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Hi, my name is Neil, or if you go by what the rest of my 'family' calls me, Runt, or Slut, Bitch, Useless, Mistake, Weakling, Omega, Pest, Vermin, Dead weight, Target practice, Murderer... the list goes on. As I cower here on the floor, next to my soul mate, my fox half curled up around the humans legs while looking up fearfully at our furious Alpha, we know our sad miserable existence is over. Let me start from the beginning, where my sad pathetic life started.

I'm a Werefox and was born to a loving couple of Werefoxes. My mother spoiled me rotten and my father encouraged the behaviour. I had been born in my fox form, so both thought I was a pure female when I was born and had given me the name Vivian. When I turned six months old, I shifted for the first time and boy where they surprised when I was male and my fox was female.

For several weeks they started bickering. Arguing with each other and neglecting me, denying me food, not changing me, leaving me to cry my throat raw. Even when I changed to fox form and tried to nuzzle to my mother for milk I was shoved away nine times out of ten. While I was that young, I never could see the reason why my parents wouldn't care for me but now I look back on it, I can see that they were confused and possibly ashamed to have a freak for a child.

After a month or so of mistreatment, I had stopped pining for food or love and attention and they practically stopped giving it completely. I was tiny, weak and a freak to my own parents who clearly, no longer loved me. The parental bond that I had felt so strongly at the start, was gone completely by this point. So they did what no parent should ever do, or be forced to do. Late one night, they placed me in a basket, while I was still in my full fox form and placed me on the doorstep of the community Alphas household.

They had rung the doorbell and then fled leaving me on the step. Sadly, nobody heard the doorbell so I was left out in the cold in that tiny basket all night long, with only my fur as protection from the chilly night air nearly dying from exposure. Because I had been outside all night, the weather had blown away all scents from my body so my parents couldn't be tracked down.

You are probably confused as to how I remember most of this. Simple truth is, I don't remember any of it. They did however confess most of it in a note that was left with me and the signs of their neglect can be seen in and on my body even to this day. Short, underdeveloped, weak, all because I wasn't cared for properly as a cub.

In the morning, I was shivering and cold, whimpering loudly for my mother who would never come for me. When the Luna opened the door to retrieve the morning newspaper and stumbled across my near frozen state, she freaked. I was rushed inside held close to her chest for as much warmth that she could give me.

She was swift and decisive, ordering warm bottles of milk and blankets to be put in the tumble dryer to be warmed quickly. Her mate, the Alpha, the one who now looks down on me with pure malice and disgust, rushed to assist with her orders. It took only ten minutes before I was wrapped up tight in the warm blankets and feeding hungrily from a bottle of warm milk.

Both Alpha and Luna was shocked when they read over the note left with me that explained my condition. The Alpha wanted to get rid of me, calling me an 'abomination' but the Luna, one of the only people in my life who was ever kind to me, informed him that if I go, she and her respect for him would go with me. He reluctantly conceded to her and declared that I was to be the Omega in the pack, the lowest rank and I was given a new name, Neil.

For the first few years, it was all fine. Sadly the year I first started school, Lady Luna as I had come to call her, passed away. It had been a terrible accident, we were out getting my school supplies and I had wandered off, accidentally into traffic. One moment I was watching an oncoming car deafened by the horn, the next I was in the arms of Lady Luna laying a few meters away on the ground.

She had run and covered me with her body, taking the full brunt of the impact herself, shielding me from the vehicle and the road as much as possible. She, mercifully, expired with little more than 'your ok... that's good'. After that, my life was never the same.

Alpha put me in the attic, declaring it to be the 'bedroom for useless Omegas' and in there I sat when I wasn't at school or doing chores around the house. The bed I had been given was simply a mattress on the floor with a few thin sheets to cover it. At school things were and still are, terrible. I was beaten up, spat on, and insulted on a daily basis. The teachers would not help me, calling me the murderous runt whenever they referred to me. Every day, I would return home and go direct to my bedroom to do my homework.

I was usually fed scraps or leftovers at this point, only ever given water to drink and was not allowed out of the attic when I wasn’t going to school or doing tasks around the Pack House, my home. My room was hot in summer, and freezing in winter, so I would shift my bed over near the exposed chimney bricks during winter to keep warm. It was rare I was allowed out on hunts, being used as a decoy every time or left to just hunt on my own and became the new target if they failed to kill their prey.

When I turned twelve I moved my mattress over closer to the attic window so I could see outside as I slept. I even shifted the boxes and old furniture around to give a sense of a room, a space that was all my own in the dusty cluttered space. Of course all the heavy moving and shifting angered the Alpha because his room was now bellow where I slept and he had come up the next day to beat me for making so much noise.

I became adept at hiding injuries, running, hiding and repairing the hand-me-down clothes, sheets, and pillows I was given. I had found an old set of curtains in a box in the very back corner of the attic and now used them over the attic window.

When I entered high school the abuse got worse. Teachers still would not help me, even when I had broken bones or be bleeding to whatever degree. I knew my place, I am not just an omega, I am bellow everyone even other Omegas and therefore I had no right to fend them off. I would never bother the nurse, or the vet, even when I was horribly injured, sometimes near lethally. I would just return to my room, my den in the attic and continue to meek out a feeble existence.

