A/N: I'll understand if you all decide to stop reading this fic because of the direction it's heading, so I hope in return, you all can understand that I'll not be changing the plot because of your requests. Lastly, I promise it will be a happy ending. 

Sungmin was never really afraid of the dark. He used to roam around the orphanage in the dark at night when he couldn't sleep, checking up on the other children. More often than not, he found comfort in the darkness, where nobody could see him, where nobody could judge him.

But perhaps it was because of this same fact that made the loneliness unbearable in this confined room that was robbed of all light. Sungmin wasn't even sure if he should call it a room, but there was nobody around watching him, at least not right outside. The main entrance to this dungeon-like place was so far away he could only occasionally hear the creaking of the iron door.

Even if someone did come to send him food, the loneliness didn't go away. He did not care for the food, nor the people that walked in… He only cared about him.

Him, that he missed so badly.

Him, that he wished he was still right beside.

Him…The alpha… that he betrayed.  

Sungmin tucked his legs further up, hugging himself as the contact with the cold floor caused a shiver to run through him. No matter how much he tried to deny and ignore, the clinking of the thick silver chain around his neck was a painful reminder of his current status.

When he heard the creak of the iron door again, the only thought running through his mind was that it was probably evening or night, though his stomach had another concern from its rumbling. He heard the footsteps nearing, but unlike in the afternoon when a guard shouted at him and slid the food tray in harshly, there was an unconfident voice.

“Sungmin…?”

He recognised that voice, a friendly one in his memory, but his mouth refused to move.

“Sungmin hyung… I'm Henry. Are you…okay?” A few seconds of silence hung in the air before the fellow omega sighed. “What am I asking.. Of course you're not okay.” There was the sound of the metal sliding, followed by the tray being pushed into the cell. “I brought you dinner. You should eat… Siwon hyung will be worried.”

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“If it's not because Young Master Siwon would get worried about your worthless life, I would whip you into submission, pretty .”

He winced as Jong grabbed a handful of his hair that was still wet from the water splashed at an attempt to wake him, yanking his head backwards. Glaring, he clenched his fists around the silver chains binding his wrists that held him upright, the burning the only thing keeping him conscious. “What do you want?”

A smile slowly spread across Jong’s face. “I told you just now, didn't I? You now belong to Young Master Siwon, and as an ex-owner and trainer at a e house, I have the responsibility to train you to be an obedient omega for your master…” A chill ran down his as the alpha leaned close, whispering in a low tone into his ear, “till he gets rid of you… And then, you'll be my obedient . Mine to play with…” Sungmin struggled as a hand ran down his torso, snaking towards his private area, but the chains around his ankles kept his legs in place, rendering his efforts useless. “Mine to earn money with…” He groaned as the hand grabbed harshly. “My very own black omega .”

Even with the silver suppressing his wolf and the new surge in his submissiveness, Sungmin still felt the rage exploding in him. He growled, his claws extending as his canine teeth went straight for the hand holding his head. “I'm not yours. And I'm not Siwon’s either!”

I belong to him.

The alpha released him, backing off with both hands raised and an amused look on his face. “Woah, so this is the legendary feisty ex-omega of Cho Kyuhyun’s.” Jong chuckled as he reached into a pocket, pulling out a keychain figurine that looked too familiar. “You think you still belong to him?” Tears blurred the sight of the basketball player figurine swinging on the finger. Sungmin’s heart skipped a beat as the figurine dropped to the ground, breaking in a deafening crack as Jong’s foot came down on it. “You are no longer his. You belong to our Young Master Siwon now.”

“I do not belong to Choi Siwon!” He exclaimed, holding back the hot tears as he tugged at the chains burning all his limbs.

I belong to him.

Jong’s irritating chuckles augmented in volume. “I wish you didn't too. You're too much trouble for an omega, but his scent on you and that mark on your wrist is undeniable.”

