The Omega Princess and Her Two Leashes - Chapter 92

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Chapter 92

“Princess, have you been holding onto those words? I didn’t really mean…”

“No, not at all.” Arlenrose cut him off sharply. “A mere body can hardly harbor such sentiments.”

“But… it wasn’t what I truly believed. I didn’t actually think…”

“There’s no need to make excuses. Whether you meant it or not is entirely irrelevant to me.”

“But…” Leybid trailed off, swallowing the rest of his words. Her utter indifference made any further attempts at explanation feel foolish.

As they walked, the scenery shifted. Beyond the quaint, picturesque buildings, a different world unfolded beneath the lengthening shadows. This was the back alley Arlenrose had mentioned, a place shrouded in darkness.

Their surroundings turned a dull grey. Unpainted, rough-hewn buildings were covered in moss and mildew. The air hung heavy with the stench of dampness and decay, water trickling from unseen sources.

“Ugh… this is unsettling.” Leybid shuddered.The sights and smells were repulsive enough, but now chilling sounds began to drift from within the buildings.

Moans, cries, screams, shouts, the thud of impacts. The nature of the activities within was unmistakable.

‘Is this a brothel?’

Leybid glanced around, but the atmosphere was unlike any brothel he’d ever seen. The brothels he knew, though discreet, were opulent, with Omega courtesans openly enticing potential clients.

He could have dismissed this as another cultural difference between the Empire and the Kingdom, but a deeper unease settled in his gut. Brothels were, in essence, businesses selling a product. They needed to attract customers, not only with the product itself but also with ambiance and décor. The Empire’s brothels were lavish and alluring, reflecting the pursuit of pleasure.

This place, however, was the antithesis of alluring. It repelled rather than attracted. It was less a brothel, and more…

“Aaaaagh!” A scream ripped through the air. A male Omega burst from a building, only to be dragged back by his hair. Tears streamed down his face as he pleaded, “Please, help me! I can’t take it anymore. I can’t… I’m going to die…”

His desperate cries were met with a cold sneer from the female Alpha dragging him. “Don’t be ridiculous. Do you have any idea how much trouble we went through to get our hands on our Omega?”

Leybid’s jaw dropped. ‘Not bought, but captured? And not “my” Omega, but “our” Omega…?’

As if to confirm his suspicions, a glimpse inside the building revealed a dozen or more Alphas. The moment the Omega was dragged inside, they pounced, pinning his struggling body to the floor. His screams reached a fever pitch.

“Aren’t you… going to help him?” Leybid asked hesitantly.

Arlenrose, her gaze fixed straight ahead, pressed her lips together. “Interfering in every instance like this would be an endless task.”

“But that’s just…”

“Look.” Arlenrose pointed. Leybid followed her gesture, his breath catching in his throat.

In the narrow gap between two buildings, a female Omega was pinned against a wall, a male Alpha thrusting against her. Behind him, a line of other Alphas waited their turn.

Before Leybid could process the horror of the scene, Arlenrose pointed again. This time, an Omega hung suspended like a piece of meat, two Alphas taking turns assaulting him from either side.

It wasn’t limited to the spots she indicated. Once Leybid’s eyes adjusted, he saw it everywhere.

This wasn’t just a brothel. It was a vast holding pen, a horrific warehouse where countless Omegas were imprisoned and used to satisfy the insatiable appetites of Alphas.