I was woken up by a loud banging on the door on the opposite side of the attic loft from my bed. It burst open a few seconds later with one of the higher up females leaning in, not wanting to enter my room in case she contracted something.

“Get up freak!” she squealed loudly jolting me from the pleasant dreams I had been having about finding my mate and being happy for the rest of my life, those dreams were rare, usually it was about Lady Lunas death or my abuse “Get down to the kitchen and cook breakfast! NOW!” she hadn't even waited for me to respond, slamming the door and disappearing.

I got up slowly with a sigh, looking out the semi circle gable window as I got dressed in my tatty, ratty clothes before making my way across the cold room to the door. It was getting into winter and my attic room was freezing as usual. The only sources of heat I had were the bricks of the chimneys that rose from the floors below out the roof to vent the smoke and gasses. I wasn't given any heating sources to heat the large room. My room was bigger than any other one in the house, if only for the fact that it was the attic and stretched to every corner of the buildings roof space.

I made my way down to the kitchen, being quiet not to wake anyone as I walked down the stairs and halls. At least these areas of the house were warm and I could feel myself getting comfortable in the warmth. Luce was at the foot of the main stairs again as usual, standing perfectly still as mops, brooms, cloths and other cleaning products darted around the room around him. I gave him my usual morning wave as I walked past towards the kitchen.

Luce and I got on well, both of us used to being treated like we were invisible. I often had to assist him in cleaning, never being trusted with the pups of the pack. Whenever the idea of my watching the pups came up, the females would protest that they wanted them to live, not be killed by a murderer.

I pottered around in the kitchen as usual, making the usual chocolate chip pancakes, berry pancakes, toast, bacon, eggs, large pots of coffee, tea and doughnuts for the inhabitance of the pack house. It was one of my daily tasks, and I was expected to have it all done before I even thought of going to have my daily cold shower. I wasn't allowed to use the hot water for my showers, constantly being told that 'murderers don't deserve hot water'.

After making sure it would all stay warm for at least two hours, I made my way to the tiny bathroom that had been reserved for me. It was off of the laundry and had once been used as the shower to clean the mud off of yourself before you entered the house. I was quick as usual, soaping myself and scrubbing with as little water interaction as possible before I rinsed off. It's surprising I never suffered from hypothermia in the cold winter months but I guess after suffering the cold water for so long, I had gotten used to it.

The last time I had had a hot shower, I was still young, only a few months over seven. One of the older females had taken pity on me in the middle of winter and had taken me to the bathroom. The Alpha had found us before I had gotten into the shower. As punishment, he trapped me in the shower stall in human form and turned the shower to pure hot water.

The scream that was released from my throat... demons must have flinched from it. No matter what I did I couldn't get away from the water, even shifting to fox form only allowed it to stay against my skin longer. The door to the bathroom flew off of its hinges and disintegrated into splinters on the opposite side of the room a few seconds later. Luce standing in the now void door way in his half form, wings fully extended and looking quite angry.

The water stopped as he stalked towards the shower stall, Luce having used his magic to turn off the flow as he walked across the room before he stopped in front of the Alpha and growled loudly.

“Stand aside Alpha” he demanded only getting a deep growl in return, the sound making me back up against the other side of the stall, the fresh burns aching as I did.

“Watch who you are talking to, Sigma!” Alpha retorted “You are part of my pack, and that means you Follow MY orders!”

“You forget Skylar,” Luce retorted “I serve, because I want to, there is NOBODY in this pack that can stand up to me and you know it. The last time I used my full power it took the entire council of Alphas and their Betas to take me down and it was only just. Now stand aside, or I will make you move.” Sadly I cant remember much more past the Alpha giving a growl and stepping aside, or thankfully in my case.

When I finished my shower, I dressed quickly in my tattered clothes to stay mostly warm before walking back out to the kitchen to see breakfast in full swing. I remember eyeing a piece of bacon but knew I would need to wait for everyone else to finish and have what was left over, if anything. The last time I had acted on my hunger, I was given a broken rib by one of the dominant males.

“Runt! Clean the damn dishes!” One of said males yelled and threw his fork at me. I didn't dodge, allowing it to impact with my shoulder and dig in as they usually did when they threw things at me. I gave a slight yelp at the latest injury and pulled the offending implement loose, blood then starting to trickle from the wound.

“Yes sir.” I responded, not coldly but brokenly. By the time I had finished the dishes everyone was gone from the dining room, as usual. Almost all of the food was gone by time I got to eat. Leaving me with the smallest berry pancakes, a cold cup of coffee and a piece of dry, almost burned, cold toast. Polishing that off I made my way quickly back to my room to get dressed in school clothes before walking the hour long walk to school.

I was never given a lift, or permitted to catch the bus. That was for anyone who was not a murderer. Even the other Omegas were permitted to take the bus but I was forced to walk every day. My fox walked with me, to my left and a pace behind me, she was normally happy go lucky and outgoing. However today was different. Today I was officially eighteen, the age where I was supposed to find my mate, the love of my life. However she knew that no matter who it was, no one in this pack would ever accept us. Even though it was my birthday, I wouldn't get a cake, I wouldn't get gifts, I would get pain as I did every day of every year.

