Dominant Enemies… and mates

You’ve Been Warned

{ Laurent }

I wake up on Friday morning feeling strange.

There is something about the energy of this day that is making me feel nervous or anxious and I have no idea what it is.

I venture to guess that it’s my alpha instinct telling me something, but having this instinct would be much more beneficial if it were a clear warning and not just anxiety.

The feeling is so intense that I don't even feel like going out to the coffee shop, I stay in my apartment all day. I also have to use the kitchen to make something other than cereal or sandwiches and I burn my fücking hand trying.

"Ah, fück!" I yell and drop the frying pan I stupidly tried to carry with my bare hand, making a mess on the floor with what was supposed to be my food. Is this what my wolf was trying to warn me about? That I would burn my stupid hand and be left with nothing to eat? "I give up."

Instead of continuing to try to cook, I order a pizza and start cleaning up, trying to ignore the pain in my hand. My parents told me I shouldn’t eat junk food every day, but what else can I do? It's not like my dad taught me how to cook anyway. It's not like he makes a lot of home-cooked meals, either.

I finish eating the whole pizza and dawdle for the rest of the day, still with that weird feeling causing me anxiety, until Christian starts talking on the group chat trying to put together a plan for tonight. I don't feel like doing anything so I just ignore the messages, until everyone starts texting me personally, as if they need me specifically to have fun.

I wish I could appreciate this popularity I'm having in Tallahide, but it's really just annoying me. I don't understand why everyone acts like I'm the coolest guy in the world when I know I'm not. I only hang out with them to flirt with Miranda, get drunk, and intensely watch everything that goes on at Owl's, but I don't even act like them. I don’t get crazy or naked or high like them.

I tell them I don't feel like going out and some of them understand, but Christian isn't taking no for an answer and that's how I end up having a forced party in my apartment.

Christian, Miranda, Devin and Chloe, a new omega I didn't know, arrive at my place at ten. They bring food, snacks, bottles and weed. I try to smile and act like I'm happy to see them, but the feeling of uncomfortableness and anxiety is getting stronger and stronger.

"Hey... how do you deal with the alpha instinct when it's telling you something you don't understand?" I ask Christian some time later. My 'mentor' smiles as he always does when I ask him a question, happy to feel superior for a while.

“The instinct isn't to tell you something, it's to warn you," he starts and I curse internally, "It just means you have to be alert and ready to deal with any situation, but if it's too intense just... try not to think about it. I don't think any calamity is going to happen tonight, buddy. I recommend you relax."

"I don't know," I mutter, glancing at the pipe he offers me, to ‘relax’. I've never smoked weed before, but Christian is right, what calamity can happen tonight? So I finally nod and pick it up to give it a hit.

A short time later, the alcohol and weed start to do their thing and I actually feel relaxed for the first time all day, my wolf's presence diminishes and I can enjoy myself.

I grab Miranda and pull her until she can sit on my lap. Miranda wastes no time, she immediately gets her hands under my shirt.

"You're always so demure," she says with a giggle as she lifts the shirt higher and higher until I have to lift my arms and let her take it off. I don’t even know what ‘demure’ means, "You make me feel like a grooming cougar, I always have to be the one to undress you."

"He's still an innocent little boy," Devin says from his own seat on a couch, trying to make it sound like it's a joke, but the envy in his eyes as he looks at us says something different. He's the only beta here, the only one who doesn't have someone and the only loser who does nothing but follow Christian around like he's his dog, so I don't mind his comment at all.

"You can take away my innocence," I whisper towards Miranda, my head is still scattered but I think I'm in a good state. I'm calm but not feeling like I'm going to pass out at any moment, like that one time. Miranda smiles as if my words have pleased her and takes my lips, kissing me hard.

This time I seriously want to lose my virginity and it seems like a good time because I can go to my own room instead to a private room in Owl’s, so I bury a hand in her long brown hair and pull her tighter to me, gluing our bodies together and forcing myself to feel... aroused, because I’m not really that into her yet.

I'm so focused on it that I don't realize someone opened the door until I hear some familiar voices.

"Surprise..." says Alex sounding excited at first and confused at the end.

"Hello... oh, shït," Rio blurts out and my head explodes. I'm so shocked to see them here that I can only turn away from Miranda's mouth and look towards the door, unable to believe my eyes.

