Auctioned Omega

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When Aurora turns out to be an Omega on her 16th birthday, her life in her pack changes suddenly. Omegas were very rare and a real blessing, but in her strict pack, this only applied financially. All Omegas were auctioned off to other packs once a month and had to satisfy the Alphas and their pack members, whether they wanted to or not.

POV: AURORA

*Review…*

On my 16th birthday, my parents and I realized that I was an omega, which shocked me deeply because I knew exactly what that meant for me.

In our world, there were only us werewolves, and omegas were always recognized on their 16th birthday. No one knew why this was the case, but I would guess that it was the will of the moon goddess.

About thirty years ago, many Omegas disappeared, regardless of their age, and since then they have only been recognized on their 16th birthday. How do I know this? I read about it in books on the history of wolves.

Since my 16th birthday, I had been nothing more than a commodity for my pack and my parents.

As soon as a female wolf turned out to be an omega, she was auctioned off to other packs to bring money into the pack coffers. And from then on, the child’s parents did really well, because they got a big house and a decent amount of money to keep quiet. Those were the few things I knew about it at the time.

I couldn’t believe that they had simply reported me to our alpha and handed me over to him as if I weren’t their child.

After that, my beautiful and peaceful time in the pack was over.

I was trained as a whore for four weeks to give the people who would bid on me in the future what they wanted, just so my Alpha could enrich himself.

On the very first day, I had to give my innocence to my Alpha. I fought back with everything I had, but he was far too strong for me. A single command from him was enough to break my resistance.

But that wasn’t all for that day, because he humiliated me further by letting his warriors watch, as if to say, “Look, this is how you subjugate an omega.”

Over the following days, new men from my pack repeatedly slid over my body until I no longer even thought of resisting or refusing to do anything.

Of course, I had tried to escape, but I didn’t get far, and the beatings I had to endure prevented me from trying again.

I was very ashamed and felt dirty and used all the time, which led me to refuse food and even try to kill myself.

But for each of my attempts, I was punished harshly and very painfully.

If I didn’t eat, I was force-fed; if I tried to take my own life, I was punished twice as hard as usual with beatings and more men sliding over my body.

I was not left alone for a minute and was chained to my bed at night so that I could neither try to kill myself nor defend myself.

They even kept my wolf permanently locked up with iron injections.

I haven’t seen my parents since my 16th birthday. It broke my heart because I had always had a very good relationship with them, but apparently the money they had received for me was more important to them.

POV: AURORA

*CURRENTLY ...*

Once again, I stood naked on the stage, just like the other omegas from my pack. It was already my 15th time being auctioned off to another pack.

I was so broken by now that I no longer spoke and could hardly feel anything anymore. I just did what was asked of me, because the only thing I could still feel was the pain when I was beaten because someone thought I was disobedient or not good enough in bed.

I still knew the feeling of fear that gripped my whole body in certain situations.

Even the heat that came over me once a year for a few weeks didn’t affect me at all. I had no sexual desire whatsoever. I felt no pleasure and didn’t get wet, which made even the act itself quite painful.

“Aurora, step forward!” my Alpha commanded me, which I did without hesitation.

It used to be extremely embarrassing for me to stand naked in front of so many strangers and lustful men, but I had long since lost any sense of shame.

As requested, I stood with my hands at my sides and my head bowed.

My long, dark brown, almost black hair was tied up in a bun to show every single part of my body to the onlookers.

I was rather small, about 5′3" tall and petite, but my eyes were a piercing light blue that was particularly attractive to men, because as soon as my alpha ordered me to raise my head and look at the crowd, the bidding began.

I hated them all and cursed my eyes. It was because of them that I was constantly being auctioned off by some alphas and had to serve them and their pack members as a sex slave for two weeks.

Two weeks of work, two weeks of rest, at least if the buyer was satisfied with you.

The auctions themselves were held every two to three weeks. My alpha always found new omegas, which is why he could offer us so often.

Since we omegas were not allowed to talk to each other and were severely punished if we even looked at each other, no exchange between us was possible.

Despite this, we naturally noticed when one of us did not return after her work. This also applied to the whispering of the men who guarded us. So we picked up bits and pieces here and there.

But I hadn’t thought about escape or suicide for a long time; the beatings had driven that thought out of my head long ago.

Whenever I lay under a man or did what was demanded of me, I hid in my head and became a machine that did what was asked of it without question.

There was no one who could have helped me, even though it was forbidden to treat Omegas that way. But everyone involved in the auction made sure that no one else found out about it, because then they would all have been in trouble.

Even when packs came to visit who didn’t treat their omegas that way, neither I nor the other omegas had the opportunity to ask for help, because our alpha always gave us the order to be silent and smile nicely before the visitors arrived.

That way, he could always be sure that no one would say a word about what was going on here illegally.

I had even heard of an omega whose mate had bought her at auction, but nothing had changed for her, because her mate forced her to continue participating in the auctions, just like our alpha did.

Only a few members of each pack of participating Alphas knew about the auctions. Officially, we Omegas were only visiting to find our mates.

We Omegas were highly sought after because we were so submissive, could endure a lot physically, and exuded a unique scent that the men loved. That’s why a lot of money was paid for us.

I could only hear faintly as the bids shot up to the ceiling, because I didn’t care how much or to whom I would be auctioned off again, because it had already become normal for me.

The only thing I fervently and always hoped for was that I wouldn’t end up with a sadist again.

A few months ago, an alpha bought me at auction. His name was William, and I will never forget that name, because he was so brutal that I couldn’t move for a whole month.

My alpha was angry at first, but then he fell silent when he received an additional and very large sum of money as compensation.

I never said a word about what Alpha William did to me, and that won’t change, because it was unspeakable.

