My Ruthless Dominant Omega

Chaotic and never ending. Caxton and Wurdles fight for no complete reason. Despite their packs, they're the highest ranked in every aspect of stability. But suddenly, Caxtons disappeared. Wurdles are claiming both lands as they assume Caxton has gone insane and fully changed with humans. "ACK!" Quinlan Wurdles, the fourth generation pack leader, tried his best to get out of the grip of the omega in front of him. Using his full force, he jumps and kicked the omega who's reeking that 'wild sweet' scent. Even before then, the omega had thrown him to the ground. Quinlan covered his nose to protect his sanity from the dominant omega by helping himself to stand. 's**t, I should've just walked away from the smell.' The omega laughs sarcastically. "Wow, an alpha. Disgusting." The soft features of the omega and the sharp elegant eyes it has go opposite to its dull and ruthless behavior. "W-who are you?! You're an omega in heat! You shouldn't be in our territory!" Quinlan dragged his feet backwards as he felt the scent was getting stronger every second. But the omega stopped smiling. The smirk becomes a frown and the smell changes from 'wild sweet' to a 'dangerous' scent. "Your land? You say? Do you mean our territory? Useless alphas like you should know your limits. At the peak of time, I'll let this pass. But be sure to leave when I come back." Along with the fogs covering the forest, the ruthless dominant omega who shackled him and along with it's scent actually disappeared anonymously. Just in time when the sun rises and warmness creeps his cold-shocked body, Quinlan realizes one thing: Danger.