in another life

Her back was pressed against the exterior wall of the tavern. The moon was already hanging high above her head, surrounded by a mass of twinkling stars. Tears crawled down her face hearing the men's laughter echoing inside. Bunny could still feel their hands...all over her. The coins the old man had slipped into her dress pocket weighed heavy as she forced herself to push away from the wall and move along. For your service, he had told her, knowing full well she hadn't been offering what they had taken.

Sometimes she ran errands for the barkeep for bread, but never again. She'd never step food inside another tavern. Her hands held on to fistfuls of her skirt as she sniffled, walking through the dark, almost abandoned streets of the city. Searching for anywhere she felt was safe enough to rest her head. A back alley, underneath an empty vendor stall, the church steps. Bunny never thought this would be her life. Her father had made amazing money as the kingdoms blacksmith, everyone loved him... But now that he was gone, no one seemed to care or remember he had a daughter.

Sinking down onto a bench outside of the cathedral, Bunny laid down on her side and wrapped her arms around her torso. The relief knowing she had money to get something to eat in the morning did little to stop the aching she felt between her legs. It didn't help her forget the dried semen on her thighs.

Bunny had barely closed her eyes before she beard the clinking of guards armor. You've gotta be kidding me... Tears welled in her eyes again as she forced herself to get up off the bench, quickly running to hide behind one of the pillars leading up to the steeple. Guards always gave the homeless a hard time, especially when it came to them sleeping out on the streets. Especially homeless omega. Knights didn't much care because it wasn't their job to, but still, Bunny hadn't stopped to check who it had been.

It was in Henry's blood to be a leader. As an alpha, it came as no surprise to him when he became a knight. He was calm in moments of stress, in moments that other people would have panicked. Perhaps the easiest part for him was the fact that he was built of muscle. Even as a young child, Henry had been bigger than other boys his age. Now, he was one of the lead knights in the kingdom's army. He was in line to become the commander of the army when the current one passed away. It was a source of pride for Henry, not something he was ever going to stop pursuing.

It wasn't very often at all that Henry was offered the chance to step away from the castle. He usually just had a mug of ale there but sometimes, Henry needed to step away entirely. He still wore his armour because it leveled him a certain layer of protection, people weren't generally foolish enough to bother him if he wore his armour. Sighing as he adjusted the sword at his side, Henry turned onto the street that led him right passed the church before leading to a bar at the very end of the street.

Henry lifted his nose in the air, his brows pulling together at the scent that washed over him. There was no describing the fear and dread that was coming off of an omega. His face scrunched as his paused in his movements, looking up toward the church doors. He was a knight, a man of honour. It wasn't something that he would ever waver in. Knights were meant to be chivalrous and kind to those around them, particularly to care for omegas in distress.

Deciding that he couldn't see anything, Henry started to turn back in the direction that he was headed until he caught sight of Bunny hiding behind one of the pillars.

Henry straightened and gave the young omega a bright smile as he stepped forward, forcing himself to relax. "Omega?" He called, sounding unsure as he came to a stop just at the start of the steps. She appeared so frightened already, Henry didn't want to make thee situation any worse than it already was. "Can you tell me what's wrong? Please? Why're you out here, all alone?"