When Alpha Created Omega

Warrior ✨ Time Skip ~ 3months

His warm breath uncomfortably flagged my right ear.

"You're going to shut the fuck up and listen to me. Or else Ivens going to come in here and start asking questions. Questions we both know you don't want to answer. "

I couldn't even give a verbal response if I wanted to. Trying to relax in his hold must have been enough of a answer though. He didn't loosen his grip, only stopped tightening it around my neck.

"You always though you were so much higher above me. Now look at you trapped in your own shower. Slowly suffocating under another omegas hand." His words poked right at all the wrong places within me.

"That's right get fucking angry Theo, because I'm fucking pissed. I know your probably thinking to yourself

'Kents just hurt and over reacting'

But I'm way past being hurt. Now you owe me. Clear and simple. I'm going to give you something you never gave me. Can you Guess what that is sweetie?"

His knee found the base of my spine and implanted it self. While he yanked my head back sharply. My body doubled over forward and I choked on air. While trying to unwrap the belt.

Before I could draw a solid breath in his heavy booted foot found the sore spot on my back. Making me helplessly lay just out side of the shower door.

"For some silly reason our dearest believes a witch came and slaughtered her friend. Now she wants to hunt them down one by one.

So you're going to let her. Do you understand me? You want to play god and play with peoples life's. Then you're going to have to pay a price. You don't get to hurt her anymore then she has been."

He roughly kicked me in my side while stepping over me. I had wheezed on the floor slowly crawling out of the shower.

Pushing myself to my knees, I manage to steadily catch my breath. I here his booted footsteps then clothes are being thrown on top of me.

"I have no intentions on stopping Iven. She do what ever she wants to make herself feel better." I growled lowly while jerking myself up.

The little shit had the nerve to snort at me. My first clenched but I didn't move to hit him. His eyes narrowed down at me. Silently daring me to start a fight with him. Instead I turn my back to him and started jerking on the black suit he thrown on me.

"What ever she wants your going to give her. Wha-

My patience snapped and I had enough of Kent throwing his weight around. Empty threats and luck is all he has. Shoving his shoulder while walking out of the bathroom. Caused him to stumble a bit.

"Kent you're missing the big picture. She's going to go fight some imaginary fight. No matter what I say.

So if she wants money to go camp out in some fucking forest. To relive her wild ways then so be it. Deep down that's what this is all about. She needs to hunt and I need a fucking break.

Be there friend and do get forget you're place maid."

For a moment their was a glimpse of the old Kent. Hurt emotions shined through his eyes for a split second before he shut back down. It evaporated a lot of the anger I was feeling over me choked in my own shower.

He was like a candle that got snuffed out by the cold. The wax is still warm and melted around the base. The coldness slowly seeps in. Harding the wax candle into the stiff repressed Kent I see now.

Normally we say hurtful things to prove a point to each other. Now it's all we know how to say. We just ended up awkwardly looking away from each other's gaze. Both of us felt shame for completely different reasons.