Mating the Female Alpha

Chapter 2 A Mysterious Omega

“Help me….please…” The Omega she-wolf’s voice is needy and soft, her lips like honey-stained petals, parted and full in the moonlight. The Omega looks so much like the Alpha of Sunset Pack, exactly the same. It shocks Landry.

But an Alpha would not act so shameful and wanton, especially not an Alpha such as the one Landry knows so well from battles fought together. That Alpha is strong and powerful, unlike the she-wolf on the ground in front of Landry.

The Omega’s scent rises and Landry is captivated. He is intoxicated by the strawberry-milk scent of the Omega, and his mouth is dry at the sight of her body, twisting in the sand, lit only by the full moon. Her n*****s are pointed and a wetness shines on her thighs.

Landry reaches down to pick the Omega up in his strong arms, fitting so perfectly around her body. Her arms wrap around his neck, skin cold like a snake’s, making Landry momentarily wary. He wonders if such a beautiful specimen is a trap set by the vampires or bears, but he doesn’t think about it for long.

The Omega moans as her skin rubs against Landry, and the wild pounding of the Alpha male’s heart takes over, like the hoofbeats of many wild horses. It sounds like a war drum in the air. Her scent is sharp and Landry cannot suppress his Alpha instincts any longer.

With the Omega in his arms, it is easy to trail his fingers across her naked skin, so beautiful and perfectly milky in the light of the full moon. He touches the curve of her breasts, flicks her n****e, then goes lower.

Long, clever fingers are brutally thrust into her, searching her insides, unrelenting. The Omega lets out a cry that can only be called satisfied, writhing in Landry’s grip as he begins to thrust his fingers in and out of her, faster and faster, her juices coating his fingers and her scent intoxicating.

He’s ravaging the Omega but he can’t help but think of the lithe, white Alpha Wolf he’s fought alongside. He’s fought countless battles with the Alpha she-wolf beside him and their relationship has never changed, but now…

He is plunging his fingers in and out of the Omega, taking no heed of her screams of pleasure. It is not the Omega he is imagining – he is instead picturing how the Alpha female of Sunset Pack would look in the same position, as he fills her with his broad fingers as she gasps and moans, her juices squirting out of her with every thrust.

He growls. In this moment, he uses the Omega’s body to picture the changed relationship he could have with the Alpha she-wolf. It is her body he is ravaging, her face, so listful in the moonlight, that he sees. The strawberry-milk scent is strong in the air around them and Landry breathes it in, panting hotly as he forces his fingers in further, deeper.

When the Omega climaxes with a cry that echoes in the night air around them, Landry can only drop her on the ground and reach for his thick, enormous c**k. He keeps the picture of the female Alpha in his mind as he jerks himself, hard and fast, until he climaxes.

His release sprays into the air, landing on the face of the Omega b***h, but he doesn’t care. The Alpha is in his mind, it is she who he has violated and ravaged tonight, at least in his head. He tilts his head back at his release and roars the name of the intoxicating Alpha that has taken over his mind.

“Bernice!”

The Omega she-wolf on the ground, covered in Landry’s release, is shocked out of her mind.

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The heat that has taken me is so intense it hurts. My orgasm has only relieved the pain for a moment, and after coming to my senses with the thick smell of Alpha essence covering me, I realize what Landry has said.

It was a relief to get my complete climax, but I have to get out of here.

Because as the Alpha shouted for Bernice, I realize…he does not know that Bernice is me.

The female Alpha of Sunset Pack.

The one he has fought beside for years.

He doesn’t know I am secretly an Omega, hidden only by my special medication that masks my true nature, protecting my place in the pack. It allows me to be an Alpha to Sunset Pack, keeping them safe as other packs splinter and break apart, but it has costs.

I can no longer find my mate, the drug has taken that ability away. It will also drain my life—I have until I am 25 before I die.

Years of fighting the vampires and bears to protect my pack have caused me to lose track of time. I didn’t know that 24 years have already passed. I have less than a year before I die—die as an Alpha, as I’ve been presenting.

This heat proves that my demise is approaching. I shudder to know that if King Landry had not come to my rescue tonight, my death could have been that moment, raped to death by rogue wolves.

I am glad he was here, if only to avoid that fate, but I must go.

I stand and pull on the clothes I had ripped off, glad that the Alpha did not recognize me. As I prepare to leave, though, Landry speaks.

“Bernice…stay here.”

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