Chapter Twenty One

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(Hello, all! Thank you for being patient with me and my irregular updates. I hope you all enjoy this chapter! This chapter will trigger warnings of sexual and physical assault. Thanks for reading! - Wolf)

Keith smiled at Lotor as the taller male spoke of his time away from his old town. The two had planned to meet up the weekend after their first catch-up at the coffee shop. They had agreed to meet at the coffee shop again.

As Lotor talked, Keith picked at his chocolate chip muffin and sipped at his iced caramel latte. He had his knees tucked underneath him on the cushioned chair in the back of the shop. The alpha talked with his hands and messed with his shiny white hair.

Even though Keith enjoyed Lotor's company, he had been feeling strange all day. When he woke up he felt hot and shaky. He'd passed it off as nerves, but the feelings hadn't gone away after he'd met up with Lotor.

"Keith? Are you okay?" Lotor's deep, smooth voice broke Keith out of his thoughts.

"Huh? O-oh, yeah. Just feeling a little off today," Keith replied, his voice trembling slightly as he took a long sip of his coffee.

Lotor tilted his head, nodding in agreement. "Yeah. Your scent is different. I wasn't going to mention anything..." Lotor knew exactly what was going on with Keith. He could tell that the omega had begun his pre-heat cycle.

"I think I'm getting sick. I feel really warm and all I wanna do is curl up in a pile of blankets," Keith mumbled, curling up tighter as if to mimic being wrapped in blankets.

"Do you want to come to my place and rest for a bit?" Lotor asked sweetly, hiding his underlying motives.

"That sounds nice. Just let me go to the bathroom first. I should also text Lance to let him know," Keith spoke quietly as he stood up on shaking legs. "I'll be right back."

Lotor forced a smile until Keith turned his back when it turned into a snarl. His canines elongated and his pupils dilated to slits.

Pidge was working that day and the moment Keith came inside, she knew he was going into heat. She didn't want to embarrass her friend in front of everyone, so she waited until she could get the other omega alone. When she turned to follow Keith into the bathroom, a harsh scent hit her nose. A shiver ran down her spine. She could tell that the smell came from Lotor and it was filled with bad motivations.

"Keith?" Pidge called into the men's bathroom, quietly slipping inside the room.

"Y-yeah?" A soft, shaky whimper came from one of the stalls.

"You don't know what's going on, do you?"

"N-no... I-I'm hot and I want Lance... I feel sticky..."

"You're going into heat. Have you called Lance yet?"

"I just did. H-he's coming to pick me up soon," replied Keith, his breath wobbly.

"Alright. I need to get back to the counter. I'll tell Lance that you're in here when he arrives, okay?"

"Okay..."

Pidge left the bathroom somewhat reluctantly, afraid that when she left, Lotor would take the chance to attack Keith. Biting her lip, she looked over her shoulder as she walked back to the counter.

Lotor had kept his eyes on the petite girl until she left the bathroom. Once she had returned to her post, he stood and sauntered to the bathroom, his hair flowing behind him. He opened the door quietly and locked it behind him.

Keith sniffed the air, detecting the powerful scent of an alpha. He could tell it was Lotor, which relaxed him. He knew Lotor would never do anything to hurt him.

"L-Lotor?" Keith squeaked, pushing open the door to his stall. His eyes were big and his lower lip trembled.

"Hey, Keith. Feeling any better?" Lotor asked, walking over to Keith's stall. His face had a concerned look, which was completely staged.

"N-not really... L-Lance is gonna pick me up s-soon..." mumbled the omega, trying to smile.

"Don't worry, love. You're gonna be just fine," Lotor cooed, coming into the stall where Keith had been hiding.

"Um... Lotor?" Keith squeaked, confused when Lotor locked the stall behind him. "What a-are you doing?"

"I'm going to take good care of you, darling. Don't worry."

