Fantasy Alpha and "His" Omega

[Temma-Kati]

Jevvanine "Jev" Carter was probably the strangest Omega anyone had met. She had a strange confidence, scarred knuckles and a unique fashion sense with her neon-green dyed hair and her odd-colored contact lenses. Not only that, but she had the physical stance of any high-class Beta female - her body was very curvaceous but toned with muscle, all on view with her choice of clothes. Today was Friday - skate night at the Omega skate park. The tall curves and jumps at the park offered her lean body a perfect challenge, so of course she was going to team up with her small pack of friend.

So here Jev was, wearing a pair of fishnets under a pair of short black denim shorts and tucked into heavy black combat boots. A tattoo was visible on her side - a 'split' in her skin to show steampunk gears - due to her hand-cropped shirt with a heavy metal band logo across her chest. It didn't do much to cover her, slipping down her shoulders, chest and back periodically to show a black bra with dark red lace, and a few black music note tattoos right beneath it. All in all, she was undoubtedly sensual, her confident stride turning heads with interest as she carried her skateboard under her decently muscled arm, her wrists wound with black rubber bracelets.

"Hey Jev," her best friend jerked his head in greeting, and she closed one of her bright blood red eyes in a greeting wink. "Alright, the gangs all here," she drawled setting down her bag on a tall screech-bar next to them. Her friends cheered in appreciation as she tossed each of them a shot glass, pouring them all a gulp of strong tequila. "May we never go to hell, but always be on our way," she said, holding up her glass. Laughing and cheering, her friends all clanked their glasses together before knocking the liquor back.

It was when she was just landing a high-risk flip on her board that she felt it starting. Rolling her blood-colored eyes, she looked over as her best friend landed besides her, kicking his board up and grabbing it easily. "Heat?" He asked, and she just scowled in response. Snickering, he cuffed her shoulder playfully. "No big deal - we're forever from the Alpha side of town. Come on," he said, dragging her back towards the jumps. Giving in with an easy, sly smirk, Jev jumped onto her board and flew down the curve, and up the other. Twisting in air, the streetlight illuminating her dive, a strong gust of wind carried the scent of her pheromones far, far away towards Alpha territory.​

 

[Sazabi]

"Think your in the wrong area kitty cat" The younger aged male said taking the tall glass of rum that had been set in front of the gentleman seated at the bar. With a laugh he took a drink from it then spit into the glass before setting it back in front of him bringing chuckled from the other four males and one female that stood by his side surrounding the silent make on the bar stool.

The man didn't say anything but simply stood up. He was decent height standing at five foot ten inches with a solid build, his features model perfect save for the long scar that ran down for the top of his right cheek under his eye down the side of his neck and disappeared under the brown leather jacket he wore. His short black hair was spiked up straight with gel.

His eyes though, a cold gray spoke volumes telling of long lost stories of pain. Bones could be heard cracking as his fingers curled into a fist and the younger guy who had been harassing him was unprepared for the blow that caught him in the side of the face.

He flipped backwards over a table hard, glass shattering as it hit the ground. The gray eyes man calmly took off the jacket revealing a plain long sleeved collared shirt dyed navy blue. "You have messed with the wrong person pup"

His voice was cold and dangerous promising retribution.

An hour later he was outside wiping the blood off of his hands with a towel before throwing it off to the side and climbing into a white SUV. He had only recently came into town and since then the local betas had been harassing him. It didn't matter, he would crush whoever stood in his way even the alpha. This would in the end be his territory.

He rolled down the windows as he pulled out deciding which stop to make next in his goal of crushing the local alpha when the wind brought something to his attention. On one sniff his body became hot, his mind driven on sexual desires. Of all places and times it had to be now. Driven on instinct he stopped his vehicle and climbed out sniffing the air.

Before he knew it he was outside a skate park, gothic and emo dressed boys and girls riding skateboards and bikes over jumps and rails. His gray eyes darted around trying to find the source of the scent when he fell on one. Fishnets, tattoos, blood colored eyes, neon green hair.....pretty much everything he didn't look for in a mate but he could resist the way He was engineered. Voices caught his attention to the side seeing three males making their way towards the same person. A deep growl emerged from his throat as he took off not caring who got in his way.

She was his, nothing could change that and he would rip anyone who stood in that way. Vaulting a railing as the girl came around on a half pipe he intercepted the group of three from behind.