But I haven’t been the same since. That’s also why I lost my voice.

However, I had a glimmer of hope, because I heard the voice of the moon goddess in my ears during my last healing phase. Her voice was very gentle and warm and had a power that I could feel deep in my soul.

“My dear Aurora, please hold on a little longer. I have witnessed your suffering and will give you the strength to take revenge on everyone who is responsible for your suffering and that of your omega sisters. The power will activate on its own, use it wisely and make me proud, my child,” she said. However, when I replied, there was no response from her.

To be honest, I wasn’t even sure if I had just dreamed it.

“Sold to the venerable Alpha in black,” my Alpha announced, so I bowed my head again.

It was mandatory for every Omega to show submission when this sentence was spoken.

But we were not allowed to leave the grandstand afterwards. No, we had to wait until everyone had been auctioned off or no one wanted to bid on the remaining Omegas.

After that, we had to go back to our rooms, where we were made up to keep up appearances.

POV: ALPHA DONATELLO

*In another pack, a few weeks ago...*

I had already had my eye on the Remmo pack for several months, as my friends and other acquaintances from other packs had been telling me more and more rumors about them.

It was clear why they came to me with this, because some people knew that I belonged to an organization that worked to protect female wolves.

The organization was founded by my father twenty years ago. Strictly speaking, because of my mother. Her pack had often abused her because she was an omega, and when my father visited them and saw what they had done to her, he vowed to prevent such a thing from happening again in the future.

Since I was to take over both the pack and the organization, he raised me accordingly.

I became the most feared alpha there ever was, and rightly so.

I didn’t understand any of this at first, but when my father gave me my first assignment on behalf of the organization and I saw with my own eyes what was being done to the women, it became my life’s work to help all women who were in such abusive situations.

However, this also meant that I was often angry.

Despite my occasional outbursts of anger, my father handed over the leadership of the organization to me and let me take over the alpha position. My sister was also part of the organization. She had trained as a therapist to help the women after their liberation, which made not only me but also my parents very proud.

No one knew anything for sure, but it was clear that something was wrong there. They had hardly any official sources of income, yet their alpha lived in great prosperity, as did some of his members, which was very suspicious.

He should have asked for financial support years ago, but that never happened.

To find out what was going on there, I asked my beta about four weeks ago to infiltrate the pack and investigate, but what he told me five days ago made my anger boil over.

Even my wolf almost took control.

How could that alpha bastard abuse the omegas and even auction them off?

Omegas were the rarest and most sought-after beings in this world; they had to be cherished, protected, and treated like raw diamonds.

And the alpha of the Remmor pack did exactly the opposite.

In doing so, he destroyed our culture and our heritage.

In my pack, Omegas were never mistreated. They were like little princesses to us and were never forced to do anything under any circumstances. How could he do something so cruel to these lovely creatures?

Among other things, there was a law that said an Omega must not be harmed. Anyone who did so was punished with death. And it was precisely in these cases that my organization carried out the punishment. However, all this was done in secret. Only the Wolf Council and the packs that worked with us and were trustworthy knew about it and were themselves part of the organization.

The Wolf Council enforced the laws of the wolves and concealed the existence of the organization, because without alpha offspring, they too would no longer have much say.

Only in this way could we continue to do our job unhindered.

In addition, only omegas could give birth to children with their mates, who were always alphas. If that were no longer possible, every alpha line would soon end and chaos would break out.

It was the worst thing I had ever been told. Nevertheless, I had to remain calm, because in order to report him to the council, I needed solid evidence that was clear and left no room for doubt.

My wolf Storm, however, thought nothing of it. If it were up to him, I would have had to leave immediately, which surprised me greatly, because he had never wanted to act so rashly before.

“What’s wrong with you? You know very well that’s not how it works!” I replied to my wolf, trying to make him see reason.

In response, however, he only let out an angry growl.

His reaction annoyed me, but I left it at that, because there was absolutely no point in arguing with him, as we were both completely stubborn.

I sighed loudly before a knock sounded at my office door: “Alpha, I have more news.”

It was the voice of my beta, Michi.

“Come in!” I replied, already curious to hear how things had gone with the packs I had sent him to for support in this matter.

“You have really good friends. Every alpha you sent me to has agreed to support us. We now have all six alphas on our side and can get things moving.”

“Very good,” I replied with satisfaction. However, when I saw the look on my beta’s face, I asked, “There’s a but, isn’t there?”

Michi took a deep breath before he began: “They’ve heard the rumors too, and what they’ve told us is even worse than we expected.”

My wolf Storm growled in response, but I quickly pushed him back into the background because I wanted to know what else he had heard.

“A few weeks ago, a badly injured omega was found near the River pack. The alpha of the pack immediately realized that she was his mate, but he couldn’t save her. The last words she said to him were, ’Remmorudel, please save the other omegas, or they too will die sooner or later.

She died in his arms after he promised to save the others.

“The pack leader examined her body before she was buried,” Michi added before falling silent and looking away sadly.

My fists clenched and my nails dug into my skin before I asked through gritted teeth, “And what did the doctor find out?”

Michi looked at me again, but this time he had tears in his eyes, which shocked me. I had never seen him cry in my entire life.

Before he opened his mouth, I was already preparing myself for the worst.

“She... she had scars, marks, and bruises all over her body. When he examined her more closely, he discovered that she had been raped for years, because he found internal tears and swelling on her genitals. Alpha, she was only 18 years old. Do you know what that means?”

I was instantly speechless before my wolf Storm took control and devastated my entire office out of sheer hatred and disgust for the alpha of the Remmor pack.

Meanwhile, I asked myself only one question: What if my mate is going through the exact same thing right now?