“We have been alone this long,” I muttered to her “With only each other for company and for us, that's all we need.” she looked up at me and gave a huff. We both knew I didn't mean it truly, deep down we both hoped desperately that we would find our mate and he would love us forever. Yes I do mean 'he', being a female in fox form, I had openly accepted that I would eventually find a loving tod to be with. Till now, that was the only thing driving us on in life and as much as she dislikes the idea, Lien, my fox, wouldn't have been able to stop me from ending my life if I had wanted to.

When I entered the school building, I was met by the usual 'welcoming party', Simba, the next Alpha to the Leo lion pride, his sisters and brother and a few others who sat in the background to cheer him on.

“Where do you think YOU'RE going?” Simba demanded, grabbing me by the collar of my shirt.

“To class.” I responded, keeping my eyes down. I knew it was stupid to have given him an answer but not answering was just as dangerous.

“Well today murderer, we have a few surprises for you, freak!” he sneered. A moment later his fist connected with the side of my face sending me into the wall next to us. “Get It!”

As their fists and shoes connected with my body, I tried to zone it out. It was the standard stuff for a Monday at school. When I heard a click, I knew things were going to go bad quickly I just didn't know how bad. I looked up in time to see the flick knife slide through my shirt and jacket, slicing it open, and my skin at the same time. I screamed for the first time in years, the pure burning pain that radiated from where the blade cut me was agony.

It was like lava was radiating from where the knife dragged through my flesh. A hot deep burning that made even Lien cry with pain and writhe on the floor across from me. I had endured being attacked by Alphas and Betas, in both Were and human form, and this was a new pain I had never before felt in my life.

Simba's sisters held me down while he carved 'Fag', 'freak', 'omega', and 'murderer' into the skin on my chest and belly with the sharp blade before they were finished.

“Now no matter where you go,” Simba sneered again looking down at me “Everyone will always know what you are, this silver blade will make sure of that!” they got off me, leaving me bleeding and bruised on the floor.

Silver, how had he managed to get a silver bladed knife? I guess that didn't matter now. Silver had an adverse reaction to Weres, it causes problems for the healing process that can be lethal and if not, the wounds will cause a scar or never heal properly. It also made the wounds hurt more, explaining the huge amounts of pain. It was almost forbidden to possess the metal within pack lands, extreme punishments were handed out for those who even owned silver tableware without permission.

I staggered to my feet, body burning from the pain but somehow I managed to get to the front door of the school, blood dripping to the floor as I moved.

“Fuck school!” I thought “Not today, I'm not doing school today!” I clutched at my chest, starting to cry as I staggered away from the building. I made my way into the forest, shifting to my fox form once I was safely within the trees. The shift helped me heal a little, the wound at least closing and causing me to shed my blood stained clothes. I wandered around the forest for a while, not really sure where I was going till I was at the top of a large cliff.

“Don't you dare!” I heard Lien speak in my mind and I gave a whimper flopping down. I laid there for some time arguing with Lien what to do now. I was badly injured, the pain from the silver still burning through my body and probably would continue to do so for some time.

I watched birds fly around far bellow at the bottom of the cliff, how they seemed so free, so unlike me. I was trapped, trapped by my rank, by my reputation and by the pack borders. I had nowhere to turn to except inwards to Lien.

Three hours passed on that cliff, watching the world around us until we noticed a strange smell from the trees behind us. How had we not noticed it before? It was so close but it had taken the wind to shift for me to notice it.

“Human.” my mind first rang out, identifying part of the smell, another part warning me of the danger that it would posses.

“MATE!” Lien called loudly and excitedly and I quickly snapped my head in the direction of the smell. I kept my gaze, knowing I saw him duck back behind cover when I looked in his direction. I gave a huff and a bark, seeing a male human look around the side of the tree then slowly step out.

He was handsome, to me anyway, at barely five foot eight he was taller than me and not overly athletic. Grey eyes looked back at my own foxy ones and he couldn't be much older than myself. I then notice he had my blood soaked clothes in his hands, the clothes I had abandoned when I shifted.

“Well shit.” I thought and rolled my eyes, he had seen us shift form... we are now, in so much trouble.

“At least we don't need to explain it to him!” Lien said gleefully and I sighed, it wasn't something to be pleased about. I stood slowly and walked over to him, sitting at his feet and nuzzled at the clothes.

“Oh you want these?” he asked, his voice a mid tone, not deep but not light either but it sent a shiver of joy through me and I nodded. He placed them down in front of me and I regarded them for a moment.

“Well we're already breaking one rule... time for another.” Lien said and we shifted, stopping at mid form. While I would have been forgiven or possibly excused for changing to full form, this form was forbidden, with harsh repercussions. He gawked openly, looking me up and down before reaching out to rub at the top of my head, almost to check if I was real or not, even tugging on my ears, quite painfully at that causing me to pull away and shake my head.