The first was blindsided by the wrecking ball shoulder slam he received, his head connecting with the concrete hard. The second one through an arm out more in shock only to have it used against him and sent into a shoulder throw. The man man twisted his arm, the sound of bones breaking and screams bringing everything to a halt.

The third was smarter pulling out a knife with a smile. "So your after he too, well our alpha sent us her to get...." He was silenced as the black haired man grabbed a free pipe and caught him in the stomach with a practiced thrust.

"You can tell your alpha...." He grabbed the man by the neck cutting off his air as he tripped him with a side step. "This area belongs to Jason Strauss. The new alpha" Twisting he slammed the guys head into the concrete before turning to face the green haired punk girl.

His hands were shaking as all he could smell was her and he hated it, he hated not having complete control and she was the cause of it. All he could think of was her and what he wanted to do to her. A roar escaped his lips as he stood back up advancing on her. Omegas and their damned pheromones, outcasts of their world yet also could hold the strongest sway.

This one had just gone in heat causing him to as well. He stood as he stood before her, her defiant eyes telling him that he was going to have his hands full.

"You Omega....what is your name?" His hand was twitching as rage and other emotions raced through him, he could feel his patience waning quickly.

 

[Temma-Kati]

Jevvanine had landed just a moment ago, clasping hands with one of her 'flock', an Omega pack. He crowed in laughter as she skidded to a stop, kicking the board back up under her arm, both of them completely apathetic of the violence on the other side of the park. "Nice skid, Jev," he complemented, roughing her neon green hair up playfully. He was clearly from a werepanther pack before he became an omega, the caring touch of scuffing her hair an obvious symbol of care. He was clearly her boyfriend as he dragged her close to his chest, hands digging into her hair as his kiss practically devoured her.

Smirking as she broke away from the heated kiss, Jevvanine tossed her skateboard back down and pushed towards another jump as she lit up a cigarette with her zippo lighter, tossing the lighter over her shoulder as her boyfriend caught it easily. However, she never made it to the jump - instead, a huge male stopped right in front of her, causing her to break fast. Scowling, she kicked her board up again to her hand and inhaled on her cancer stick, letting out a cloud of nicotine breath in the darkening sky as she glared at him.

All it took was a glance. He was an alpha - clearly effected by her pheromones. Her blood colored eyes narrowed angrily, sensing her boyfriend starting to move closer. The hand holding her cigarette folded behind her back, two fingers crossing - her boyfriends stopped advancing reluctantly, slowly shifting away but keeping his possessive gaze on her. "Jevvanine," she drawled her voice, her tone a bit disrespectful. "And you're Alpha Jacob Strange - wait no, Jason Strauss. Nice to meet you, ciao."

She flashed Jason a rock-n-roll symbol with her hand, cigarette casually between her lips as she dropped her board, pushing away hard and speeding towards her boyfriend. He jumped onto his own board as he smacked her ass. Jevvanine sent him a sultry look, a wicked bad grin on her face as she flashed him a suggestive wink. The green-haired female, originally from a wereleopard clan, was far too curious for her own good. She made a huge mistake on her and her boyfriends escape, slowing down to glance over her shoulder to shoot the alpha a cold stare. Her curiosity was too great, wanting to see just how fast an alpha could really run.​

 

[Sazabi]

Jason watches her go, her boyfriend smacking her on the butt as she shot him back a look of catch me if you can. A rare smile covered his lips. He had been alone for more years then he could count and now his interest was wanting to play a little game.

Her boyfriend he was unconcerned with. Omegas were tough from always being picked on but everything died the same. Other Omegas clearly picked up on what was going on and began riding around him taunting him. While he was an Alpha he had no territory, most weretigers didn't until they took a mate choosing more to roam. This in turn generally made them stronger as they were not reliant on a pack mentality.

He reached behind his back casually as he began walking drawing a gun from its holster on his back. The flash of steel in the street light made the others back off. An alpha willing to go straight to that point, well that was something meant to stay out of if you valued your life.

He began trotting forward slowly picking up speed. He vaulted railings and obstacles with ease having spent many years in the Amazon jungles learning to survive on his own. His target slowed down to glance back, first mistake. His gray eyes changed yellow as he let a small portion of his other side out putting on even more speed.

He ran straight up a half pipe using the ledge to leap over a good distance landing close to the pair. He was within a foot of her but she wasn't his target. With a growl he sprung forward catching the male in the back and rolling forward in a bundle of arms and legs.

He wasn't giving the male any chances though as the moment he came on top of the male omega his gun was pointed at his skull, thumb pulling the hammer back.

