How To Be An Alpha

Step 3

For everyone, turning eighteen meant two important things in their lives. The first one was becoming a legal adult in the law's eyes. That was basic. The second one, was what everyone was really looking forward to.

Once a person turns eighteen, their body comes to the final stages of hormonal development. Every individual is required to take a test which determines whether they were born an alpha, beta or omega. This meant that they have reached full maturity in regards to their respective wolves.

Changes on alphas and omegas are the most evident, with the significant growth in both their bodies and senses. One of the most common ones is the heightened senses, more notoriously, the sense of smell.

Smell helps alphas and omegas to identify pheromones and other particles that regular noses can't sense. In many situations, this ability is used to hunt, but it can also help to find certain people or things, as well as for mating.

Betas and minors don't have the ability to smell pheromones, so many of them can't be greatly affected by them. Alphas and omegas on the other hand, can easily be influenced by such smells. The most common example being that omegas are attracted to alpha pheromones and vice versa. However, an alpha can't stand another alpha's pheromones.

Alpha pheromones, unlike omega's, are usually strong, oftentimes accompanied by a musty scent that determines an alpha's dominance. Whereas, an omega tends to have much softer and calming scents, mainly related to floral and fruity smells.

Nowadays, with the evolution of society, alphas don't battle to death the moment they cross paths. An alpha has to grow accustomed to other alphas' scent in order for their bodies to register them as allies. Strangers can easily frisk up an alpha. However, even with the mind knowing and not taking the other as an enemy, an alpha's scent will always be sour to another alpha. In short, alphas detest other alphas.

This however, doesn't explain why Taehyung suddenly feels dizzy. His mind is being revered up by oranges, sandalwood and… is that a hint of baby lotion he's smelling? The strong citrus scent is making him lightheaded and he can't help but feel like he's on the clouds all of a sudden. The very faint scent of baby lotion subtly calms him before a new feeling takes over his body.

He has never been so aware of the scents surrounding him. It was so intense, tears began to well up on his eyes and he wasn't sure if his nose could take anymore of the sudden rush of smell. He had one thing clear though, he didn't want to stop smelling oranges and sandalwood.

At that moment, Taehyung wasn't in control of his own body anymore. He turned around, not knowing what to expect, when he met a pair of brown eyes that left him frozen in place. Those shiny eyes were looking back at him with a cold stare, making a shiver run down his spine. And yet, despite the ice covering that stare, Taehyung could see them soften the moment they landed on his own. For a split second, it was as if something had melted inside those dark irises that he found himself looking at for his reflection.

Taehyung hadn't even registered their close proximity until he felt the other man's chest practically grazing him whenever he breathed in. He'd been so lost in those eyes, he couldn't remember why he was there in the first place.

"Peppermint, cedarwood and…" The man stopped for a second and seemed to sniff once before getting closer to Taehyung's face. "Lavender…"

And oh god— this guy had such a nice voice. It wasn't overly deep, but rather very soothing. Like a caress. It was very smooth, yet there was something behind it that could easily have him begging on his knees.

Taehyung shuddered for a second, realising how much closer they had gotten. This was not what he had thought would happen when his friend told him about tutoring a new student.

"Who the hell are you?" Before Taehyung could react, the guy grabbed his wrist and forcefully pulled him closer.

If that already seemed impossible enough, the guy was now glaring daggers at him, his cold stare even harder than before as he held onto his wrist with significant force. Taehyung knew there was no way he would be able to free himself.

What was this guy made of?

Whatever moment they had a minute ago was gone as the man kept glaring at Taehyung. What was wrong with him? And here he thought his days as a single man would be coming to an end.

Taehyung knew he had certain… complications to say the least. But that didn't take away his spirit. Actually, some might say that Taehyung was quite a prideful man. He wasn't rich or anything by the way, but he had managed his entire life living without any special abilities that came with him presenting as an alpha.

More than prideful, he would rather consider himself as someone that works hard to achieve what he wants. He knows his own limits, but won't let something as being a late bloomer ruin his chances of living a happy life. He's been very stubborn his entire life and tends to do things without a second of hesitation. He was headstrong and reliable. Most importantly, he was confident. He didn't need to be an alpha to be able to help others and climb his way to his own goals.

He was simply Kim Taehyung, and he would keep going his own way, alpha or not.

Right now, he was not going to back down at the intimidation of a man that clearly thought that just because he was an alpha, could do whatever he pleased.

"Let go of me." He said each word with a bite behind them, not attempting to free himself.

The man scoffed, looking to a side before pulling on his arm once again. "I asked first and this is my house to begin with. So tell me, who the fuck are you or I won't hesitate to rip you to pieces."

Taehyung felt himself tremble at the threat, but refused to let it show. On the contrary, he hardened his glare even more, fisting his hand.

"Oh are you, now? Do it. I dare you." He had no idea what came over him. He knew this man wouldn't think twice before going through with his threat. The place already looked like it belonged to some type of mob boss and now, thanks to his sharp tongue, he would probably be found ripped to pieces in some dumpster behind a club.

What was worse was not the very probable ending of his short life, but the fact that he couldn't take that scent out of his head. Even with everything that was happening, Taehyung could only focus on the smell of oranges and sandalwood, slowly taking away his sanity as something in him told him to submit or he would really lose it.

And perhaps the most absurd part of all, was that he could see the same desire swirling in the man's eyes, only barely managing to push back whatever was it that made him look at him with those eyes.

He didn't even know if he wanted to rip him or his shirt open.

"What's going on in here?"