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But it’s too late. Within moments we have slipped into the shadows of the forest, and my fate is sealed.

PART TWO:

THE ALPHAS

CHAPTER 6: KADMON

The air inside the cave is cool. From the subterranean depths comes the echoes of trickling water. But here, near the mouth of the cave, the stones are still dry enough for sleeping, so we chose this place as our camp during this trek into the far lands.

Addom is still slumbering from the outsiders poisonous dart. I set him onto his bed of straw and leaves, relieved to have his massive frame off my shoulders at last. Though I am young, I am big for an Alpha. Addom, however, is absolutely massive, and carrying his dead weight through the uneven terrain of the forest is enough to exhaust even me.

He is unconscious, but his life signs are healthy. His breathing and heartbeat are steady and strong.

Hasker is farther inside. By the dim light filtering in through the mouth of the cave, I watch him stoop and place the omega onto another bed of leaves and moss. She scrambles away from him, and the long iron chain still binding her wrists rattles.

She says something in her strange outsider dialect.

“She’s afraid,” I call to Hasker.

Hasker is crouching on his heels, arms resting on his knees as he eyes the girl. He turns and looks at me over his shoulder.

“No shit,” he growls.

His pupils are blown, widened into circles of near total blackness. I know that mine are too. It’s not just an adjustment to the dimness of the cave. We’re both feeling the rut, and we’re feeling it bad. The omega’s heat-scent was strong before, but within the confines of this cave it’s nearly overwhelming.

My cock is painfully hard, throbbing with the need to sate itself inside her sweltering cunt. But I have to restrain my urges.

This little omega is for Addom to claim. It is him who found her, and he is the leader of our pack. Hasker and I will have to wait our turn. This is our way.

“She may be scared, but she’s also an outsider.” Hasker snarls. He gestures toward her shackles. “And bait for a trap, no less.”

His voice is thick with pent up aggression. I know he despises the outsiders from beyond the wall, and I know he has good reason too as well.

“She’s not an outsider anymore,” I tell him, keeping my voice respectful.

Hasker bares his teeth, and I bow my head in deference.

He is my elder by nearly twenty years, and he is Addom’s second. Therefore, I must give him my respect. But part of that respect involves reminding him of the truth. The girl may have been an outsider when the sun rose today, but now she is an omega. Now she is one of us.

Hasker runs his hand over his shorn skull and turns back toward the omega.

“What’s yer name?”

The omega cringes back against the stony wall. Her breath is short and shallow, her muscles shivering and jangling her chains. Her eyes are two wide circles of fear brimming with tears.

But her pupils are dilated too. Her irises are wire-thin circles of hazel around their black centers. She may be afraid, but she’s also in heat.

“Name?” Hasker draws the word out very slowly this time.

The omega struggles to speak. The way that her plush, pink lower lip trembles with fear causes my hard dick to buck beneath my fur loincloth. A bit of precum dribbles down my shaft.

At last the omega manages to answer.

“Lily,” she says. A tear rolls down her cheek. “My name is Lily.”

Now that she isn’t frantically shouting, I’m able to understand her, despite her unusual accent. Lily. A strange name. An outsider name.

“I am Hasker,” my companion says slowly, gesturing toward his chest. Then he points to me. “He is Kadmon.”