 

[Temma-Kati]

Jevvanine growled when she noticed the alpha suddenly sprinting towards her and her boyfriend, who glanced at her possessively again as she reached out and grabbed his hand, urging him to go faster with her. However, it wasn't enough - Jason suddenly tacked her boyfriend to the ground, pulling a gun to his head.

"No!" Jevvanine shouted in rage, her fist clenching and driving straight into th alphas' pressure point on the back of his neck. Without consent his back arched and his arm jerk, the bullet firing above her boyfriend. He let go of the breath he was holding and leapt to his feet, grabbing Jevvanine and attempting to pull her towards his car. "Leave me go, just go Blake," she said, pulling frmo his grip and pushing him towards his car. "Jev-" "Just go!" She snapped, and he reluctantly did as she said, opening the door and giving her one last look. "Come back home," he said, almost a plea before he ducked inside, revving the engine and pulling around the corner, his worried eyes locked on Jevvanine before he was out of sight.

The omega wereleopard snarled at the alpha, her red eyes glowing faintly in rage. That was one thing the Omegas kept from their clans or packs - when enraged, their eyes would glow faintly. Even hers, sheathed behind her contacts, were visible. "You threaten my mate?" She spat the words with disgust, and her tone made a few of the surrounding Omegas crow to each other quietly. Jevvanine was pissed, something's was about to go down. Sure enough, her hand unclipped a piece of metal from her student belt and a few rowdier Omegas snickered as she flicked open the serrated, four-inch blade, locking it in place.

"Jev," a calmer voice - her best friend shoved to the front of the crowd, his black hair partially covering his eyes, "knock it off. Blake is headed home, he's fine - don't fuck with the alpha, even you can't take him down alone." He grabbed her arm, and she shot him a dark expression. He didn't seem phased, keeping his calm eyes on her. Giving Jason another deathly glare, she unlocked the knife and slid it closed. "Stay away from my flock," she snarled hatefully, turning to walk away. Another wave of her heat washed over her, and that seemed to break the tension. Omegas rushed either towards her to keep her scent lower to rushed away to avoid what would appen next, smelling her pheromones easily in the warm air.​

 

[Sazabi]

A smile flashed across his face when she pulled out the knife on him. She was a fiesty one for sure. Another wave a her scent washed over him making his teeth elongate and release a snarl. Other Omegas began crowding around her as she turned away but he quickly put his self back in front of her blocking her path.

He took another long deep breath in of her. It was so intoxicating he couldn't help it. In truth he wanted to strip her down and take her right here but he fought the urge.

He stared into her contact colored eyes, his cold Gray ones not backing down an inch as he suddenly lashed out with his arm grabbing her by the waist and pulling her close. He slammed his lips to hers. He couldn't take it anymore he needed a taste.

But it was also a diversion as he had pulled an object from his back pocket and clicked it around her wrist when he kissed her. He had staked his claim, now to get rid of her current boyfriend and anyone else who advanced on his claim

 

[Temma-Kati]

Not much could shock Jevvanine into silence. There was a bullet wound scar on her back, she remembered vividly when that happened. Late at night, dressed even more procavatively than now - she had refused to be picked up, and was shot as she turned the corner to get away. A similar knife wound scar on her side, covered by her steampunk tattoo - both of those were instances she had fought back visciously, almost killing the man who shot her from the flaming temper breed into her.

This was no different. His arm snatching her waist, she pushed back with all her strength - however, despite her lithe, strong form, she was an Omega andhe an Alpha. He easily forced her into the kiss, pinning her struggling form against him. Her pheromones would only grow stronger over tie, she knew, and if he was doing this - who knows what would happen to her? Feeling the cuff slam across her wrist crossed a line - just as it locked into place, she pushed back from the kiss and slammed her fist into his left temple, slamming him to the ground. Jerking at the cuff once, she already knew it was a lost hope as se stepped over his form on the ground, her expression dark.

Omegas were silent now, glancing at the close-fitting silver cuff at her wrist. It was near impossible to get off without the key - which of course, she didn't have. Her eyes were glowing with rage as she took a phone offered to her, dialing in her boyfriends number. "I'll be home soon," she said, her voice hard, "See you soon." Giving back the cellphone, she took off down the road in a dead sprint, zipping along speedily. Wereleopards were known for two things: their speed, and their tempers. They were vicious, even their Omegas.

