My One and Only Alpha

Chapter 4

Time, destiny, fate, the stars, the sun, everything stood still as their eyes met for the first time. The Alpha's multi-coloured eyes were the most captivating spectacle Louis had ever and will ever behold, and he could say that with the utmost confidence. Zayn hadn't been kidding; one was a gloriously rich green colour, the other a warm earthy brown with golden specks scattered within, and Louis was in deep, deep, deep trouble.
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ouis had to fight against the impulse to drop to his knees in the mere presence of the powerful creature, and it was making him incredibly woozy to do so. The Omega has never had this kind of reaction to an Alpha before, and he was helpless to do anything but swoon at the impressive sight of his superior. Now this-this is an Alpha.
Long curls of dark brunette hair flowed down the Pack Alpha's back and chest like each one had been carefully placed by the Gods, the artful locks stopping just above his sculpted hips, and the thought of tangling his fingers in the mane was a constant nag in the Omega's mind. The Alpha had the tall frame Zayn had described, thin, but defined and obviously an owner of hidden strength; his skin everywhere was smooth and without a blemish or flaw, upper arms painted with faded tattoos, and the scent. Do not get him started on the scent.
The Alpha was wearing a breechcloth with lightly shaded and beaded hide leggings on his lower half, and his upper was solely ornamented by a medium-sized and complex tribal breastplate necklace decorated with colourful beads and feathers. This neck piece was without a doubt exclusively worn by the Pack Alphas, and it independently demanded respect of its wearer.
It saddened Louis to think that at age sixteen, Harry once had to put it on for the first time when his late father had been the last to do so, but he couldn't think too hard on that or he'd start crying.
Held in one of his Harry's hands was a large and expertly crafted bow, and a sack of sharp, stone-tipped arrows was fastened over his shoulder. In the Alpha's other hand, equally demanding attention, was a daunting tomahawk that had been grotesquely stained red, presumably by years of constant bloodshed.
All and all, Harry shone like a visceral God of war, come to smite all who dare tread his path-or alternatively, a beautiful spirit of the otherworld who had manifested to promote unity and peace to every tribe in the land. Whatever he could resemble was not of this Earth, and Louis felt entirely unworthy to be in his presence.
All of Louis' evaluations had been made in mere seconds, and though it had felt like a lifetime to him, as soon as their eyes met, the Alpha's had passed over Louis without even a hint of interest in him. Louis couldn't help feeling the sharp sting of rejection, and he had to battle the worsening urge to drop to his knees and grovel for the Alpha's undivided attention.
Thankfully controlling himself, Louis settled to watch silently while Harry's unblinking gaze locked onto his Beta. Louis heard Zayn's petrified gulp as Harry slowly and calmly set his weapons onto the floor and removed the quiver sack of arrows from his shoulder. The Pack Alpha then straightened and crossed the floor in three wide and graceful steps, stopping just in front of his Beta.
Time seemed to stand still again as both Louis and Zayn's breathing was put on hold, the wolves anxiously waiting for whatever Harry would do. Fickle time then decided to leap forward with an unprecedented force, because in the blink of an eye, Harry had reared back and punched Zayn in the face so hard, the poor Alpha was knocked off his feet and sent flying backward, landing with a thud and cradling his face.
"You idiot!" Harry bellowed in a jarringly intimidating timbre that had Louis grabbing the nearest log pillar to stabilize himself, the Omega staring on with wide eyes as the Alpha glided forward to stand over Zayn's defeated form and bark in his face.
"What the hell did you think you were doing? A full day late, when it was a diversion-I didn't know-I thought I'd sent my Beta to his death, do you have any idea-I could have lost you. Niall could have lost you. Did you expect me to deal with him after your unnecessary death for the rest of his lonely days? They went north, you stupid mutt, leaving quite a few of their numbers behind for you to run into, and that...certain one...he wouldn't have even been there, and you would have died in vain, you brainless swine. And here you are perfectly fine, like you haven't just escaped death! What kind of incompetent Alpha are you?" the Pack Alpha rapidly shouted at his Beta, while to their side, Louis was becoming increasingly unstable with every angry word.
"Alpha Harry, I'm sorry. I was only following your orders, my chief. I never arrived at the cove because I found Louis first and we traveled back together. That's why it took an extra day, and for that I am sorry. You have to understand I had no idea. I've said this a lot tonight, but I never would have taken so long if I'd had known everyone was worried. I'm sorry about Niall as well, I know how that can be," Zayn pleaded from the ground he was still splayed out on.
"Oh, get up, Zayn. Who the fuck is Louis?" Harry snapped, stepping back to give Zayn room to rise from the floor. In his blind anger, Harry's mind hadn't yet registered the strange Omega in the room, or that he was connected to Zayn's story.
