Taming The Alpha

The moon raised through the night sky. Another full moon finally came, and that only meant one single thing: the big celebration finally has come. Heinrich, the Alpha of the Cleite clan, was already on the top of the hill, accompanied by Gealach, his wife and Luna, and his son Damien. They were the royal family amongst the clan, and Damien was the successor of his father when he ascend to the heavens. But that destiny seemed still so far from now. “Now, come to me, Cleite Clan”, the voice of Heinrich resounded in all the clan’s territory, just as the other people came to see and hear him. “This night, the thirteenth moon has risen. And so, my son’s birthday has come. Damien today has become an adult alpha”. All the clan started to howl in celebration. Damien was now a fully developed alpha, which meant that, if Heinrich desired to retire from his charge, his son can totally take the position as the Alpha Wolf in the pack. He even could pick an Omega from the clan, and mate with her to make her his Luna, just as Gealach —Gellie for his family and his courtesans— was Heinrich’s Luna. Damien then stepped in front of the clan, in front of his father, and howled to the moon in the sky. Everybody then accompanied him into his howl. Was truly a celebration, and the young adult werewolf was very excited to finally reach the age. “Then, let the banquet begins” Heinrich said, and everybody went to the big tablet at the center of the clearing in the forest. Still on the top of the hill, the royal family stood. Heinrich looked at Damien, and hugged him with pride. “My son, my beautiful son. Finally, you have become a man”, he said, looking at Damien’s eyes. “I have waited for so long, father," Damien said. “I have only lived for this moment, to become an adult alpha, and being ready to succeed you”. “Damien, my dear Damien” Gellie said, approaching to them and hugging his son too. “There is more than just becoming an adult to being a great leader”. “I know, mother”, Damien answered to her calmly. “But I can’t just stop thinking about it. Now I am an adult, and as the son of the Alpha, someday I will ascend to the throne”. “Then, keep going with your training, Damien”, Heinrich said, slapping carefully his son’s cheeks. “Now, go and celebrate with your people”. Damien obeyed to his father, and went to the crowd to eat and party with the rest of the clan. He even was dancing and laughing with a young and beautiful Omega. Her name was Amanda, and as she was very beautiful, intelligent and responsible, Heinrich and Gellie saw in her the perfect Luna for their son. Their cubs will be as beautiful as their mother will and strong as their father will, the Alpha and his Luna would say, imagining how many grandchildren they would have. Of course, as long as the war between clans does not explode suddenly, those cubs will have an easy and comfortable childhood. Nevertheless, that was talking too early. At the other side of the hills, three soldiers were looking at the celebration. They saw the people cheering, dancing and eating. They look so carefree that hurts, one of them said to his young leader. This one clicked his tongue, as if his comrade has just said something stupid or worthless. The three kept silence, watching the cheerful scene of the Cleite clan, just waiting for the right moment to attack. “They are not expecting this for sure”, the second one added, turning his head to see his young leader. “It was a very helpful idea to take the time and come here exactly today”. “Of course it was, indeed, a great idea”, the first one said. “His highness Alexander always has the greatest ideas”. “Oh, just shut the f**k up, and keep waiting. Do you see him now?” of course, Alexander was getting a little upset of hearing all of that chitchat of his comrades. “Yes, I can see him”, the second one said. “He has just entered to a tent with a woman”. “Great, thank you Balder”, Alexander thank. “Then is the time. Marcus, go for the army. We will attack now”. The first one, a black-haired man nodded, and sneaked back to the foot of the hill, leaving Balder and Alexander alone. Alexander was the young Alpha of the Doiltean clan. He seemed like the perfect Alpha in the eyes of all his clan. Strong, tall, big, and of course, handsome as hell. With black ebony hair, so long that he always arrange it in a bun. His skin was a little brown, and his eyes were ice colored. He was also known to have some sort of harem of Omegas —women and men— in the clan, as he has still not chosen a Luna for his clan. However, his father, the old Robert Doiltean, was very sick from a time of almost five full moons. Everybody in the clan acknowledge that those were his last days. He was so sure he will die, that a few days before, Robert hold a ceremony to abdicate the throne and transfer it to Alexander. Alex, of course, was in fact sadden by the sole idea of losing his father, but he needed to stay stoic, cold as iron, so he could be a perfect warrior and leader after his father’s death. Damien was more like the negative pole of Alex. Yes, he was also strong and a