Chapter 5 From Frying Pan To Fire

Chapter 5- From Frying Pan To Fire

LENA ~~

I pushed him off me the second the door flung open, and I stepped back in shame.

My whole body was hot.

My cheeks burned with humiliation, and I couldn't even lift my head. I bowed it low, like it could shield me from everything.

I covered my face with my hand, wishing I could disappear.

Why did this happen?

Why was I even in that position?

Now they'd all think I was cheap.

That I came here just to throw myself at the first man who gave me attention. They wouldn't know I was scared. They wouldn't know I didn't mean to be in that position-that he seduced me into it.

I stayed silent, head still bowed, too ashamed to even breathe properly.

"I was almost getting ready," the man I believed to be the Alpha said casually, his voice deep but careless. "And besides, why didn't you knock?"

"That's not even the issue right now," another male voice responded-cocky, full of mockery. "Don't act like you've got anything in there I haven't seen before."

I didn't look up.

I felt like the walls were closing in on me.

Damn it, I muttered to myself.

Why did they walk in on me like this? Why did the Moon Goddess let this happen to me?

Then the voice changed. Colder.

"What I want to know is why you were in that position with a lowlife maid like her?"

My heart sank.

"If you're that horny," the voice went on, "why not call one of those hot, powerful she-wolves from the Southern Pack? Or better yet, your girlfriend. At least she smells good. Not like this... stinking omega."

That one cut deep.

I flinched.

My hands clenched into fists at my side. I almost lifted my head to see who was speaking so I could scream, maybe punch him, maybe tell him that he doesn't know a damn thing about me. But I didn't.

I stayed bowed.

They always say this.

Lowlife.

Disgusting.

Stinking omega.

Do they really have to shove it in my face like this?

Then came something unexpected.

"How do you even know she's a lowlife?" the Alpha asked.

My heart paused.

Was he... defending me?

"She's wearing a maid uniform, yes," he continued, "but that doesn't make her a lowlife."

I didn't lift my head, but in that moment, I was grateful.

So, at least someone didn't want to spit on me.

Then the same rude guy laughed. "Come on. You think I don't know a lowlife when I smell one? I smelled her before I even stepped inside this room. Her disgusting omega scent made me want to gag."

Tears began to gather in the corner of my eyes.

I squeezed them shut.

No. No crying.

I bit the inside of my cheek so hard it almost bled, just to hold it in.

Then the Alpha laughed too.

And whatever was left of my heart just cracked.

"I knew you'd say that," he said. "Because I smelled her too. You know me, dear brother... I would never actually touch something like her. I just wanted to test something. I wanted to see if maybe-maybe she'd be different."

He chuckled.

"But no," he added, "she's just like the rest of them. Cheap. Filthy. So desperate to be noticed she moaned when I whispered in her ear. She didn't even try to fight me off."

My whole body froze.

Tears started falling down my cheeks.

Fast.

"She wanted me to fuck her," he said with no shame, laughing loudly. "Probably planned to lie and say she's pregnant. Wanted to trap me like some pathetic little omega slut."

"And she moaned?" another voice said with disgust. "Oh Moon Goddess, that's disgusting."

"How cringe can one person be?"

"Bet she's one of those who'll sleep with every Alpha in the room and then cry wolf."

"Should've just tied her up and dumped her in the training pit. That's where bitches like her belong."

"Ugh. Look at her still standing there, acting like we can't see the slut in her."

"She's not even saying anything. Maybe she wants more."

I could hear them clearly now.

Not one.

Not two.

But all of them-three-here now. Laughing. Mocking. Throwing filthy words at me like I was nothing.

Still, I didn't lift my head. I didn't want to see their faces. I didn't want to know who was saying what. If I saw them, it would stay with me forever.

"And why is her head still bowed?" a male voice said sharply. "She must be ashamed of herself."

Someone else added with a laugh, "Or maybe she's just waiting for another cock to shove down her throat. You know these omegas."

I gripped my dress at my sides. My teeth dug into my lip.

But the words didn't stop.

"Raise your slutty head and look at us this very instant."

I shook my head slowly, refusing to lift it. My tears were hot as they kept rolling down my cheeks and falling on the cold floor beneath me.

"Raise that disgusting head of yours!" one of them barked. "Or I'll cut it off and hand it to you myself."

My heart stopped.

I didn't want to look up. I didn't want to see their faces. But my fear pushed me, and my neck moved before I could stop it.

I raised my head.

And what I saw made me freeze.

There were three of them. Three tall, intimidating men. They looked the same-like copies of each other-but not exactly. One had fiery auburn hair, one was jet black, and one had silver threaded through his dark brown curls.

They were all strong. Powerful. Alphas. That much was clear.

I swallowed hard.

Was I dreaming? Or was this a nightmare I couldn't wake up from?

"So," one of them said with a cruel smirk, "being a slut for Alpha Theron wasn't enough? Now you want the rest of us to take turns, too?"

My heart shattered into pieces.

My mouth opened, but no words came out. What could I even say? Nothing I said would change what they thought. Nothing would matter.

I was still crying-tears dripping from my chin to my clothes-but I couldn't stop.

The auburn-haired Alpha stepped closer. "Are you deaf now? Why aren't you answering?"

I bowed my head again quickly. "I'm sorry," I whispered, voice trembling. "I swear I didn't mean for any of that to happen. I didn't even know I was in the alpha's room. I forgot to knock. I swear it wasn't on purpose."

"So you're telling me," Auburn sneered, "you just happened to fall into the alpha's arms? What next? A strong wind blew you straight to his bed?"

The others chuckled darkly, their voices like daggers on my chest.

I couldn't speak anymore.

I just stood there, shaking, with my head bowed again.

I felt small.

"I didn't mean to," I whispered again, more to myself than to them. "I'm new here. I don't even know how everything works. I was just trying to do my job."

"Amazing," one of them said. "First day and you're already spreading your legs for the alpha."

"No!" I finally said, louder this time. "Please don't say that. I wasn't trying to... to do anything with Alpha Theron. I swear. I wasn't thinking. I just- I forgot to knock. Please just punish me another way. Anything but this."

The room went quiet for a moment, then a voice I recognized spoke.

"By doing your job, you mean walking in on me naked?" It was Alpha Theron.

My chest tightened.

I looked up at him slowly, and his eyes were unreadable. Cold, but calm.

"No, my alpha. It wasn't that way. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disrespect you. I was scared and confused. Please... I'm begging you. I don't want trouble. I've already been through too much. Please."

"You're tired already?" Auburn laughed. "And we haven't even started with you."

I took a step back in fear.

Another one, the silver-streaked alpha, leaned against the wall with a smirk. "Do you know what happens to omegas who walk in on alphas like that?"

I didn't answer.

"What? Cat got your tongue now?" he asked, tilting his head mockingly.

Please... just stop, I begged silently.

I felt like I was going to collapse from the shame. From the fear. From the way they looked at me like I was less than dirt.

"Please..." I said again. My voice cracked. "Please just let me go. You can punish me another day. But not today. Not like this. I've been disgraced enough."

The auburn-haired Alpha's smirk widened, his eyes glinting with a horrifying intent. "Why should we let you go when we can all fuck you at once so you can get what you've been craving for?"