Elliot’s POV:

As we pull up to the pack house I can’t help but feel excited. I know that he won’t be my mate but… what if? Maybe he could be my mate and save me from my house. 

“Don’t get excited omega. He won’t be your mate.” Dad says decisively. I deflate and nod my head. 

We step out and are greeted by a boy. He looks about my age, leen, kinda tall.

“Beta Payton.” My father says cooly. The boy, Payton I guess, looks flustered by my fathers greeting.

“Uh- yes hello. And you are?” He asks, collecting himself.

“This is the omega, Elliot.” He pushes me forward roughly. I blush awkwardly, but wave at him. “I’m his father.”

Beta Payton smiles at me softly. “Of course. Alpha Noah is on his way so you can wait in the pavilion with Angela, the other omega.”

Father nods sharply and follows Beta Payton to the pavilion. “Here you go. I’m going to see what’s taking him so long.” Beta Payton smiles tightly.

I look over and see a small, skinny girl. Angela. She looks over at me and I blush and wave for the second time today. Her smile dims and she snarls at me. 

What.

I flinch and look down ashamed.

“You might as well go home now.” Angela looks at her pink nails. “There’s no way a fat omega like you would be the Alpha's mate.” She scoffs.

I shrink in on myself and feel my eyes water. I glance up at my father and see him smirking at me. I try to hold back my tears. They’re right. I could never be the Alpha's mate. I’m fat, ugly. I can feel my distress pheromones being released, making me panic more not wanting anyone to notice. 

“Stop.” My father snarls grasping my neck. I whimper trying to hold back my pheromones.

As I try to hold back my panic I start smelling the most delicious smell. Everyone has a distinct smell, but this is different. Pine needle and smoke. All Alpha. I keep my eyes to the ground paralyzed in shock.

“Alpha!” I hear Angela exclaim excitedly, her high heels clomping on the ground as she runs up to the Alpha. 

I glance up to see a man staring at me. His pupils are dilated and I can hear a low rumble coming from his chest as he stares at me. He’s built. Strong. He’s almost over a head taller than me. I find myself whimpering, wanting nothing more than to run up to him and have his strong arms wrapped around me. I want to scent him so everyone knows he’s mine and I’m his. I can’t move. His hot stare has me pinned to my spot.

In the corner of my mind I hear my dad mutter a ‘what the fuck’ as he releases my neck.

But my mind and eyes don’t leave him. 

“Mate” My wolf howls, begging me to get closer. Mate. The Alpha is my mate. I watch as he pushes Angela off of him, walking closer to me. 

I take a step. Then another.

I meet him in the middle and he wraps his arms around me surrounding me with his scent. I let out a desperate whine. I want to get closer, but I know it’s impossible.

“Mate.” He mutters, low and rumbly. I don’t think rumbly is a word but I don’t know how to describe it. The sound of his voice makes me wet. I feel my cock stir and my hole starts to produce slick. 

I want him in me. I want him to mount me. I want him.

I hear him growl a feral growl. “I can smell your slick omega.” He growels hotly into my ear, licking the shell. He says omega but it doesn’t sound like an insult, but a compliment. I hear the love in his voice. Or maybe lust. I couldn’t care less.

He moves his leg in between my thighs and presses against my hard on. I feel his erection on my stomach. I let out a needy whine and press myself into him. My pants feel wet with slick. 

I can’t think of anything. Not that we're outside. Not that we have an audience. Not that this is the first time we’ve met. All I know is him.

“You’re so fucking sexy.” He groans, grabbing handfuls of  my ass. My omega preens at the compliment, feeling giddy. I moan and grind against his leg.

“Someones horny.” He teases moving his hand to my front to rub my dick through my jeans. “God, and these fucking jeans. So tight.”

I moan a high pitched moan. I know my face, and probably everywhere else, is flushed bright red.

“Uh… Noah?” A voice that is definitely not my Alpha falls on my ears. 

I hear my mate growl. “What?” It takes me a minute to figure out he's talking to the voice. 

“You need to let him go. You can’t mount him now.” the voice says. What’s his name? Parker? Payton?

“The hell I can!” I whimper at the idea of my mate ever letting my go. 

“Alpha~” I moan at him.

His head snaps to me and he lets out a feral growl. He grabs me by the arm and spins me around, bending me over so my ass is pressed to his dick.

“Yes~ Alpha...” I moan, pushing my ass on his dick.

I hear him snarl, then I can’t feel him touching me. I whip around to see his large body fall to the ground. I whimper and feel tears well up. I look up in time to see a syringe plunge into my neck. 

Everything goes black

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Payton’s POV:

“Here you go. I’m going to see what’s taking him so long.” I smile tightly. I walk out of the pavilion and to the Alpha’s office where Noah paces. 

“Noah. The omegas are here. Get your butt out there.”

“Ugg.” He pulls on his hair. “What if my mate doesn’t like me? What if neither of them are my mate?!” he asks anxiously. 

“It’ll be fine.” I roll my eyes. “Besides, you’ll never know if you don’t go out there.”

“Who’s out there?”

“Well there is a skinny girl named Ange-”

“WAIT! I don’t want to know!” he yells, stopping me.

“Perfect. Then there’s no problem. Let's go.” I say pulling him out  the door reluctantly. “Put on your sexy Alpha pants, and seduce the shit out of your mate, got it?” I say.

Noah straightens up. “Yes sir! Ma’am! Sorry…” he says looking like a kicked puppy. A weird feeling pulls at my gut.

“It’s fine.” I shrug. “You’re learning.”

“Okay. Let’s do this.” Noah says, determined. We get right outside the pavilion when Noah freezes.

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

He inhales sharply. “Mate.” He continues walking to the pavilion with purpose.

I can already tell this is not going to go well. I dial a number I’m very familiar with. 

“Jason. We’re going to need you down here.”

“Where?” Jason asks.

“The pavilion, for Noah's mate meeting. Bring the tranquiliser.”

“Ah. Got it.”

I hang up and continue into the pavilion. I see Noah staring at the boy. Elliot. Elliot’s rooted to the spot looking at Noh in shock. Noah pushes the other girl, Angela, to the floor and starts after the boy. They meet in the middle and wrap their arms around each other. I watch as they take in each other's scent.

Then it changes. Noah grabs handfuls of Elliots’ ass and and I here Elliot whine and pant as Noah low growl whispers in his ear. Even I can smell the sex pheromones fill the air. I look over to see Angela staring at them in shock and disgust. Elliots’ father stands to the side looking horrified.

I hear someone run up behind me. I turn to see Jason panting, the tranquilizers in his hand. 

“Ugh… there is a reason I’m a… doctor, not a soldier. Oof.” Jason whines. “Anywho where- oh.” Jason observes the scene that is Elliot and Noah. “I guess this is the reason for the tranqs.”

“Yep.” I sigh. “Just do it.”

I try to reason with Noah, to let Elliot go, but I know he won't listen. I nod to Jason

“You got it.” Jason approaches Noah slowly. Elliot is turned so his ass is pressed into Noah's crotch both grinding. 

Jason plunges the syringe into Noah's neck. Noah collapses and Elliot turns around upset that his mate is not touching him. HIs eyes turn wide as he sees Jason plunge the syringe into his neck too.

I look at the two crumpled bodies on the ground and the two bystanders watching in horror. 

I sigh “Yay…” 

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Sorry it took so long.