Rylan
The moment I saw Icarus at the party, I knew that something was wrong.
His friends were avoiding him, not even paying attention to him, and he didn’t seem to be trying to approach them either. There was this tension between them that even unsettled me, and made me wonder what was wrong.
I didn’t like the fact either that Icarus was downing drink after drink, obviously a little drunk. I didn’t like the fact that others were looking at him, eyeing him up as he stood there oblivious, dressed in nice skinny jeans and a fitted t-shirt.
Mine…
I looked over and saw Evan gazing at Icarus, standing with his friends. I could see the look in his eyes, knowing he was no doubt thinking about using Icarus’ drunkenness to his own advantage. I knew I was going to have to watch over him tonight, but I didn’t think it would be this bad.
I sighed, setting down my drink, deciding I wasn’t going to drink tonight so I can make sure that Icarus was okay. Icarus walked around, greeting everyone, his words slightly slurred. His eyes looked dark and heavy, and this was the most I have seen him talk to anyone before.
I saw the lustful looks he was receiving, them no doubt surprised as well. He was a walking taste of temptation, and every damn, sensible person in this cabin knew it too.
I practically saw red when I saw one of the dumb Recessive Alphas reach out, trying to touch Icarus’ butt. I crossed the room in an instant, grabbing his wrist before he could do so. I heard the sickening crack as his wrist snapped, a cry of pain escaping his lips.
The Alpha fell to his knees, cradling his broken wrist against his chest as he fought back the tears. He would heal, slowly, because Alphas were capable of doing that, but it was going to hurt for a while. Icarus was drunkenly looking at me, his breathing slightly heavy.
If I wasn’t mistaken, he was looking at me like he wanted to jump me… and not in the fighting kind of way.
“I don’t believe he said you could touch him.” I growled softly, glaring down at the pathetic shit of an Alpha, “taking advantage of an intoxicated person… not very noble of you.”
“I’m sorry.” He cried, my pheromones pressing him down, making everyone around us cower away, “I didn’t mean any harm. He just looked… inviting.”
He really wanted to get another broken bone, I thought to myself, looking away, “well, he isn’t for you, surely when he’s not sober enough to know what he wants right now. It doesn’t matter whether or not he is inviting you or not. You should be on the more sensible side.”
“Sorry.” He muttered, trying to shrink away from me.
I was going to hurt him, feeling like I wanted to again, but an arm slipped around mine, and I looked down, a little shocked to see Icarus nuzzling into my side, sighing in content.
For a brief moment, I swore I smelled something sweet, like the scent of an Omega, but it was gone as quickly as it came.
What is that?
For whatever reason, the desire inside of me to get Icarus away from here was high. That the other Alphas around us, including his friends, were a threat. I drew in a deep breath, putting my arm around Icarus, protecting him from the eyes of others.
“Come on,” I told Icarus, feeling his body swaying against my own, “let’s get back to the cabin. It looks like you’ll need to sleep this off.”
I ignored everyone watching us as I carefully guided him out of the cabin. Icarus stumbled along beside me, nearly tripping over his feet as he made his way along. It was obvious that he really had way too much to drink, and I could only imagine what would have happened if I wasn’t here with him. Just the idea of those bastards touching what is mine made me furious.
“Where are we going?” Icarus slurred his words, looking like he was going to pass out at any moment.
“To the cabin.” I told him, practically carrying him up the stairs, “you’re more drunk than I thought you would get tonight. What happened?”
“Nothing.” Icarus muttered.
Although he was drunk, I instantly noticed the bitterness in his voice.
I knew then that something must have happened that made him get this way, and it must’ve had something to do with his friends. I almost subconsciously held him closer, feeling this primal need to protect him. These things he makes me feel, I wanted to get to the bottom of it.
I opened the door to his room, turning on the light. Setting him down on the bed, I started to turn away to get him something more comfortable to wear to sleep, but I was stopped when he grabbed the collar of my shirt, yanking me down. My palms landed on the bed on either side of his head, holding myself up so I didn’t crush him. I thought it was a fluke, that he didn’t mean to do it.
“Icarus-” I started to speak his name, but it almost immediately came to a stop.
I was beyond stunned as he pulled me closer, a slight smile on his beautiful lips before they met mine in a soft kiss. And that’s when I smelled that sweet, succulent scent once more, filling my senses. It was coming from Icarus, attracting the Alpha inside of me.
It dawned on me then about what Icarus was hiding… and it made me very happy.
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