little buff —more like his body had well marked abs—, but his skin was more fair, almost white as milk. In addition, his hair was brown honey colored, and his eyes were hazel. They have not met earlier, nor even in their childhood, since both clans were enemies for years. This was the very first time that Alex saw Damien with his own eyes, and could say that he was not really the proper image of an Alpha, not even an heir, or a prince. He seemed so common, but he must be the heir of the Cleite clan, since everybody seemed to love him and respect him. He and that redhead seemed to be almost the Alpha and his Luna, judging by the way that the rest of the clan respected them, and bow to them. Was about some minutes, before the whole troupe appeared a few meters from Balder and Alex were. Alex could feel the smell of his people, turning around to see them. He greened, satisfied of the efficiency of his army. “We are ready, your Highness, just waiting for your commands”, Marcus said, bowing to Alex. The Alpha smiled, and with only a hand movement, the whole troupe knew it was time to attack. They did not need special weapons, not when they transform. In fact, this was a perfect day to attack their enemies. This is the thirteenth moon of the year; the Blue Moon makes stronger werewolves. The Doiltean clan were not afraid that this Blue Moon could also benefit the Cleite clan, because even if it did, it was useless, since they were under a surprise attack during their festivities. It would be a coward acting, but was the better strategy, attacking when they were so distracted to even care about enemies. More like that, Alex was hopefully waiting to see their cheerful faces turn into a scared and painful look. Of course, more than the years-long rivalry that both clans had, Alex had a special hatred for them, just for his jealousy. Just look at them. They seemed so happy, so healthy. Those werewolves had the best hunting territory of all the forest, they had an easier access to water, and more of that, Damien had both of his parents safe and sound. Heinrich and Gaileach were young, healthy, festive, alive. And him? His father was about to die, in a month or less, and his mother, Ursula, was an ice-cold b***h that had so many affairs with other males of the clan. Of course, that made Alex the eldest of a long line of bastards around the people of his own clan, counting not only the sons of Ursula, but also the bastards that Robert bred from naïve omegas who were seduced by his power and his scent. Alex was even dubious if Marco were not another half-brother of his. The troupe nodded at Alex’s signal, and they suddenly transformed into big wolves, running now down to the hill, ready for the attack. They were even so quiet, without making any sound even from their respiration, until they reached the clan’s lair. When they were just a few meters from the lair, Alex let a penetrating and chilling howl resound in all the forest. The people dancing and celebrating were suddenly interrupted, and before they could just turn around to see what was happening, the Doiltean werewolves attacked some of them. The screams of many omega women were audible, as they started running away in order to protect their children, just as the beta males defended themselves, as they also responded at the sudden attack, transforming into wolves too and starting the fight. Damien went out of the tent where he was with Amanda, and commanded her to stay on the inside. Naked, and having a bad time with his erection —since he was having a good time with Amanda—, he went on the outside, first just looking at his people fighting, and the omegas protecting the cubs; and then went to join the fight, transforming himself. Alex, by his side, was looking for Heinrich, trying to find him with just one purpose: to kill him. He suddenly saw the Alpha in what seemed to an attempt to escape with Gellie from the fight. Why was that? “Just another f*****g coward”, Alex thought, as he ran to the Alpha to culminate his principal mission. However, when he was about to reach him, fortunately Damien attacked him by tackle him. “Don’t ever think of touching my father”, Damien said, as he tried to bite Alex’s ears. “So you are the heir of the clan”, Alex grinned, pushing down Damien and biting his left hind leg. “Your daddy was running away, just like a chicken. I thought this f*****g clan was led by a wolf, not a chicken”. Damien howled in pain, as Alex’s fangs were inlaid into his leg, trying desperate to get rid of him, but only making his bite go deeper. However, Damien managed to bite at last Alex’s neck, making him release his leg. But there was something strange. A weird, unexpected smell filled Alex’s nasal cavities. Was a smell that he knew well, that was the sweet scent of an Omega who was about start its heat. So, where could be that omega? Any smart non-warrior woman would be hiding in order to protect herself and her cubs. So, from where did that scent came? On Damien’s side, a dazzling smell was making him feel weird. His head from one moment to another was shaking off, making lose