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Chapter one - The promise
He should have known it was all too good to be true. Him being the first male beta in five years? Of course he wouldn’t have been the one to have been granted the luck of no real presentation, no ruts and no raging pheromones.
No, Yang Jeongin just had to have been the first male omega of their town in over a hundred years, presenting at the ripe age of twenty-four - six years later than everyone else.
His first thought when his scent started to suffocate everyone around him, was to flee. He would have if he’d been in private, but on a full town square, while the market was in full swing… he didn’t stand a chance.
That’s how he found himself chained up in the basement of the mayor. Everything happened in a whirlwind of sounds, touches and emotions, but they had him chained up in a cage, naked, blindfolded and gagged. He was shaking - either from the cold or from fear - but at least he was well aware of what was about to happen to him.
The Hunt happened every month. All omegas, although historically they’d all been female, were gathered up and left to fend for themselves in the woods while all willing alphas would hunt them down and claim them.
By the time the cold had finally numbed every single part of his body, Jeongin heard the basement door open. A lot of scents hit his nose violently. He hoped he’d get better at differentiating different scents soon, but as his first and only few hours as an omega were spent chained up and scared, he’d have to wait to concur the learning curve for at least a while longer. He could hear footsteps, but that was it, until his cage door opened and a presence made himself more known behind him.
Large hands took hold of his waist and he involuntarily held his breath in order to hear the man’s - the alpha’s - words.
“Pretty omega, here’s what’s going to happen.” Bang Chan. Jeongin would recognize that voice out of thousands.“My pack and I have booked the first seventy minutes down, but after that, all day long, alphas will have ten minutes with you. No one gets to touch you.”
Touching was only reserved for the mayor’s son and his pack, Jeongin filled in silently.
“Tomorrow at dawn, as your pre-heat hits, you will run and we will hunt. Mind you, my pack and I will find you and claim you before any of those other alphas can. After that, the choice is yours: stay here or travel away with your alphas.”
Jeongin whimpered.
“We will take care of you if you take care of us.” The stern voice quieted down. “We were going to court you as a beta anyway. Now we will just have to Hunt for you.”
How many alphas are here? Jeongin wanted to ask. How many are waiting to see me? How long had they been watching him?
His whine even sounded pathetic to his own ears, but the alpha seemed to understand.
“I know, omega. I’m sorry it has to be this way.”
Jeongin didn’t know why, but he leaned into the alpha’s touch as much as his restraints would allow. Chan caught on and lifted him up to sit on his thigh, gripping onto his waist and chest tightly so he could relieve some of the strain on his wrists as well.
“Every single unmated alpha - even some mated assholes - in the village are outside that door right now. Don’t worry, the cage is for your safety and no one else will get to be this close to you.” The hand around his chest loosened and trailed up to his hair, playing with the messy, fluffy curls. “All seven members of my pack are here right now. We have been trying to get your attention for quite a while now.” Chan chuckled.
So he hadn’t been imagining it! Chan and Changbin helping him carry his stuff to and from the market, Felix doing his hair, Jisung helping him with his washing, Hyunjin’s cute flower bracelets, Minho’s delicious cooking and Seungmin’s little handmade trinkets were starting to make sense now.
“We’re sorry for not being able to give you a choice.” Another voice - Minho maybe? - added from a few meters away. “We genuinely believe we’re the best pack for you. We’ll give you our lives and we’ll kill anyone who stands in our way.”
A shudder shot through Jeongin’s body. Chan groaned and he realized exactly where his naked ass was positioned.
“Sorry.” He immediately apologized, only then remembering his gag.
“No worries, omega.” Chan answered. “I just can’t wait to have you shaking in my lap for real, very, very soon.”
It must have been the early pre-heat and new hormones taking over, because a flush took over his entire body. He wanted, no, he needed the alpha’s hands on him right now .
“Alpha…” He whined.
“I know, sweetheart. But alpha isn’t allowed…”
“To enter him.” Seungmin chimed in. “But touching him…”
Jeongin froze in Chan’s hold, even holding his breath to wait for the alpha’s response.
“Do you want it, Innie? Do you want a taste of what will be ready for you at your command, for however long you’ll have us?”
He nodded before the question was even finished. The hand that was playing with his hair snuck back down, right to his chest. The hand around his waist stayed put for a while, just to make sure he was sitting steadily on the alpha’s thigh, before it made its way down a bit as well. If it hadn’t been for the gag, Jeongin would have screamed out already.
He stiffened up immediately, resulting in a chorus of endeared laughter.
“Wet your fingers for his nipples, Channie.” Hyunjin prompted.
Jeongin felt the six sets of eyes burn into his skin just as much as the hands on his body.
Chan scooped up some of the drool that was dripping past the ball gag and spread it evenly among his pointer, middle finger and thumb before clamping them around Jeongin’s left nipple.
He was rather displeased with the fact that both his ass and dick started leaking slick already. If the knotheaded alpha sent him into heat early, he would riot.
