A string of semen hits me right across the nose.
It also got into my eyes and instantly sent a sharp sting through me. It doesn't matter how much I experience that, it always feels awful each time.
"Take that, you filthy whore!" The bulky man groaned as he finished, his limbs trembling a little as he completely climaxed over me, through the cage I was locked up in. He squeezed his length for the last drop of semen before tucking his manhood back into his breeches, then he was sneering at me before walking away.
Instantly, the next man in line stepped forward and instantly began to stroke himself fast, disgust painted across his scrunched face as he spat at me and called me every vile name out there, then he finished over me and left, then a different person stepped forward again, and again, and again…
That was how it has always been since the moment my life turned from bad to worse.
I've never had an easy life since I was born a slave and grew up being treated as such. However, the moment I turned sixteen- the day every girl in our pack finds their true mate, I didn't find myself any mate. I knew there was a chance I wouldn't find a mate that day, since unlike other normal people in the pack that had a wolf since the moment they were born, I was completely wolfless.
So, I knew that even if I found a mate that day, I'd get rejected instantly. However, if that had happened, it would have been so much better for me, because that way, at least my entire life won't turn into a disaster overnight.
One moment, I was serving drinks to the court members and the royal members of the pack when it happened. All of a sudden, I was emitting a strange scent, one that grew stronger with each second. Along with that, I was also suddenly in pain and writhing on the ground. I didn't even realize that my scent was affecting every man present in that moment till they all pounced on me at the same time.
I didn't remember what happened next. I passed out from panic, and on waking up, I was already locked up and informed that I wouldn't be getting set free because of the disaster I had brought over the pack.
No one knew why I was emitting that scent, or why I was in a constant heat, especially since I was wolfless, so getting a heat was supposed to be impossible for me. All efforts to cure me of the weird heat were fruitless, so I remained locked away. They regularly fed me a herb that stopped me from producing slick, but the constant cramping and my and my unusual scent remained.
Since my scent was still affecting every man in the pack— mated and unmated, making them desire me against their will, it was safer for me to remain locked up, or everyone's sanity. Luckily for the pack members, a rare herb was later discovered, and if the men of the pack drink the right dosage each morning, they'd be immune to my scent for the whole day. Should they miss it, they'd be aroused from a whiff of my scent.
It was such an inconvenience to everyone, which was why no one objected when some of the men who couldn't resist me despite using those herbs, began to come over to the pack's square where my see through cage was at, to come get themselves off, directly over my face and body.
Day after day, men came and got themselves off this way, pouring their semen over me. Each night, I'm allowed to shower in the pack's stream so I could wash off the excess semen over my entire body.
It was torture. It was the life I've been forced to live for the past one year.
I sighed and pursed my lips, watching through my cage as three women approached my cage, furious expressions across their faces. This happens every single day, women coming over to drag their mates- who gave into the desire to come get themselves off over my barely clothed body-- away from me, while spewing curses at me, like any of this was my fault.
"Why can't the pack alpha just kill her? She has completely ruined this pack!" A different women yelled. I didn't even notice her approach. The women standing beside her nodded as they regarded me with disgust. Women were immune to my heat, but they also had to suffer since their mates, who are not supposed to find another woman's scent appealing, are all obsessed with mine.
I felt sorry for them, and it made me hate myself more, that I was ruining so many people's lives by being a freak.
"Since she got this wretched heat a year ago, my husband barely scents me anymore. It's because her heat scent which constantly clings to the air is more appealing to him." The first human painfully lamented and my heart got stabbed with guilt.
"Mine prefers to come here each day to use his hand while watching her. He barely touches me, and it was since her heat began." A different woman lamented. I want to badly apologise, but that would only piss them off more.
They talked some more and ended up spitting on me and wishing me death before finally leaving.
I let out a long sigh once alone, while wondering what's gonna be my fate, because I knew I couldn't live the rest of my life this way. I was of no use to anyone. Perhaps, the alpha king is already preparing to kill me.
I guess that's better than being treated like a semen dump by this pack.
I didn't know who my mother was. She apparently died while giving birth to me. But I had an older sister- who deserted me since birth because she blamed me for our mother's death.
She was also lucky enough to be raised differently than me.
She was raised in the palace after being adopted by the Queen who badly wanted a daughter back then. However, I wasn't as lucky because I was declared cursed from birth, so no one was willing to adopt me, and my only option had been to be brought up as a slave.
I was declared cursed because of my unusual features. I had two hair colors. Half of my hair was white, while the other part was black. My eyes were also two different colors. I was born with a full mouth of teeth, and could walk for one week. It was all just too disturbing and creepy, so as I grew up, I was singled out and massively bullied for being different from everyone.
I had distinctly hoped to flee from the pack after clocking eighteen. But sadly, that was clearly never happening.
Later during the day, my sister paid me a visit. She was brought up as a princess, so some maidens and guards accompanied her as usual.
She hated me from birth, but I grew up craving her attention, affection and acceptance. Like a fool, I still do.
I didn't expect her to throw a rock at me. My arm instantly throbbed as I flinched while she and her girls crackled.
"Cursed bitch. Why don't you just die?" She yelled and threw another rock at me, and this time, blood gushed from my elbow. I tried stopping the bleeding as I begged her to stop. If this was a normal person, the guards usually watching my cage would've stopped them, but she was seen as a princess by everyone, so they all acted oblivious.
"I hate that even though we weren't even brought up together, you still get linked to me just because we're related! You freak. You disgust me." She hurled at me, voice venomous and I flinched before quietly apologetically, because that was all I could do.
I'm sorry. Sorry for being a freak. Sorry for being a disappointment. Sorry for existing.
"Save it for someone who cares! And give up the ghost while at it! Maybe I'll finally forgive you for killing mother, you sick freak."
Her girls crackled and made sure to get in a few more jabs, then they all whirled away, leaving me to reflect on what just happened, while fighting tears.
I furiously wiped at my eyes while wondering why I was crying, knowing it never changed a thing since I was born.
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That night, after I was given the usual measly meal and allowed to wash off, I was dragged off to the palace to my utmost shock- because for the past one year, I've never been allowed to anywhere else.
In the palace, I was thrown on the ground before the king. I instantly glanced around, wondering what was happening right now. My eyes shifted over the foreigners who were present- telling by their different scent. They were lycans.
They were sizing me up and exchanging words between themselves and I frowned in confusion.
The pack's beta spoke. "You see how her scent smells so strongly? That's why we offered you those herbs to take first. If we hadn't; you'd all have been aroused right away."
My frown deepened.
The foreigners nodded, and one rose to his feet and asked.
"So, it's like an unending heat?"
The beta nodded. "Yes. With an irresistible scent. She's the best breeder you can ever come across, and you should definitely take the deal."
I struggled to get to my feet since guards still had me pinned down. They were talking about selling me off right now. To be a freaking breeder??!
"Please, no. I don't wanna be a breeder!" I yelled just as the foreigners nodded and said, "alright, we'll take her then."
I struggled hard. I tried everything I could, from screaming to struggling, to pleading, then sobbing, but nothing worked. One of the foreigners threw me over his shoulders and I cried harder as they began to leave, taking me along with them, to become a breeder—- at age seventeen.