Lockdown

by Carmen Hunter

  His men splintered off, entering windows to handle any guards running rounds. Hagan slipped by the soft hiss and gurgle of blood unnoticed and carried onwards to what he thought was a hard-earned prize. An enemy only he could defeat. Despite being female, Hagan never met a more ferocious Alpha than himself until her. Juniper would tear apart anyone he sent up there other than a full-fledged army. Even then he’d lose half the platoon.

  When the window came into view, it was a beacon of success glowing with precious light. Light denied to over half the populated areas scattered around the Ruins. Curtains billowed outward with each gust of wind, the sound of classical music slipping into the darkness. A soft hum drifted along with the instrumentals knitting his brows together in confusion.

  Hagan pulled himself over the windowsill dripping rain water, which kept the Omega from noticing. Silent as he is, Juniper would still sense his presence if she were here, especially after his sitting dumbfounded for so long. Even if rain masks his scent, that woman would know. But there’s nothing.

  Perhaps it’s a trap, he thinks. Perhaps it still is. That’s why this little creature sits before him, the sweetest Omega he’s ever seen. She’s like Rapunzel brushing her long black hair while unknowingly trapped in a tower. To her this is a world where no monsters exist, and his cock swells at the innocent mirage.

  Even though he can’t inhale her scent from behind his masks filtration system, Hagan’s reaction to her is volatile. If he morphed strong dominant features into the soft divine beauty before him, than the resemblance to Juniper is uncanny and somehow all the better.

  This never happens in nature. How rare is it for a female Alpha to be born? One in twenty. How rare is it for a female Alpha to get pregnant? One in one hundred. How rare is it for an Omega to be born? One in every several thousand, even with Omega parentage.

  Hagan wanted to know what compelled his greatest allies to betray him. It seems the answer is love - at least for one of them it is. But Elijah with his somewhat faulty information, seems to love Juniper more than his own daughter. That had to be the connection. That's how he knew where this young woman would be, in fact it’s likely the only reason.

  When the girl opens her almond shaped eyes to the mirror, their reflections widen at the sight of a bare-chested Alpha. His mask stares right back at her, and large muscles ripple with violent intent. A wet pink tongue parts her lips at what she sees. Her gaze is not the piercing green of her mothers. Instead, pale lilac darts lower to the large cock jutting a tent in his pants.

  There aren’t enough Omega’s to go around, and just by looking at the tasty jewel eyeing him from head to toe, Hagan’s blood is singing. Five hundred years ago to avoid the Plague, the government built around a country lost to time. After the Great Breach the survivors threw together another makeshift wall around Omega City, the world outside of which might as well not exist. Which means when a supply of Omega’s dry up… the well stays dry, and the city's name becomes ironic.

  Out of the few million unfortunate souls that call this place home, about twenty percent are Alpha’s. And there are maybe, maybe if they’re lucky, a couple thousand Omega’s. Most die without a mate a few years after hitting estrus and being passed around like limp rag dolls for Alpha use. Hagan’s own pens keep the girls held there fed, safe, and happy in exchange for an obedient fuck here and there.

  None are half as pretty as this one, the obvious child of his mortal enemy. As her jaw splits into a show of adorable hissing teeth, his cock swells even harder. No Omega has ever dared to hiss or snarl at him before. Not even the Omega’s he stole from other pens. They all marched forward and showed their new found allegiance by sucking cock. Exactly how nature decided it to be. Raw, primal, the strong fuck the weak.

  And what unmated Omega didn’t want to be on their knees in front of Hagan, earning the perks of being his property? Not even Juniper treated them better, and she’s female. “Put those teeth away, and I’ll let you come back with me.” To anyone who knew anything, a promise like that should put her at ease. Maybe even make her ready to present an eager pussy in gratitude.

  Instead, the cackling yip of a hyena fills the air, and hormones blow the pupils of her glittering purple eyes wide. A ring of violet encircles the over expanded pupil. She stares him down as a hand inches for a drawer on the vanity. Something metallic glints in her palm, and Hagan leaps out of the way. Too slow. Blood slides down his arm where a letter opener slits open the skin, two inches from being embedded deep in his shoulder.

  The thundering boom of his roar shakes the room, and slick drenches the girl's thighs at his violent call. Fluid ruins the pretty pink princess dress she’s in, as potent confusion fogs her gaze. She pulls a vial of pills from the desk, stumbling through the haze of what must be her first Alpha growl. Hagan licks his lips before charging. A tiny fist stops him with a punch to the throat, but the pill bottle scatters open on the floor. When he wheezes the Omega scurries out of the puddle of arousal her body made, far from reaching arms and her drugs.

  “Stop it!” Like church bells ringing for the rapture; her voice. Hagan growls, delight making his chest swell as more slick ruins her skirts. The girl presses a fist to her belly with a whine. “Please stop! What are you doing?”

  “I’m getting a little Omega bitch ready for punishment.” the rumble of his voice crackles with radio static from his wolf mask, and he thanks God for the air filtration. He’d be rutting her against the floor if he got a single whiff of her slick.

  With a cringe she steps further away, “Don’t call me that.”

  “Bitch?”

  “Omega. That’s rude, you shouldn’t call an Alpha that, even if they’re female.”

  A bark of laughter rips from his throat and she scrambles all the way to the other side of the room. The girl is skilled enough to engage in combat, and smart enough to know when she shouldn’t. Yet Juniper has her fooled into thinking she’s not breeding stock.

  Willful ignorance, and careful plotting went into this.

  “So many high-ranking soldiers, and so much risk keeping them all in one place for you.” This is how an Alpha female protects her brood from a terrible fate. Now it makes sense why Juniper had so many Alpha’s based in Omega City’s Sky Light district. To keep her daughter locked away and tricked into insanity.

  When he crooks a come hither finger, the Omega grabs a lamp as her new weapon. Hagan’s never fought an Omega for dominance, and he fucking likes it. His swollen cock is leaking without even laying a finger on her. “Tell me where your mother is, and I’ll be gentle the first time I fuck you.”

  But the second time…

  The lamp flies at him as he anticipates, but this time no blood spurts forth and she’s too slow to escape his grasp. The yelp of a puppy comes from her flower petal lips. Hagan wishes she could see the deep glow of his red eyes, and the horrific grin pasted in place just for her. Before long she’s pinned to the wall, wiggling those tantalizing hips against his cock.

  Held by the neck, pale lilywhite skin looks perfect between his fingers. His dick twitches with every swallow that brushes his palm, demanding to be free. Yanking down his zipper, Hagan pushes the fabric of the Omega’s sopping skirt between her thighs. Instinct squeezes her legs together as pre cum rubs into the mess of slick. The beast inside growls with the desire to breathe in the scent of their fluids mixing and see just how well they belong together.

  “You want to play Alpha, kitten?” he purrs, thrusting rapidly between her thighs. “In a battle of wills the strongest of us demands submission. And me? If I don’t receive it… I force it.”

  She snaps her teeth at him, and that’s all the triggering he needs.

  “That’s it, puppy dog” he growls, releasing the girl to crumble gasping on the floor. Poor thing shouldn’t be so enticing, so mind numbingly distracting. “I’m gonna teach you a lesson about whose rules we follow in Omega City.”

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