“Hey, those are sensitive you know.” I said, my voice light and feminine, an effect of the gender shift. His hand snapping away from me, causing Lien to whine in my head wanting the contact back.

“S...Sorry,” he looked to the ground with a slight blush to his face “I...I thought you were a guy though.” I huffed and rolled my eyes.

“Its... Complicated.” I told him with a sigh and moved my arms to cover my chest and crotch.

“But... you were a guy before you...” I snapped my eyes to his face “Got all fluffy.” I gave a soft growl.

“I said its complicated!” I rolled my eyes and gave a sigh “I'm guessing you... saw all of it...” he nodded slowly and I gave a groan. Now not only had I broken the rules and shifted during the day but I had shifted in front of a human. We sat together in silence for several minutes while I regarded my bloodied clothes, not really wanting to get into them, his hand returning after a few minutes to stroke my ears softly.

“You're... really pretty,” he says after a few minutes of petting “And your fur is so soft...” Great, why did he need to say that? That would make what I needed to tell him harder.

“You need to go,” I told him, the words painful to my heart, but it was true “If you stay, the others will kill you when they find you.”

“Others?” he asked his face lighting up with excitement.

“No!” I exclaimed jumping to my feet “Go! Leave the forest, don't go near the town, avoid any animals you see!” I gave him a shove in the direction he needed to go, Lien was screaming at me to stop but I couldn't.

“But I...” he started and I pushed him again.

“Go! Please... don't make this harder than it already is.” I trailed off and he looked at me for a moment before nodding and walking away.

I changed to full form and grabbed my clothes in my muzzle before heading back home. Luce noticed me running up to the back door out of the forest and opened the door helping me get inside then up to my bedroom to hide till later on.

My peace was interrupted by my door bursting open a few hours later, the Alpha storming in and grabbing me by my hair roughly and he snarled angrily at me.

“I just got told by Simba Leo that you skipped school today!” he said forcing me to stand “AND that you Shifted! During the DAY!” I whimpered trying to squirm from his tight grasp which never relented and only got tighter.

“How DARE you break the rules!” he sneered dragging me forcibly out of my room and downstairs. I whimpered and tried to get free as he took me down past everyone to the basement. I knew where we were headed, the punishment room in the basements. I had been there so many times before, usually when someone blamed me for something I didn't do, or I failed during a hunt with the pack.

The Punishment room could be considered a BDSM dungeon at best and hellish torture chamber at worse. Chains hung from the walls, cages from the ceiling, a large six food diameter wagon wheel to be strapped to and beaten, a horse to lay people on and attach heavy weights to their arms and legs. A set of stocks and on one wall was all the punishment devices and implements. Blades designed to cause more pain, spreaders designed to force open the mouth or other orifices to extreme dimensions. Branding irons, bottles of wolfs-bane or quick silver and the selection of whips.

There were a few unique whips, invented specifically for Weres. The Kitsune, a Cat of nine tails but it had silver instead of iron barbs embedded in the leather. The silver tongue, a bull whip with silver in it just like the Kitsune. There was also alternatives to these called the 'Dragons breath' or 'Dragons tails'. Everyone feared these, they were the Silver tongue or the Kitsune, drenched in Wolfs-bane. The final form was called the 'Dragons tongue' this was the worse, a Silver tongue drenched in quick silver and would cause excruciating pain for several days until death.

These techniques were almost forbidden to use, it took a majority vote from the council to allow their use. The Wolfs-bane and silver would prevent the healing process and cause such unbelievable amounts of pain it could be a privilege to pass out or die from the abuse.

Over by the wheel was the Alphas son, the soon to be Alpha Callen. He was kind, and tried to be compassionate to everyone he met. Tall, handsome and strong, everyone was looking forward to him becoming Alpha. He gave me an apologetic look as I was shoved in his direction forcibly.

“Strap him down!” Alpha ordered as he stalked over to the devices “Back facing outwards!”

“Yes sir.” Callen said with an irritated sigh and guided me to the position and strapped me to the wheel, spread eagled and exposed with no way of seeing what was going on behind me.

“Omega!” Alpha started, the sound of utter malice in his voice “SHIFT! Mid form! You will BOTH be punished!” he was looking down at Lien next to me and I whimpered doing as told shifting into my anthro, or mid form. I had wanted to keep Lien separate, away from the pain that was going to be inflicted.

“Omega,” he started once more this time more menacing “You have broken one of the laws that keeps our society safe as well as skip school! There is nothing that you can say in your defence, seeing as the son of one of the most trusted alphas of our community told me everything! You are here for your punishment, you are sentenced to five lashes, with a Dragons tails!”

“Father!” Callen cut in stepping between myself and his father “You and I both know that that is too extreme a punishment for a minor and for this infraction!”

“Callen, you are here to witness only! Be silent or I will use the Kitsune on you next,” he growled loudly barely covering the sloshing of the whip in the wolves-bane solution “Now stand aside!” I gave a whimper to him making Callen look back and I shook my head, trying to mentally tell him I didn't want him to suffer too, so Callen reluctantly moved leaving me exposed once more.

