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Changbin’s chest was heaving even in his wolf form. Rapidly gulping down oxygen through his open snout. He was hoping it would get into his bloodstream quick enough. Hoping his pounding heart could pump it out to his muscles fast enough to give him the advantage. He needed to escape.
After all, this was never supposed to happen. It was so simple for him to avoid this. He had done so for years. All it took was some herbs boiled into a cup of tea and all of this went away. The growling echoing around the trees of the forest, only dimly lit by the moonlight wouldn’t be there. The powerful scent of lust wouldn’t be cementing in his lungs. The consuming fire wouldn’t be burning under his skin and fur, begging to stop this.
Except the area the herb grew in had a wildfire and he hadn’t been able to find any. His heat set it almost as fast as his panic had. He tried to hide away, to not be found, but fate wasn’t on his side. An alpha discovered him and he had no choice but to run.
Changbin had never wanted to be part of a mating run. He never wanted a mate to begin with. Even if he did decide to take one, it would’ve been through courting. It would’ve been slow and mutual. It never would’ve been from an alpha he didn’t know in the slightest chasing him like prey through the woods.
He dug his paws into the earth, pushing his limits harder. He had to keep going.
He didn’t want to get caught, but his inner omega did. His natural instincts wanted nothing more than to be caught and bred by this delicious smelling alpha. The slick soaking down the backs of his light sandy color fur showed that well.
Changbin was nothing if not stubborn though. Him and this alpha had been going for hours already. He couldn’t believe the endurance, the sheer determination the other had. The only time he had heard of mating runs going on for so long was for royalty, when there were huge territories to gain or lose.
He sure as hell wasn’t royalty and he didn’t come with any land, but the alpha didn’t stop. He didn’t understand, but he knew he had to keep going, keep running. No one was more stubborn than him. He believed that. He believed he would escape.
Even when the moon was waning and the sun started to creep over the mountains. Changbin didn’t lose his conviction about it until he jumped on a log and it crumbled, brittle and frail under his paws. He fell forward, body tumbling as the world spun, making him lose any sense of direction. He whimpered, whines spilling as he fought and struggled to get back to his feet, to get back to running, but it was too late.
In a flash of black fur, the alpha was over him. Jaws locked into the scruff of his neck and he went limp faster than he ever wanted to acknowledge. A growl, commanding and powerful enough to vibrate through his chest spoke to him.
‘Shift back.’ It demanded and his inner omega folded so quickly, listening with no hesitation to the alpha it wholehearted respected.
To Changbin’s inner beast, to his base instincts, this alpha had proven himself a million times over. He had chased him for hours . It showed strength, stamina, dedication, and those qualities made his omega sing.
In seconds he found himself human again, naked with a snout full of teeth hanging above his jugular.
He thought about fighting, he wanted to, but the scent of the alpha so close and all around him was too much. His thinking got hazy. His whole body was flush from the chase and his heat. He was leaking so bad and the power that this alpha radiated made his legs fall open. His head dropped to the side, barring his neck and then, finally the other shifted to his human form as well.
Fuck.
It was the first and only thought Changbin really had because this alpha was unfairly beautiful. Deep and catlike eyes, a perfect nose, and red, shiny lips that looked as soft as pillows. He had a sharp jaw and just as sharp fangs that were glistening in the morning rays of sunrise. His pitch black hair contrasted his skin and he was smirking down at him now, showing all his gorgeous teeth.
“ Finally .” He said. “I caught you.”
A whimper wasn’t the sound Changbin wanted to make, but it came out of him anyway.
Hands came down his body and those pillowy lips started kissing and nipping along his neck. “Don’t worry, sweet omega. I’m going to make you mine.”
It was exactly what he never wanted, but his body wouldn’t listen in the least. He couldn’t even speak.
He couldn’t resist any of it, not the tender touches that sent shivers down his spine more than he wanted to admit. Not the soft kisses placed all over his neck, face, and body. Not the way the alpha slid into his body like it was made for him. Not the pleasure that convulsed through him and especially not the kisses that took over his senses like nothing ever had.
Least of all, he couldn’t resist the mating mark that was bitten into his skin as the alpha knotted him, cumming deep inside his body.
He’ll give himself one thing, he didn’t mark the alpha back. Something that wasn’t required, he was mated now regardless, but it left him less vulnerable. It kept a wall up between him and this stranger that he desperately needed. He hoped it upset the alpha’s pride too, maybe gave him a sense of shame, if it were possible.
As the mating settled and the high simmered out from their orgasms, the alpha pulled his head up and stared down at him with questioning eyes.
“Did… Why didn’t you bite back?”
