New from me, hope you like.
Warnings: meantions of Dub/con, swearing
I only own my ideas
Enjoy!
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Sunny, it was bright and sunny, birds chirping, and clouds puffy, he wanted to punch something. You would think a gang leader and Alpha would have it all. Jack glared at the sun behind his shades, chewing on his tooth pick idly. He always felt tense around this time, gotta mate, need a mate. Jeez he was only 19, too young for that shit, sure he'd take random sex anytime and he did, oh yeah he did, but mating? No way man.
"Jack, stop pacing, it's making me dizzy mate." Owen, Hub's resident wraith and a beta, groused.
"Sorry, you know I get this way." Jack, Hub's leader and alpha, also a werewolf sighed slumping into a chair with a huff.
"Suppressants not working?" Tosh, a vampire and another beta asked as she sipped her blood alternative for lunch.
"No they are, I just, still feel…twitchy."
"Corr like they fuckin own the place, God makes me sick." Owen grumbled as a rival club walked in with their heads held high, turned up noses. All of them from wealthy families, always wearing the best clothes.
"Who's that!?" Jack asked, lowering his glasses as the loveliest scent washed past his nose. His heart sped up and his mouth grew dry. Visions of the younger boy's lips attached to his cock started running through his head. Then he noticed the collar and what the fuck?! A leash!?
Ianto, a Chameleon; rarest of shape shifters and an omega, shuffled along with his head down, the black and silver collar visible above his t-shirt. Bogged down with everyone's bags, he felt like a pack mule. They had promised protection in return for his 'services'. If only he'd realized what that meant, if only Jack had found him first and not, her.
Lisa Hallet, a siren, alpha and all around bitch, tugged on the 'pet' of Tower One's, leash. "Keep up freak." She sneered, not even looking back.
"Yes, mam, sorry mam." Jones replied quietly, trying to keep his pace. He deserved this lot in life, a waste of space like all omegas. Alphas had every right to use him this way. Not allowed to sit on a chair, he knelt on the hard floor eating his meager lunch from a bowl like a dog, while Tower One got food from the Campus Café and sipped sparkling water. He even slept most nights on a blanket next to Lisa's bed in the dorms. He looked up to see a rival alpha, Jack watching him with a look of undisguised lust and at the same time horror. Ianto ducked his head back down, mistaking the other Alpha's look. He shouldn't have looked up and all he could think of now, was when he'd be 'loaned' out again, or the next 'party' he'd be the favor for.
~TTwY~
Jack pulled out his phone and tapped out a text to his shall we say, spy…
Tower One's Party, I want in!-Captain
Not a problem-Trickster
To be continued…
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