The swoosh of the flying whip ended in the expected, loud slap-crack, as it impacted with my furry red-orange back. It wasn't even a second before I screamed as the burning pain seared from my back. My vision flashed white then returned blurred with tears as the silver sliced my skin open and the wolves-bane seeped into the open wound causing the burning to get even worse.

“One” came the count from the Alpha before the next crack and the white hot spears of pain seared through me. My scream wasn't as loud as the first but was still loud, my throat hurting from the force of my screaming and was followed by “Two.”

The next crack was added with a splatter sound above me on the wall. My mind was now starting to become reasonably numb to the pain yet still registered the increasing, burning, firey pain. I weakly looked up seeing some blood had splattered on the wall and ceiling, having obviously gotten on the whip and flicked off with the strike. There was a 'tch' behind me and I managed to look back and saw Alpha was wiping his face clean of my blood. The look he had was as if he was going to catch something from my blood and he almost seemed desperate to get it off.

Two lashes later I wasn't even crying any more my face fur matted with tears. I could feel blood running down the fur on my back, legs and tail, dripping onto the floor in a steadily growing puddle bellow me. I tried to just focus on my breathing, taking in slow deep breaths as my throat burning almost as bad as my back and I hung limp from the restraints.

“Get that thing out of here,” Alpha spat at me after the last lash, stepping over and grabbing me by my ear, pulling on it painfully “Remember this Murderer, next time, I will spare no mercy for you!” he said making me nod.

“Y...yes...A...Alpha.” I breathed out to him, he slapped on the back of my head painfully hard then stormed out.

“Neil,” Callen said walking over and unstrapping me from the wheel, catching me as I slumped forward and downwards towards the floor “Neil, stay with me here... breath, deep breaths... don't think about shifting yet... LUCE!” Callen Bellowed out as he slowly sat me to the floor in the puddle of blood that was forming.

“Yes master Callen?” came the calm response from the Sigma as he entered the room. I could feel his eyes on me but had no energy to look up to see them.

“Clear the bathroom, get a medical kit and the Anti-bane wash and please hurry, we will meet you there.” Callen said petting my ears. Luce walked off and I sat there for a few more minutes just breathing as he pet my ears before Callen helped me back to my feet.

“C'mon Neil, we need to get you cleaned up.” He told me helping me limp out of the room and towards the bathroom. My paws slipped on the floor due to the blood covering them and I had little strength to stand with as we made our way over the polished floor boards and tiles then up the stairs. I panted and breathed heavily as we got to the general bathroom, well aware I was leaving a bloody trail as we progressed.

“P...Please,” I whimpered softly looking up at Callen “Just... Let me die... I...I N...Need to clean up the mess I...I made A..Alpha will...” I breathed out and slipped from his grasp to the tiled floor of the bathroom with a thud on my side, collapsing as a bloodied mess of fur. I heard him sigh and then pull me into the room more, closing the door.

When I went to shift back to human form, I felt his hand on the scruff of my neck making me stop with a whimper.

“Don't shift,” he warned “We need to check your wounds, there is a possibility that a piece of silver dislodged into your back. If you shift, it could get stuck, or worse.” we stayed there for a moment spread out on the bathroom floor until he slowly got off me, picking me up with ease before laying me on the table in the centre of the room stomach down. I knew to trust him, he, like Luce tried to be sympathetic towards me. It happened often that, while using the whips, the barbs would get stuck and remain behind in the wound.

“Is it all ready?” he asked Luce who simply nodded holding up a small bag as I heard him walk in followed by the click of the door closing. I heard him click his fingers and watched as the mop and bucket came out of the closet at the end of the room and started cleaning up the blood on the floor.

“Yes, I have the kit, you will need to hold her steady, this will hurt,” Luce said as he approached me, standing on my left, Callen on my right “Stay calm Neil, I don't want to hurt you for no reason.” I nodded and then the room went dark. There was a click as a torch was turned on illuminating the room a bit and was then pointed at my back.

“I can't see anything... we need to wash some of this blood off.” Callen said with a sigh, a few moments later I yelped as a bucket of warm water was poured carefully onto me causing the wounds to burn anew but before I could move away to cower, Callen was holding me down again by my scruff and one of my arms.

“I can see three... no four pieces,” Came the report from Callen “Hand me the tweezers.” there was a shuffle between them before it all went still till I could feel him pulling it from my back causing me to flinch and whimper softly then squirm just before it was pulled free. There was a soft clink to my left as the tiny silver shard was placed in a kidney bowl, followed quickly by three others and then placed in front of me.

“That's it, Lights!” Callen ordered and the room lit up again as Luce turned them back on. I felt my belly gurgle and I gave a soft groan.

“I...I need...” I started getting their attention and Luce stepped closer.

“Need what?” Luce asked curious and stopped walking over.

“A Bucket!” I gurgled and in one swift move he gave the one next to him a kick, it sliding over the floor with ease and stopping in front of me, into which I promptly threw up.

“Uh Oh,” Callen said with a sigh and stroked at my ears to try to comfort me as I emptied what little I had in my stomach “That's not a good thing... that means the Wolves-bane has made its way into your system... Luce, do we have the injection? We need to neutralise this quickly.” Luce opened the kit and rummaged through it, pulling out a syringe of a bright orange, near glowing fluid and handed it over.