Lotor backed Keith into the corner, grinning like a predator. He gripped Keith's slim hips, digging his nails into the bones.

"N-no! S-stop! Lotor, what are y-you doing?!" Keith cried, pushing at Lotor's chest.

"Shut up."

Keith tried to protest, but he found that he couldn't. Lotor had used his alpha voice. If an alpha wanted an omega to do something, they could drop their voice an octave and it would force the omega to do what they said.

Tears brimmed Keith's eyes as Lotor leaned down, grazing his teeth against the scent gland beneath Keith's ear. The omega began to writhe and squirm in Lotor's grasp, wanting to get away. He didn't want to be mated by anyone else other than Lance.

"Stay still," growled Lotor. "You are mine."

Somehow, Keith managed to disobey the command and he shoved Lotor off him. He stumbled to the door of the stall, fumbling with the lock for a few moments. He scampered to the door back to the coffee shop, but Lotor caught him before he could get there. Long fingers wrapped around Keith's wrist and he was yanked back.

"Lotor! Stop! Please!" Begged the terrified omega.

"Don't tell me what to do! You don't get to speak. You are nothing. All you are is a filthy omega," Lotor snapped, shoving Keith against the wall and pinning him there with his body. "Your only use is to please alphas and carry pups. You don't get to tell me what to do."

Keith whimpered as tears dripped down his cheeks, squeezing his eyes shut as Lotor began to snake his hand underneath Keith's shirt. Goosebumps rose on Keith's skin as disgust took over him.

"Let me go! Lotor, please don't do this!" Pleaded Keith, thrashing against the larger man. His struggling was futile, for Lotor was stronger than him even when Keith wasn't in heat, but the effects of the oncoming heat made Keith weaker.

"Shut up!" Lotor fisted his hand in Keith's hair, yanking the younger male's head back violently.

Keith let out a choked sob. He yelped when Lotor's cold fingers dipped down beneath his waistband. That was the moment when he started fighting back harder. Despite the commands of the alpha currently pinning him down, he managed to speak.

"Help! Pidge! Someone! Help me!" He screamed, slipping out of Lotor's arms and scrambling to the door. After a few tugs of the handle, he figured out that this door was also locked. "Help!"

"Get back here, you ungrateful bitch!"

Keith's fingers wrapped around the lock, but Lotor snagged the back of Keith's shirt, his sharp nails ripping through the fabric. Thankfully, one of the staff members unlocked the door before Lotor could yank Keith back into one of the stalls.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Exclaimed the staff member, running to Lotor and pushing him back so Keith could escape.

Keith rushed out of the bathroom, his face streaked with tears and his breathing ragged. He burst out of the coffee shop, scanning the cars for Lance. The bright blue caught his eye almost immediately and he took off in its' direction. He opened the passenger side door viciously, climbing into the car.

"Honeybadger? What's wrong?" Lance asked, noticing the drastic change in Keith's scent right away.

"L-Lotor... H-He attacked m-me... C-cuz of my heat," Keith hiccuped, pulling his knees into his chest after putting on his seatbelt.

"He what?!" Snarled the alpha, blood boiling at the thought of someone else touching his omega.

Keith flinched at the tone, letting out a soft whimper. Lance reached over and took Keith's hand in his to show that he wasn't going to hurt Keith. He had to force the raging alpha inside down in order to keep himself from running into the café and tearing Lotor apart. He didn't want to freak Keith out even more.

"I'm going to kill that motherfucker. I swear to fucking God. If he comes near you ever again, call me," Lance said, giving Keith's hand a gentle squeeze.

"O-Okay... C-Can we just go? I-I need t-to get away from here," Keith said, gripping Lance's hand tightly.

"Of course. We'll go to my place and you'll be safe there with me. Okay?"

"O-Okay."

Lance kept his fingers laced with Keith's as he pulled out of the parking space and began the drive to his house and Keith hid his face in his knees, taking deep breaths to calm his heartbeat.


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