Any thoughts of homicide disappeared as Chan collected the slick from his tip and spread it over his entire length, immediately setting a fast but satisfying pace. They didn’t have the time nor were they in the state of mind to tease.
“Channie, his other nipple looks neglected.” Jeongin could practically see Felix’ pout.
“You’re right, sunshine, I should pay more attention to it.” Jeongin was glad to hear Chan was affected as well. “You smell incredible, omega.” He groaned.
“Taste him for us, please, alpha, please!” Jisung begged. “I want to taste him on you until I can taste him myself.”
Jeongin chirped at the thought of all of them tasting him through Chan, and if it hadn’t been for his bliss, he’d be panicking over his new omega trait of chirping.
Groans filled the room once again, this time both with adoration and want.
“Your wish is our command, omega.” Suddenly, he was carefully placed back onto the floor. The hands only left his body when he was steady on his feet, only for his legs to be lifted over a strong set of shoulders. Chan’s hands steadied him from behind as he swallowed him down in no time.
When he gasped, the ball gag dropped just a little bit further into his mouth, making him choke and gasp for air while he tried to push it back forward.
“We’ll adjust that before we leave.” Changbin promised. Even as blissed out as he was, Jeongin didn’t miss the tremor of want in the strong alpha’s voice.
He wanted to see and truly experience what he and Chan were doing to the others, who were just having to watch. He craved all of their hands on him, all of his holes filled up with them. He craved to be the one that kept their world turning. They had wanted him long before he presented and weren’t afraid of the hundreds of alphas waiting to take their own chances.
Chan gripped his ass even more tightly as Jeongin’s entire body started to shake, without even caring about his hands getting soaked in slick.
“Good job, omega. Almost there. Show alpha how good he makes you feel.” Felix’ deep voice brought him right over the edge. He screamed out in pleasure, again choking on the gag. Chan worked him through it until the shaking from pleasure turned into twitching from overstimulation.
Chan slid his legs down past his shoulders, down to his waist and stood up, still supporting Jeongin, who allowed himself to slump forward into his arms.
“Sleep, my darling. Rest as much as you can.” Chan whispered.
He didn’t need to be told twice.
He got woken up some while later, by a soft hand stroking his cheek. “Our time is almost up, omega.” Chan said, sadness filling his voice. “All the alphas will be blindfolded. You get a ten minute head start. First, you’ll run all the way to the left. That’s where we will be. You run around us and go south instead of north. Just a few will be able to pick it up. After a few miles, you head west. We’ll have your back until we catch up, right as your heat hits. It’s your choice, omega, and if you want us to fight all the others, by all means, head north.”
Chan pushed a handkerchief in his hand, which Jeongin immediately knew to be scented by the entire pack, which he would have to hide in his balled fist. The alpha planted a final kiss on his collarbone and Jeongin wished it would have been a love bite instead.
The next hours were plain and utter torture.
Dominant scent after dominant scent filled the room, but none of them smelt so good and safe as his alphas. He clung onto the remainder of their scents and Chan’s touches for dear life.
At least no one else had access to his cage. A mere light in the tunnel of disgusting words, sounds and smells throughout the endless day. Each alpha only got to spend ten minutes with him, but for over half of them that was enough to get themselves off at least once. These weren’t even the worst ones. No, some of them spent the entire time talking about what they would do to him once they’d claimed him. It made him puke in his own mouth multiple times. He needed the Bang pack to win. The risk of getting locked up, tortured, used and displayed was too great. Escaping was not an option, especially not with the risk of one of the bad ones finding him before he succeeded.
Finally, after over a hundred and fifty visits, silence overtook his cell.
The door opened one last time and a familiar, welcome scent filled the room. He tensed up as his cage door opened and a soft touch met his skin. First, the gag got removed and the blindfold followed quickly after. He still could see Chan, who was standing behind him to undo his restraints and to catch him before could collapse to the floor.
Instead, Chan lowered him down carefully onto a mattress in the corner. Jeongin was too tired to even keep his head up, but Chan didn’t mind. He helped him stretch his arms and legs until the feeling in his muscles had returned.
“I’m sorry, omega, but I have to tie your arms to your torso until you’re released to run.” Sorrow dripped through each word. “Are you okay?”
“Please…” The words didn’t feel right.
Immediately, Chan grabbed a glass of water and put it to his lips, tipping it over until he’d had enough. Chan got to work with the ropes, then carefully tucked him into the makeshift bed.
“Please, find me tomorrow. They… I can’t…” He cleared his throat. “I’ll kill myself if anyone else claims me.”
A tear slipped down Chan’s cheek.
Finally, Jeongin allowed his own tears to escape.
“Sleep, omega. You need all the rest you can get. Alpha will watch over you until you’re asleep. I won’t be here tomorrow, but I’ll try to send someone I trust to take you to the arena.”
Safely in the alpha’s embrace, sleep took over him.
“We’ll find you. No matter what. No one will ever get to touch you.”