“Ok, Neil, stay calm for me, this may sting a little. This stuff wont hurt you, its designed solely with the ability to break down and neutralise Wolves-bane,” Callen informed me before injecting me in the arm a warm tingling flowing through me from the site, the light pinch being the softest thing I had experienced that day from anyone but my mate “Ok, we still cant let him shift before the wash... Luce get her up and I'll get the shower ready.”

I felt Luce place his arms under mine and gently help me into a sitting position, letting me sit there for a minute or two to settle my stomach before moving to standing. The feeling of my own blood running down my back was uncomfortable and disconcerting, especially seeing as my fur felt plastered to my back. He let me steady myself on my feet/paws, the world a little... wobbly for me at the moment with my blood loss.

“Ok, I got the shower going, bring her over.” Callen called from the cubical in front of me to the right. I was lead over to see a near naked Callen standing in the shower cubical wearing only his underwear. He grabbed my arm gently and pulled me in, the curtain shutting a behind him leaving me sealed in with the hunk of a man. He wasn't ready for what happened next though, as the warm shower water hit me, I panicked remembering the last hot shower I had before then. I instantly squeezed into the corner of the stall, trying to make myself smaller as I started crying and whimpering loudly.

“P...Please no...I...I'll be good! I swear! I'll be good!” I started pleading him, my eyes were blurred with tears and the memory flashing through my mind of the searing, burning pain that didn't seem to stop the pain from my back being pressed to the wall, the cold tiles not helping in any way to sooth the burn.

“Neil, Stop! I'm not going to hurt you!” he started grabbing my arms and shaking me but I tried to squirm free of him barely hearing him “Neil? Neil? LIEN!” That was all it took for her to take over, pushing me into the back of our mind forcing me to watch.

“Alpha!” she barked, looking at him a little surprised “I... I'm sorry... we're listening.” He sighed and nodded.

“Look, if I could avoid the water being this warm I would,” he started, helping us step out of the corner “But this stuff needs warm to hot water to work properly, ok?” I nodded and Lien gave me back control slowly as Callen grabbed a bottle from Luce's hand that had poked through the shower curtain. Its contents was a marbled white and orange jell and had no label.

“I...I'm sorry Alpha... I... I didn't mean..” he raised his hand to silence me.

“Neil, it's ok, I know all about what happened. You owe me no apology, ok?” I nodded slowly and he smiled.

“Ok, turn around, hands on the wall either side of your head.” he ordered and... I obeyed. I will admit it may seem odd to be in such a position with someone behind me but Callen was more my Alpha than his father was and I trusted him.

“Ok, this is likely to sting a little but it needs to be done, just try to stay calm.” he said and I could hear him squirting some of the marbled white and orange stuff onto his hand and then felt as he started massaging it into the fur on my shoulders before adding a generous amount and in one swift move, wiped it down my back from neck to tail, covering everything. Naturally I yelped at the biting stinging burn that I was suddenly experiencing clenching my claws against the tiles half expecting it to sizzle on my back.

“Shh, Shh, stay calm, stay calm, it will fade,” he said as he started kneading it into my fur making it froth “We need to cover everything from your neck down, this stuff is like the injection, it breaks down the toxins. However because my father used liquid wolves-bane and not the plant, it could have dripped and run lower over you. If it enters your pours it will continue to do internal damage.”

I nodded, whimpering slightly then blushed when he started washing my tail. We were silent for a time, only the smell of the lotion and blood and the sound of the shower filling the air. He cleaned all the way down my legs to my feet, even my arms and hands, all the while with a gentleness that I didn't expect from anyone in this pack, him most of all.

“Ok, Turn.” he said and again, I did as he told me. He had a smile on his face but not one of sadistic pleasure or of revengeful glee, or even one of pervertedness from my nakedness in front of him. No it was more a calm, warm, near loving smile mixed with concern you might expect from any nurse or doctor who loved their job helping people.

“A...Alpha.. Sir...” I started as he applied the jell to just bellow my neck and started kneading.

“I have told you before Neil, It's Callen, no Sir, no Alpha,” my ears flattened as I blushed feeling him work lower, massaging over my breasts, ones I wish I didn't have. C cup in size, they were sensitive as you would expect for any woman's breasts and having someone touch them was deeply embarrassing.

“I...I wanted to ask you,” I started slowly “Why?” he stopped and looked up into my eyes, his left hand on the top of my left breasts, his right between them.

“Why what?” he asked waiting for me to respond.

“Why... are you being so nice to me?” I asked, tears starting to appear in my eyes once more “Why? When I... I killed... When I'm the reason that your mother... Lady Luna is...” he stopped me from continuing, wrapping a hand, which he had rinsed, around my muzzle to hold it closed, tears running down my cheeks matting my fur once more.

“Because you didn't kill her,” he says simply and softly, his eyes never leaving mine “Neil, my Mother did what I would hope ANY member of this pack would or will do, Sacrifice themselves for a cub, even if it was not one of their own.”