He had to resist the urge to smile. The other was bothered, good. “I didn’t want a mate.” He said, voice sounding so much weaker than he wanted it to, but at least he could finally get words out.
“What?” The alpha asked, brows furrowing as he pulled back to look more at the omega. “Then why were you in heat? Only omegas who want to be chased let themselves go into heat.”
He sighed, trying to swallow the lava that threatened to come out of him. “The area where the herb usually is burned. I couldn’t find any in time.”
“So… this… you didn’t want any of this?”
Changbin shook his head, tears gathering against his will in his eyes. They only made the fire in his belly burn brighter. “No. I didn’t want this.”
The other covered his mouth with one hand, pulling back so he wasn’t touching so much of Changbin. “I… I didn’t know. I thought… thought you just ran so much because you wanted me to prove my worth. I saw how strong you are. You wouldn’t settle for someone weak, someone who couldn’t keep up, but… but you were really trying to escape from me.”
“Yes!” He yelled, the dams of anger opening. This alpha who had just taken all his power, his freedom, acting so innocent. “You could've asked! You could’ve asked for my consent and you didn’t! Don’t look sorry now. It’s too late.”
“But I am sorry.” He said, and Changbin hated that he could feel how real those emotions were. Why could he sense the other’s emotions? He knew so easily that they didn’t belong to him, but the alpha. “What can I do?”
“It’s too late. You can’t do anything.” He answered, trying to control some of his own feelings. “Can you tell me your name? I'd like to know that at least.”
“Minho.” He answered. “Lee Minho.”
“I’m Changbin, Seo Changbin.” He closed his eyes to try to calm himself. The riff between himself and his omega was tangible within him. The inner beast was so happy with Minho. So happy they had a mate, but Changbin wasn’t. It was like needles in his heart to be so at odds within his own body.
“I really am sorry, Changbin… for what it’s worth… I’ll try to be a good mate to you.” The alpha said, dark eyes looking down in shame. “If... if you want to come with me, I guess that is.”
He had wanted the alpha to look ashamed like this, but now that he was seeing it, it wasn’t so great. His crying inner omega wouldn’t let him enjoy the regret on his mate’s face at all. He could feel the storm of turmoil and emotions coming from Minho. It was obvious he was genuinely upset about this and he should be happy to let him rot in those emotions. However, his heat was flaring up, his instincts getting louder, trying to cloud over his mind once more.
He reached up and pulled the alpha back down to him, wrapping him in a hug without ever wanting to. He felt how empty he was, entrance fluttering, clenching around nothing as the haze took over again. He couldn’t really fight it. If he couldn’t resist it unmated, he surely couldn't now that they were. The other clearly needed comfort too because Minho melted against him. The alpha held onto him tightly, licking gently over the mating bite and whispering lowly. “Do you have a pack?”
“No.” Changbin answered, voice breaking into a whine as one of his legs hooked over Minho’s body. “Do you?”
“Yeah, I do. I’m… I’m the pack alpha, actually.” Minho said softly, chest heaving as their bodies were closer. “Do... I’m confused. Changbin, you smell so good...” He felt wetness on his chest where the alpha had tucked his face in. “You’re pulling me closer, but do you really want this?”
“No.” He answered, shaking his head. “But... I need it.” He gasped, slick gushing out of him as the fever took over completely. He could barely see straight, his body begging for its mate. His alpha whether he wanted him or not. “Please...”
“Okay, I’ll make you feel better... I can do that right at least... I hope.”
It made him whimper how awful Minho was feeling inside. His inner omega was getting insecure. The beast thought it was their fault. The alpha wasn’t happy because they weren’t pleasing him somehow. The thought only drove him to get more submissive. Changbin rolled over before he knew what happened, presenting himself to Minho, shoulders as low as he could get them, ass spread and leaking for his mate.
Changbin could feel the alpha’s lust growing. All the emotions of want overriding the regret, the guilt and shame. It made his inner omega so happy, but it didn’t do the same for Changbin. This war in his own system was like poison, but he couldn’t think about it for long. Soon Minho was pressed completely back inside of him and hearing the alpha moan made happy sounds, almost purrs, escape him without his permission.
They coupled so many times after that, his body getting molded to the alpha, to his mate . One he shouldn’t have. His inner omega didn’t allow him to be upset about it. The heat was strong, controlling, and it turned him into a shameless and slutty version of himself he didn’t recognize. One that begged for his alpha and whined in delight with every knot he took and every drop of cum he sealed into him. The whole affair was blurry, time no longer made sense or moved in ways he understood. He just knew he blacked out at some point towards the end of it and when he came to, it was dawn.
The dawn of a whole new life, one he didn’t ask for.