Two more figures appeared at tree man's side as he walked into the light of the moon. "I'm the guy who's going to teach you just how useful that body of yours can be."
Fuck.
Before Noah, stood a muscular male alpha of about six feat. He had a slight scar on his upper right cheek and Noah could smell his pheromones from ten feet away. This was bad, although he wasn't as effected by the man's pheromones thanks to his heat issue, he could barely hold onto rational thought.
The leader of the trio advanced, as he grew closer his pheromones grew stronger.
I am strong, I am in control. He repeated this mantra in his head, willing his body to obey him. Just this once, he pleaded. He just needed it to obey him this one time.
The alpha was now face to face with him, one beta on each of his sides. Noah looked around frantically for anyone whom might be passing by, but it was as sparse as it was dark. No one was coming to save him.
"Stay away from me," Noah backed away as his whole body trembled, both in fear and, shamefully, in lust. Yet another reason to hate his pathetic omega body.
"Don't be scared," the alpha cooed, but a sadistic grin was plastered over his face. Just as Noah thought, the alpha wasn't in rut, he knew exactly what he was doing. Noah could work with this, if he could just rile the alpha up a bit....
His heart felt like it would pound out of chest and chilling fear coursed through his veins. He took a deep breath and focused on calming himself, he'd need to have enough control over his body to make a quick escape. Demons from his past tried to resurface but he shoved them back down into the deepest and darkest part of his memories. This would work but he wasn't going to like it. If the alpha managed to mark him—no, he couldn't think about that right now. He scanned his surroundings one last time. It was his only choice.
The alpha opened his mouth to say something, but didn't get the chance as Noah threw all his strength into an uppercut punch to the alpha's jaw. This earned the reaction he was aiming for, he needed the alpha to get angry. If he got angry enough he wouldn't be focused on raping Noah, protecting himself from possibly being impregnated and marked.
The alpha stumbled back in shock. His face twisted from pain, to rage. "The fuck, did you just punch me?" he shouted in disbelief. "You, a pathetic omega who was begging for it, releasing your pheromones the way you are," the alpha grabbed Noah by the front of his shirt and threw him to the ground, "how dare you touch me with your filth hands." He launched his foot into Noah's rib cage, something cracked.
The two betas nervously backed away. They only came to have a little fun, they didn't sign up for this. Rape was legal, assault and battery was not. As the alpha pulled Noah back to his feet only to punch him back to the ground one of the betas spoke up, "B-bane...." Bane snarled in his direction in acknowledgment. "You're gonna kill him...."
The alpha turned towards the beta and growled, "this little fucker needs to learn his place!" How dare a lowly omega embarrass him like that.
Noah saw his chance, he grabbed what was left of his glasses, and used the little strength he had to push himself off the ground and to dash back towards the campus dorms. He could hear the alpha cursing behind him but the betas must have held him back.
He wheezed as he slowed his pace to a walk, than a limp. The adrenaline was slowly leaving his body, pain taking its place. While he inspected his glasses, which now had severely cracked lenses and a broken frame, something warm trickled down the side of his face and he sighed. He couldn't go back to the dorms like this, he'd give his roommate a heart attack.
Noah went into the nearest convenience store to pick up some bandages, duct tape and a candy bar for Lucas, he'd need to apologize for his earlier outburst.
The store didn't have a strong enough prescription to replace his glasses. There goes his bagel money. As he roamed the aisles a faint scent of lavender caught his nose. It eased his pain a little and reminded him of the times his mom would use her "natural medicine." He didn't believe in it, but it made her happy. He thought it was odd that a convenient store could spring for scent diffusers but not a mop. He cringed as he stepped in something sticky. No one else was in the store so he paid and used the one person bathroom to fix himself up.
Noah wrapped the frame of his glasses in duct tape. Now that he could more or less see, he looked in the mirror to properly assess himself and cringed. A nasty purple bruise was already starting to form on his left eye and at least one of his ribs was definitely broken, nothing he could do about that. But he could at least bandage the cut on his head and disinfect the road rash on his left shoulder. After washing up the dried blood he didn't look nearly as bad, maybe he'd purchase some makeup to coverup the bruise.
Suddenly, his hoodie started to buzz. He fished his phone out of his pocket. It was a text from Lucas.
L: Are you home yet?
Noah took a deep breath and groaned as he felt one of his snapped ribs rub against itself. He didn't deserve Lucas.
N: Yea. Sry about earlier.
L: Dont worry about it. Now get your beauty sleep. You need it. Haha
Noah laughed bitterly as he gingerly touched his swelling eye. It was a little late for that.
N: K.