“B...But I...” I started again and his hand moved to my cheek wiping away my tears.

“She did one of the most noble things any pack member can do,” he said smiling “And if you had died and she lived, she would have never forgiven herself, just as she would be disgusted by the way this pack treats you.” I gave a whimper looking at him, then threw myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and planting my eyes in the crook of his neck and crying loudly. He sighed softly and wrapped his arms around me as gently as he could while supporting my weight.

“Ok, ok, calm down shhhh, lets finish your shower ok?” he asked and I sniffed and nodded taking a step back from him deeply embarrassed about my outburst.

“S...sorry.” I said and he shook his head.

“Don't be, you have nothing to apologise for,” he responded returning to scrubbing my breasts and then belly “Ok, there is one area that I'll get you to do, here,” he squirted the stuff onto my hands then pointed downwards causing me to blush deeply.

“I'm not washing there,” he said with a chuckle “I may be male, but I'm sorry to say I'm not your mate, only he and you should touch down there.” I chuckled lightly and nodded doing as he ordered me, he conveniently turned away to hand Luce the near empty bottle, giving me enough time to scrub quickly.

“Ok, Time to rinse off” he said grabbing the shower head off of its hook. It was one of those shower heads on a hose to help with cleaning which was useful when you are sometimes covered in fur, my shower only had a fixed head so this was a luxury to me.

“Turn around, I'll do your back first.” he commanded getting me to rotate on the spot again. The warm water cascading down my back still caused me to hiss softly in discomfort and when I looked down I gave a slight whimper of disgust and shame at the bloody red soap suds that now circled the drain.

He was thorough, making sure he got everywhere that the soap had touched and even smoothed down my fur with his free hand as he went.

“You know Neil... I have always liked your fur,” he said suddenly making me jump a little “Even with how terribly they have you living, your fur has always been so soft.” He turned me around showing me that smile again which warmed my damaged heart as he started rinsing me off again getting me soap free.

“Ok, here's the deal,” he says putting the shower head back on its hook “From now on, you can shower in my bathroom ok? Make sure I am in the house before you go in there though just in case ok?” I nodded and he turned off the water.

“Good girl, now Shift, full fox form.” he says, I give a slight whimper but nodded shrinking down to my fox form, the wounds on my back not healing but it made it easier for him to lift me and wrap me in a black towel that had been handed him through the curtain and the passed me out to Luce who dried me carefully before he placed me on the table once more, it now cleaned, mostly, of blood.

“Eww! What is that THING doing in here!” I heard and looked up seeing one of the other males, having come in just as I was being placed on the table.

“Yeah, doesn’t it know that the shower for Murderers is behind the Laundry!?” another asked insultingly “I'm not showering with IT in here!” I whimpered softly as they started walking towards me and Luce who hadn't moved his face blank of emotion as he watched them.

“One more step,” Callens voice suddenly rang out from the cubical as he stepped out of it a towel wrapped around his waist “One more word... and it will be the last things you will do in this pack!” they recoiled seeing him, obviously not having expected him to be in the room.

“C...Callen, Sir!” they said in unison snapping to attention.

“Save it! Have your showers, shut up and then get out!” he said angrily, a deep growl coming from him. They nodded quickly getting into a shower cubical and closing the curtains with their clothes still on.

“Ok... We ready?” he asked looking to Luce after a sigh to try to settle himself and Luce nodded and busied himself drying me again gently before pulling the towel away. When I looked up they had donned gloves and masks then had me lay down.

“Ok, first things first, this is a local, it will numb the area,” Luce said holding up a syringe and then Injected me gently in several spots on my back “There are a couple we need to stitch closed he really did a number on you.” I nodded laying my head back down and stayed still, ears flat against my skull, after a few minutes and a few more people coming in for showers Luce poked at my back. I gave no response even though I could still feel it a little, I just I didn't really care, the stitches would hurt but I had had worse.

“Ok, lets begin.” he said and started, Callen watched, trying to keep me relaxed the whole time by gently stroking my head or forelegs. Neither of them noticed my occasional flinch as they shaved my fur short then began stitching, they didn't even notice the others coming and going in the room, most looking at me with disgust, a few with nothing more than disinterest and some with an emotion I had never seen before from anyone in my pack... Pride, and sympathy, possibly from just seeing me going through so much and still holding on.

“Ok, stitching is done,” Luce said a few minutes later as he grabbed the bandages “Callen, Apply the antiseptic cream liberally to the area.” I heard Callen moving around and a few moments later I felt the gooey cream and my Alpha's soft hands rubbing over my back. A few seconds later Luce was placing gauze bandages on my back and then securing it with cloth bandages.

“Two days,” Luce says as he secures the bandages “No shifting for two days at least and if I need to put a cone of shame on you for biting at and chewing your stitches little lady, I'll make sure it has butterflies, unicorns and rainbows on it.” there was snickering from around the room that was silenced by a growl from Callen.

“Don't worry guys, while she is healing, there are a few jobs available around the pack house!” Callen called out with an evil grin “You three, your going to clean this house till its spotless, gardens included and you four! Oh I have something Special for you to do!”

