Chapter 3

Shane

"Hyperspace trips are so boring," I tell Curtis, my friend, over the video chat on my tablet.

"Man, you get to travel to Xertia and learn new things about it."

The excitement is evident in his voice.

"I still don't know, why I had to go with them."

"And that worries you, I guess."

"Yes, and I'm still angry at him for taking me with him. I mean, why would the great diplomat Jake Barker need his not good enough gay son for anything?"

"Don't say you are not good enough! You are an amazing artist. Your mother would be so proud of you!" He shouts,

"And forget his bigots' ass. In one week and five days, you can kiss that life goodbye. My dad got us a nice apartment near our university. He put it under the birth name of my other father. So, your father shouldn't find you. I still can't believe he hit you for being gay and threatened to disown you."

"Who knows? Damn, I need to cut our conversation short. We will be out of range for real-time transmission in five minutes. I wish you well, see you."

"Yeah, you too. Do you know you are like a brother to me? Shane, be careful, please."

"I will be bye," I say and cut our connection.

After shutting off the video chat, I lie down on the bed. Dad, what are you up to? Yawning, I shut off the light and turn around to sleep.

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I feel like I'm floating away to some unknown destination. Light flashes behind my eyes. I hear voices near, but I can't move. My body feels weightless and sluggish. Trying to blink my eyes open. I finally manage the sight that greets me makes me hope for a nightmare. Doctors are standing over me with medical devices. I can hear my father… and then darkness swallows me again.

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I wake up disorientated and with a dry throat. My tongue feels like sandpaper in my mouth. I try to get up but my muscle feels like I run a marathon. What the freaking hell happened to me? I try to remember… memories are lurking in a fog…

"Ah, it seems you finally woke up." My Father whispers in my ear,

"Don't try to get up. It's useless. We are not finished with you yet."

"Finished?" I rasp.

"Yes, finished to prepare you for your new purpose. First, I was angry knowing my only son turns out to be gay. I blamed your mother because she made me promise to not send you to the military or diplomatic corps for education. She wanted you to live your dreams and become an artist. An Artist, how vexing. But then I got an idea. Your gayness proves to be useful to me, after all. The king of Xertia, my business partner, is always in search of young fresh meat to fulfill his lust. So, I decided to give you to him as a present. For this, I had you modified to a human omega. You should thank me."

To shocked to reply, I try to grasp what he tells me. It can't be right. He wants to gift me like I'm a thing.

"I'm a person. You can't do this to me!"

He just starts laughing.

"But I did already, my son. In three days, you will be with your new master. He will break you in, then you will be his perfect little pet."

Turning around to the doctor, he asks them.

"When will you be finished with him?"

"We only need to adjust his new hormone glands and do some additional tests. Everything will be to your satisfaction, Mr. Barker. He will be ready before we fall out of hyperspace." One of the doctor replies.

"Good, Wesley, see to it that he will be escorted to his room when he is finished. Keep the door locked and place two guards outside. We wouldn't want him to try to flee. Even when there is nowhere to go. Take his tablet and any other electronic devices."

I hear the opening of the door, and he leaves the room.

"Wesley, please don't do this. This is madness." I try to plead.

But he just breaks eye contact.

"Doctors, please call me when the pet is ready."

He says and leaves the room. I can feel a sting in my left arm, everything turns fuzzy. Darkness greets my fears.