for a moment his wolf form, and going back into his human side. Whatever it was that smell, was making his body turn warmer, like a strange heat… Heat. Once Damien came back into his human form, and his blood was running wilder from his left leg, Alex could see what was happening. “A male… Omega male. What a great surprise”, he said, still in his wolf form, cornering Damien to a tree. The smell was so different, so good, that Alex could be going mad in any moment. Damien, still hurt and hot, was helpless to the Alpha power. Of course, Alex was hot too, losing slowly his mind and disposed to make him his as a wolf, but he needed to went calming down. At least, first attending the bite on his leg. So Alex came to Damien, and started licking the bite. Savoring the flavor of his blood, was like drinking some kind of ambrosia, because it was so sweet that he could keep drinking eternally from him. Damien moaned slightly, the feeling of Alex’s tongue was weird, but because of his unexpected heat, it was so pleasurable. “Why… Why am I feeling this way?” Damien asked at a higher voice, at least high enough so Alex could hear. “I’m feeling hot…” “This is your first time then, royal omega”, Alex said hoarsely, licking until the blood stopped flowing. But that was not the last time he would use his tongue on him, because once the wound was healed, he went up to his legs, and kept moving upside until he reached Damien’s manhood. “No… stop”, Damien suddenly cried. He was already freaking out; he was an alpha, why would this enemy call him “royal omega”? That made no sense for him. This was his birthday party, the day he became a grown up man, ready to succeed his father once he decided to retire. But instead of being with Amanda, mating her and claiming her to have his offspring, he was about being abused by a member of the enemy clan. But tend to happen that his body and his mind was answering positively to Alex’s cares. When his tongue finally reached his p***s, Damien moaned in high voice, as his member went growing up as fast as he could. He could even say that he felt the blood on his system rushing desperate to his p***s to make it erect. And that way was what Alex liked his omegas. So sensitive, so slutty for him. But before he could even try to rub his wolf erection on him, the members of the Cleite clan came at the rescue of his heir. Alex suddenly saw himself rounded by at least five or six wolves. Somehow, they managed to scare the enemies and went to Damien’s when they heard the moan. Alex said nothing, but even when he was already hard, he could not risk himself to abuse Damien in front of his peers. But before even thinking of runaway, he took the opportunity to rub his tongue into the entrance of Damien, making him moan again, involuntary, showing how hot he was and how much his body needed the s*x of the Alpha. After this, and at the moment the other wolves went suddenly at him, Alex ran away. Three of them went behind Alex, and the other two tried to help his heir. But even they noticed something strange on Damien, and was that when they tried to carry him, he was hot as hell. His whole body was burning, and they did not know what to do. “Hurry up, let’s take him to the medicaster”, one of the werewolves said, carrying Damien on his back, running with his comrade to the big tent at the end of the clearing. When they reached the tent, only could saw at that moment a well amount of injured warriors who needed medical aid. However, once the medicaster recognized the son of the Alpha coming unconscious, he left his other patients to attend Damien as a priority. “What happened to him? He looks awful” the medicaster questioned the warriors. “We don’t know. When we found him, he was about being attacked by an enemy but…” the warrior suddenly kept silence, watching his peer. “What?” the medicaster asked then. “We… we saw the enemy lick his entry, and his Highness suddenly moaned” the other one said. The medicaster was just as puzzled as the other two were. That was not a natural response, at least was not the kind of activity that one would expect from an enemy. But now, if he related the exaggerated warmth of his body, and that sudden s****l act… “No, it cannot be… or…” the medicaster first had his doubts, but then remained in silence. “Please, go find the Alpha Heinrich, and bring him to me. I will examine his Highness, just to be sure that is not what I think of”. The warriors were dubious, but an order is an order, and both of them went to find their leader, just as the medicaster carried Damien, still unconscious, to the interior of the tent. After some minutes, Heinrich came faster as he could to the medicaster’s tent, searching for his son, worried about him. “Where is he?” Heinrich asked, scared of his health. “He is calm for now. Your son is sleeping, your Highness” the medicaster said, trying to keep a calm voice. “But there is something that is happening. Something… odd”. “What is it? How can be something odd about him?” “Please, keep calm, and listen what I am about to say. Your Highness, your son is…. Both Alpha and Omega”.