I was lifted by Callens gentle hands and laid against his chest like I was a puppy, my chin resting on his shoulder.

“Ok, you're in for a treat little lady,” he says with a smile carrying me out of the bathroom, walking upstairs towards the bedrooms “You get to stay in my room for a few days so I can keep an eye on you. Now no protesting its already decided. No shifting, no school and no chores for a few days understand?” I gave a whimper and nodded earning a pat to the head.

“Good girl, Luce will bring you your meals and tomorrow I'll give you a soak in the bathtub so long as your back is still in good enough condition,” I gave a slight growl to all of his referring to me as 'girl' and 'lady' and nipped lightly at his ear making him chuckle “Now now, be good, others are watching and while they can't do anything on their own, they could tell my father.” I gave a whimper at this and nodded lightly.

There was a warm breeze as we entered his room, one of the few rooms with its own fireplace. It used to be a library before it was changed to his bedroom by his loving mother. It was reasonably sized, only dwarfed, as a bedroom at least, by the master bedroom and my own but then that wasn't really a bedroom. A new library had been tacked onto the building to replace the old one.

Opposite the fire was his king sized bed and around the window, which overlooked the training grounds to the side of the house, was what was once a book case. Now one side was a closet, the top was storage spaces, and the other display shelving for his valuable items and things he wished to display, including a picture of his mother. A desk sat next to the door to the en suit bathroom that was on the wall next to the wardrobe, the desk between the door and the fireplace. On the other side to the fireplace was a wicker basket with a royal blue pillow inside it.

Humans often have plushi's that they are given when they are born, Weres are given a basket or bed and it will often stay with them for life. Callens had been hand made by his mother while she was pregnant with him and even Luce did not touch it. It was made from oak, with a single, thick band of gold woven a few rows from the top. The pillow was made from soft velvet stuffed with down feathers from chicks, collected from a local chicken farm when their chicks had started moulting them. The basket had been a labour of love from her which showed in its construction.

Sitting on the pillow was Callens wolf, Lacen, his snow white fur as clean as always. He didn't look bothered by my presence but more concerned for me, his tail wagged when my orange eyes met his blues and he 'smiled' at me his lips pulling back. However there was something else that quickly drew my attention once I returned my tail wag to him, weak as the wag was. Next to his basket was another one, slightly smaller but just as well crafted.

“Ah I see you've noticed!” Callen said with a chuckle and closed the door behind him. He walked over to it and gently stood me on all fours in front of it and I wobbled a little, unsteady on my feet. I gave it a few light exploratory sniffs curious about it. Made of mahogany wicker, with a silver band at the same spot as the gold on Callen's basket, it looked like each stick had been polished before being woven. The pillow was made of a royal purple velvet and smelled like it was stuffed with the same soft down feathers that Callens own had.

“I'm sorry I never gave it to you,” Callen said above me making me look up at him, eyes wide “My mother made this for you, she was going to present it to you on your next birthday the year she...” he trailed off and I drooped.

“My father wanted it destroyed but I managed to sneak it away along with her supplies and finished it for you. Sadly I could never give it to you because of my father... She loved you, you know, you were the second child she had always wanted.” Lacen started wagging his tail again and I whimpered softly.

“I don't deserve it,” I managed, while it may have sounded like barking or, in my case, squeaking and huffing to humans. However Lacen and Callen could understand me, a trait that all weres shared “Not...not after...” I was cut off by a deep growl and Lacen snapping in front of my nose making me yelp and jump back.

“If you didn't,” Callen said with a light chuckle shooing Lacen back to his basket “She wouldn't have made it, Silver isn't cheap or easy to get you know but to her...you are worth more than this house in pure gold.” he lifted me gently and laid me down in the basket and gently pet my head as I sniffed around it.

“Now, this is where I expect you to sleep while in here ok? Luce said Culem may visit you to keep you company, if anyone comes in pretend to be asleep even if your in the middle of the floor. The bed isn't off limits, but I'd rather you didn't jump up there with your back in its condition ok? You know where the bathroom is, there are steps to get onto the toilet if you need it, I tend to enjoy being in full form in my room.” I nodded and wagged my tail lightly looking up at him.

“Thank you...Alpha” I said and he tapped me on the nose firmly.

“Ah! Told you, Callen, not Alpha or sir,” he said with a smile “I don't call you runt or Omega, so you don't call me Alpha, got it?” I nodded slowly and he smiled petting me again.

“Now sleep, I have a few things to deal with before dinner,” with that he straightened up “Oh, and if you want to move closer to the fire, push, don't pull, Lacen will be remaining here as long as possible, he will tell me if you have been naughty.” he chuckled and walked out, closing the door behind him and I looked to Lacen who simply smiled again and wagged his tail.

It was only ten minutes later that I moved the basket, moving it so I could watch the flames and be a little closer. For the first time in a long time I was comfortably warm, I may have been in a bit of pain, an increasing amount in fact as the local wore off but I was warm and comfortable. Lacen, to my surprise, stepped out of his basket and curled up next to my own, I felt safe with him so close and my eyes eventually started to droop. Safe, Warm, reasonably comfortable, I was asleep soon after.