“I am not his omega,” he insisted, despite the burning of the mark on his left wrist at the denial. It's the silver, he told himself, refusing to accept the truth. It was Kyuhyun he gave in to last night; he saw his alpha before him during his heat… but when he woke up in chains and a different scent on him, he realised it wasn’t who he thought it was. His mind and body was just lying to him; his animalistic instincts would tell him anything in order to mate, in order to receive a claim… regardless of whether he wanted it. And he had lost to the animal in him, he had enjoyed it, he had betrayed his alpha.

“And that will be our lesson for today – recognising your master,” Jong said, strolling towards the door and opening it. “Come in, boys.”

He would have hidden from the numerous pairs of eyes scanning his body before this, but the chains didn't allow him any freedom, and his heart was broken like the figurine he couldn't take his eyes off that he no longer had a heart to care.

“He's free for you all to play with,” Sungmin heard the hateful voice say, but he was suddenly too tired to even lift his head. His body was worn out from everything that happened, and the silver was draining whatever strength left when he had yet to recover from the claiming the previous night… The claiming from…

“But he belongs to the Young Master,” somebody said, as the crowd formed a spectating semicircle before him.

“He doesn't admit to belonging to Young Master Siwon, so until he cries for the right master, he is free for you all to play with. Master Choi has given his orders; this omega will be trained.”

There were some hesitant steps towards him; others surrounded him from behind, but nobody dared to make a move.

“Go ahead,” Jong stirred, “You all like his smooth, milky skin, don't you? Some of you are already hard. Go ahead, he’s free for you all to mar.”

“Since Jong-nim said so…” He felt the alpha presence neared behind his back, and he flinched when a cold hand caressed his bare neck. A second hand slid up his thigh, the third—

Fight, Sungmin. His voice. Punch, scratch, bite…

A guttural growl ripped free from his throat, and Sungmin yanked at the chains again as he threw his head back, successfully knocking the face of the alpha behind him.

I belong to him.

He heard the sound of the door slamming open, but the harsh slap that came simultaneously sent his head spinning.

“Don't any of you dare to touch him,” the newcomer roared, striding towards him. He shivered when the newcomer stopped in front of him, his submissive nature instinctively responding to the dominance flowing from the alpha. Two fingers gently angled his chin, revealing the red mark of a hand the slap left on his cheek.

“Who did this?” The alpha demanded, spinning around in rage. “I asked a question. Who did this?!”

“Young Master Siwon, you're making a ruckus out of nothing. He has to be trained,” Jong took a step forward as the rest shrunk back into the crowd.

“He is my omega. I will train him on my own.” Siwon proclaimed, and Sungmin couldn't help but shudder at the claiming words.

“Your father has made his wishes clear. The black omega is to remain in custody and training under me until he has served his purpose,” Jong declared without a sign of backing off.

“Release him.” Siwon demanded, glaring at Jong’s guards. “I said release him!”

With a waving gesture from Jong, two guards shuffled forward, unlocking the chains around Sungmin's wrists. The moment the pressure was released, he fell forward from the lack of strength, collapsing into Siwon's hold.

“Don't touch me,” he hissed as loudly as he could, stubbornly pushing the alpha away though his unfaithful body yearned for the warmth.

Siwon insistently held him with one arm around his waist, the other hand coming up to his face. He felt as though he betrayed his alpha again when a firm kiss landed on his forehead, before he was spun around and wrapped in a cloak. “He's mine.” He heard Siwon say, the warmth of the alpha surrounding him from behind. “If any one of you dares to touch him like that again, I'll kill you.”

The alpha growled at the guards who neared, the arms tightening around him protectively.

“Let the guards take him, Young Master,” Jong spoke in an annoyingly polite manner, “There are some things we should discuss with Master Choi.”

He felt the alpha stiffen behind him, but a few tense seconds later, the arms loosened. “Don't worry, Sungmin,” Siwon whispered into his ear. “They won't dare to do anything to you.”

There was a passing urge to attack the alpha who was the cause for everything, but his strength drained further when a coarse chain was wound around his neck, burning his skin as the guards dragged him along by it. Sungmin stumbled, crashing to the ground as his eyes shut tightly. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the broken figure right before his face, but the guards hauled him up when he tried to reach for it.  

“Lock him in the basement,” he heard Jong say, before he lost to the lethargy again.

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“I brought you somet