left the frying pan to fire. How many injuries in less than 24 hours?

The men, two of them now sped over to me. They were each mumbling words like ‘Filthy human’, ‘dirty thing’, ‘ugly’, and ‘pet’ as they pulled me up and threw me over to the wall again. I cried at the pain. I was hurting badly. They kept tossing me around, kicking me, dragging me and pulling at my hair right at the spot where I was injured and bleeding. Despite my cries, no one came. It was so loud on that street that I was sure people passing wouldn't hear me. But still, I prayed for someone to come. An officer. Anyone. I was dying in the hands of these men.

“I have never seen a human before. I can't believe they are as weak as described,” one of them, the Nali commented as they stood over my body. I was sprawled down on the floor. My blood was staining everywhere, and no ounce of strength left in me.

“Let's take her to Bones Station. She'll be our trophy. We'll be kings for catching a human,” the first person said with ecstasy like they were fishermen and I was a fancy fish.

“Yes!” I heard them fist bump roughly.

“Let's hide her here. We'll be famous this time tomorrow!”

They lowered their arms and grabbed me. Everything hurt. But I had no strength to cry or even wince anymore. A door swung open and I was tossed into a dark room. I was tossed inside like a literal ball. I collided brutally against the smooth floor and felt my waist dislocating. This day could not get any worse.

***

I turned uncomfortably on the hard and cold floor after regaining consciousness. Or did I fall asleep? All I remembered was crying quietly and begging for help to come in my head because I was too weak to pronounce a word with my mouth.

There were no windows in this room and even if they were, those two men wouldn't open them. My body was shaking with hunger and thirst. At least, if you wanted to keep a prisoner, you'd feed them, right? My father's prison was better than this.

I let out a quiet and weak laugh. My life was pathetic. Moving from one prison to another was nothing fun, yet I'd been in three prisons in 24 hours.

I wish I had just stayed with the mysterious man. At least he fed me affectionately this morning. Thinking of him, my stomach rumbled and tingled. I didn't think it was for hunger this time. It was for that Alpha. I was craving his presence again. I wanted to see him break down this door and squat in front of me. Then he'd look me in the eye and tell me he's got me covered. He'd carry me in his arms and take me away from this cold room. At least I'd get to feel his body against mine again, just like at breakfast this morning.

It was the creaking of the door that made me realize I was thinking rubbish again. This was the effect the mysterious man had on me. He made me want to want him. He made me want to fall on a bed and beg him to do whatever he pleased with me. He made me want to submit to him. This was the reason I should avoid him. To go far away from him.

“Hello, filthy thing,” the ugly voice of the first man I ran into filled my ears. I wanted to scream at him to disappear, but I had no ounce of strength. I looked outside through the door and noticed the sun was a fading shade of orange. It was sunset. I'd been in this room for the full day? Mysterious Man must be searching all over for me now.

“She's awake,” I heard a voice I didn't recognize. He was a third person and wasn't part of the two who bullied me earlier.

“She's so ugly,” I heard another say and laughter erupted in the room. The foul smell from their mouths almost made me gag. Who were they calling ugly? Do they ever look in the mirror?

One of them prodded me with his legs while the other poked my head with a sharp claw. I felt sizzling pain at that spot and I was sure the claw had torn open my scalp.

“Come on, we'll be back in two hours to take her to Bones Station,” the main thug announced and shooed the rest out. They shut the door again and left me in darkness. I couldn't cry this time. But I secretly wished the Alpha would show up and break their necks for me. I didn't know how. But I knew he'd do anything for me. And I needed him now.