"The Omega I found in the forest on my way to the cove. He took down an adult Alpha rogue right in front of my eyes," Zayn declared as he shakily stood, wincing at the sudden headache that had rippled through his skull. He knew he was milking it with the Louis details, but he wanted Harry to be impressed with the submissive from his testimony. Best to get this going with a good start. "He was a wolf of the Eighth, Siksika, under Rixon Bahe, but he was banished three years ago, and I gave him safe passage here in the hopes that you would-"
"No Omega could take down a rogue, Zayn," Harry argued, scoffing from the mere concept of such a feat. "I don't know what you saw, but it wasn't that. It's impossible. They wouldn't even know where to start, and then their nature wouldn't even allow it to happen."
"He's right next to you, Harry, why don't you ask him," Zayn sassed, internally dreading any potential consequences for his attitude, but the importance of these two to really notice each other outweighed everything. Who knew he'd be such a fervent matchmaker?
Louis had been stood motionless this whole time, but with Harry rounding on him and stalking forward like a predator, the Omega instinctively reached back to grab the hilt of his sword, and he swung it forward with purpose, poised to defend himself if need be.
This innately stunned the Pack Alpha, as it does every other Alpha, and Harry instantly halted his advance, staring straight into the defensive Omega in astonishment. Louis had been well-prepared to fight for his life, but unfortunately when their gazes met again, the Omega suddenly lost all his will to fight and he dropped Chatan to the ground, arms falling uselessly at his sides, his whole body unable to threaten the Alpha. Harry merely stared at the Omega without speaking a word, replaying all the unexpected events that had just occurred.
Meanwhile, Louis was panicking; for the first time in his life, he hadn't been able to threaten an Alpha-when he's been doing that for three years straight. The Omega was frantically searching his mind for a solution to this colossal problem when he noticed Harry closing the remaining distance between them. He stiffened like a tree as Harry leaned in dangerously close to him and deeply scented his neck, flaring his nostrils as he pulled away and making a face of offended confusion. "What do I smell on you?" he interrogated.
Louis didn't want to believe Harry was smelling the remedies in his hormones; nobody had ever been able to detect them before, and he prayed they weren't losing their potency or something of the like. It could be possible he was developing a tolerance, and if so, this was an enormous problem.
He'd been blocking his heats and slick production while dulling his overall Omega scent with suppressants for the last five years. This is how he had been able to convince the masses of his tribe that he really was the useless Omega they already thought him to be for his troublesome immunity to Alpha compulsion. If this remedy suddenly lost its effectiveness, Louis was going to have a lot to answer for.
Despite the very real concerns in his thoughts, Louis responded with a bland shrug of his shoulders, hoping he painted a picture of innocence and naivete to the Pack Alpha.
Harry was neither convinced, nor pleased. "Don't lie to me. A measly creature such as yourself could not possibly have outdone an Alpha male, and you certainly have no business shrugging your shoulders when I ask you a direct question," he growled, unaware his green left eye had temporarily become an ominous shade of black.
Louis leaned in and squinted to get a closer look at his changed iris, but Harry quickly blinked and it returned to its original green. Whatever. The Omega was seething and very much wanted to respond to Harry's taunts, but he knew he wouldn't get any useful words to the situation past his snarky mouth, so he mutely stared. The Alpha snorted and turned to Zayn, giving Louis his back and apparently not finding the Omega worth his time anymore. No you don't, he snarled to the Alpha in his head, his Omega and logical mind at war with differing reactions to what Harry had just done.
While Louis' inner Omega was distraught over the Alpha's cutting rejection, and was desperately begging him not to say anything, Louis himself was far too livid to keep silent any longer. This stranger had not only insulted his gender, twice, but had also invalidated Louis' personal capability. And that just wasn't something anyone should ever do, beautiful Pack Alpha or not.
But most importantly, Louis loathed and despised the sight of backs. He'd had enough of them for many lifetimes over, and the Omega had vowed he'd invariably do everything in his power to ensure every back would always turn around and face him like he deserved. So, he did.
"You bushy-haired asshole! You weren't there, were you? You don't know a damn thing about me, don't talk like you do. If you wanna see how I fight Alphas, I'll show you right fucking now," he growled, voice laced with the strongest Alpha timbre he had to give in his weakened state-it was enough. Shit, he thought, gulping down his fear of the upcoming aftermath. You've done it this time.
Harry's shoulders tensed like he'd stepped out into a snowstorm, and he was almost twitching with rage as he turned to viciously glare Louis into the ground, face a mixture of disbelief and barely contained fury. "What...did you just say?"