It was really no surprise when she reached her home, opening the door and lock-in all our locks behindher in a rage. Her boyfriend sidles up behind her hugging her as he grabbed her wrist, examining the collar. Usually just as fiery at Jevvanine herself, the Werepanther Omega placed a kiss on her temple and sat her down at the kitchen bar, grabbing his lockpicking set and kneeling in front of her. "We'll figure something out," he said after a moment as her steely, angry silence. "I'm not going to let you go. I promised, remember?" At this, Jev gave a tight smile. They ended up in the bedroom several minutes later, the claim still stubbornly secure around her wrist. Blake pulled the dark curtains closed, not quite fast enough to hide the sight of Jevvanine yanking off her shirt in the background.

Despite her rage, Jevvanine knew that in the morning she would have to travel to the Alpha territory and live with Jason. It was the one law that effected both Alphas and Omegas at once - and she was never angrier than now.​

 

[Sazabi]

The blow was harder then he expected knocking him to the ground dazed. By the time he had regained his senses she was gone. Jason shook his head followed by his whole body. The other Omegas were still hanging around watching him warily as they rode back and forth obviously trying to disguise her smell.

But he already had it so their attempt was pathetic only he was done playing around. Bones started to crack and readjust as he let the change take him. Ripping off hus jacket and shirt revealing a model perfect body save for the tattoos that crisscrossed all over.

Two tattooed military sleeves ran each arm, some messed up from scars while others had been refilled in. Random Amazon tribal and Russian words covered his torso both front and back.

Most lycanthropes had two forms, their animal and human form. Experienced Alphas had a third, one right in the middle. Instead of running around on all fours he could go bipedal.

This time though he went into complete animal and once the painful process was done a massive white tiger stood in its place, faded scars covering its back and sides along with one running down its face. With another shake it let out a roar before tearing off down the street following the scent.

He was so focused on tracking he almost didn't pick up a new scent till it was too late. Wolf. A howl came seconds later forcing him to look back over his shoulder to see a wolf pack bearing down on him. He was running right through their area of the city without even paying attention.

The wolf pack gained on him slowly, out of all of them cheetahs were the fastest, followed by the agile leopards and Panthers. Wolves came in third but were probably the weakest of them all making them use a pack advantage. Tigers and lions came second to last in terms of speed beating only the bears but their sheer power and durability made them a force to be reckoned with.

He slowed down purposely baiting the wolves to get over eager and sure enough three put on more speed wanting to get at him first. One came up on his side then lunged only to see it's fatal flaw as a large paw came down on its head followed by teeth in its neck.

With a hard shake the neck snapped like a twig and the white tiger took off running being chased by howls of mourning wolves. The other two came on quick as he rounded a corner and turned around waiting. The two fell into the trap one scoring a very shallow hit on his shoulder. He turned back jumping up on a dumpster before leaping up to a fire escape taking him to the roofs. Jumping from roof to roof the pack gave up having two of their clan dead and one seriously injured.

It took him almost another hour to relock the scent back in and find it's ending point. Right as he did he saw his Omega taking off her shirt before the blinds where drawn. Rage boiled over as he charged the door.

 

[Temma-Kati]

Jevvanine's dramatically black kohl lined eyes slit open at the sound of their door flying down, sharpening into a glare. Breaking the heated kiss she had been locked in with her chosen mate, her glossy black nails digging into his back, she sighed and released him. "What's up?" He asked, leaning back as she clipped her bra back into place. He scowled before she could answer, sensing the alpha rampaging downstairs. He quickly opened up a drawer closest, throwing his mate a thin, gothic floral kimono robe. Rolling her eyes again with a hearty sigh, Jevvanine slipped her arms in and folded the front closed, hiding her mostly bared body.

Jevvanine opened the window, pointing out and looking pointedly at Blake. The argument lasted over a minute as the Alpha wrecked their home, and ended with Jevvanine forcing Blake out. He dropped down, barely managing to land on his feet. He turned to pull himself back up but found the window shut and locked. "Jev!" He yelled angrily, hitting the window with one hand. She shot him a look, shutting the curtains once more. Once he couldn't see her, her expression changed - hurt, pain, knowing she may never see her mate again.

She took a deep breathe, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it with a lighter laying around. Forgetting to tie the front of the kimono, it opened to show her tattooed, curvy body in only her lace bra and underwear. Her anger and hurt only made her pheromones stronger, and she winced slightly as the door flew open. Turing, she glared at the Alpha as she took a drag on the cigarette, black-lined red-colored eyes enraged. "It's called knocking, asshole."​