In the bleak northern reaches of the Evadene Kingdom, an omega once dismissed as nothing more than the stain of his noble bloodline now lay broken beneath the bandit leader. He had never been regarded as a true son, much less an heir but only the family's shame and a weakness they were eager to rid themselves of when danger threatened their house.
To a lineage that boasted centuries of alphas, discarding their unwanted omega had been effortless and almost convenient. And so, he was bartered away like worthless currency, left to endure the rough hands and merciless thrusts of a one-eyed brute who treated him as nothing but a body to use, over and over, until all sense of dignity bled from him.
"Hngh—p-please, I c-can't… no more…" his voice cracked as well as torn between sobs and shameful moans that slipped out against his will.