I can't react at all, until....

"It's quite a party, huh?" It's Kingsley.

The blood in my body turns icy cold. I immediately stand up in disbelief, causing Miranda to almost fall to the floor. Or maybe she did, I have no idea because all my attention is solely on Kingsley.

He's wearing those big grandpa pants again that fall on his hips bones and reveal a part of his stomach along with a short top that reveals his belly button. His hair is longer, in that way that I like.

"What? W-what are you... what?" I stutter, not knowing what to say or even what to think.

Could it be that the weed is hitting me harder all of a sudden or what? How is this even possible? What the hell is he doing here?

"Why weren't we required at this little party?" Kingsley asks. And he's smiling in that way. I know that smile and that fake calmness he seems to have. King is not happy at all. I especially notice when he looks behind me, at Miranda, and he gets even un-happier.

I just look at my cousins and the three of us share our complete confusion with just our eyes. I can't believe they didn't tell me about this. And now that I'm looking over there, I realize that King's best friend Lisa is here too, looking scared, like she knows something is going to happen. She knows that smile too.

"Of course you can join the party," Christian says and once again I lose my shït when I realize what's going on. I didn't ever need Christian to meet King, absolutely not. I need... I really need to make Kingsley leave right now, I need to get him away from Christian, "Hey everyone. I take it you two are Alex and Rio? And you're Johnny, aren't you?"

"No," Kingsley replies in his usual nasty pissy voice, not responding to Christian's flirtatious tone. He just starts to move closer to spout a million insults at me, probably.

"If you're not Johnny then what's your name, baby?" Christian asks, not noticing the tension or even caring about the omega he still has by his side. I turn to look at him wirh narrowed eyes. He is very lucky my wolf is not at his best right now, "Why are you h...?

"His name is Ugly Bïtch and he's leaving right now," I spit, trying to make my voice sound as horrible as possible and not make my nerves obvious because I don't want Christian to keep looking at him. He's obviously attracted to King and I don't want him even jokingly trying anything with him. I don't want Kingsley here at all, what the fück were the twins thinking, bringing him? "I didn't invite you because I obviously don't want you here, Ugly Bïtch. So go away."

King's jaw twitches to the side as my words accomplish the task and offend him, but instead of exploding at me and walking out of my apartment, Kingsley moves even closer and his eyes drop to my chest and then, in the middle of a second, all the energy shifts in my living room as his light eyes dilate.

I know what that means so my heart stops completely, especially when he stops looking at me and moves his focus to Miranda. He moves so fast my slow brain fails to process it, I just know he suddenly has Miranda nailed against the wall behind us, squeezing her neck so hard that Miranda's feet aren’t even touching the ground and her face immediately turns red.

"You're lucky I'm deciding not to rip your head off right now, but I definitely will if you ever get your fücking hands on his body again. Do you understand?" He demands in a heavy, powerful voice, but his hand around Miranda's throat is getting tighter and tighter so she can't speak. She's terrified and only moments away from stopping breathing, but I can't move.

"Stop this right now," Christian commands, getting up from the couch and his voice full of alpha power, I guess, from the way everyone gets uncomfortable and looks down, except for me. And King, "Let her go, Omega. That's a direct order."

"And who the fück do you think you are, trying to order me around?" Omega asks, deciding to throw Miranda aside, making her fall to the floor with a hollow, loud sound, "You think you can dominate me? Don’t make me laugh.”

My mind still feels all over the place because of that damn weed and things still feel like they’re in slow motion, but as soon as I see Christian approach Kingsley with dilated eyes, I snap out of my transe.

"I am the Alpha of this clan," Christian growls, but I grab Kingsley's slender arm and pull him hard until I can shove him behind me, "You're out of your mind if you f-"

"He's going to leave. I'll deal with him," I interrupt, getting his eyes to move to me, "He won't cause trouble anymore, I'll send him back to Fallonmore."

"I'm not just going to let someone come to my clan to attack one of my people," Christian growls, angrier now, "Show me your submission now, Omega."

"Fück you, pathetic excuse of an alpha, you couldn't make me submit even if you tried," King spits from behind me, trying to escape and Christian's face breaks, I can see he’s reaching the end of his patience.

I really need to step up and fix this.