Twenty-five

“Stop it, please Liam.” I pleaded, pulling my pieced gown back to cover my chest, but the men held my hands.

“No worries. I'll be gentle, sweetheart.” He chuckled and the men joined him to laugh.

“This isn’t right. Why’d you stoop so low? There are multiple slut houses here in the pack. Don’t do this to me. Help!” I screamed again.

“Shut up.” He slapped my face. His slap felt like a block had hit my face and gave me a headache. “They surely wouldn’t be as sweet as you are.”

“Please,” I turned to the men. “You can at least help me out. I’m a fellow member of the pack. We ought to look out for each other.” I pleaded with them.

They burst into laughter.

“She’s so stupid.” One of them said.

“What do you think you are?” The other added. “You’re just an omega. Everyone has the right to do whatever they want with an omega in Dark Stone pack, it's accepted by the pack law.”

Liame took his shirt off and started taking his belt off.

My heart was pounding faster than ever. I had only