HEAT AND RUT. (Alpha Lycan And His Omega Tiger)

OMEGA IN HEAT.

Chapter: 2.
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A faint cry distracted him from his happy feast and once his eyes went in the direction his ears pointed to, a sudden smell wafted his way. With a snap of his jaws, Rafa turned towards the source and met nothing. The scent was strong; it was of wood fires and fresh herbs and it made his nose and his blood roar. Abandoning their fresh kill the Lycan sniffed the air, his sharpened nostrils picking up the scent of an omega, an omega in heat, alone on a full moon hunt night, and even worse she is releasing her pheromones in great amount that any Alpha could hurt her if they were nearby.

Fur prickled across the Lycan's spine in response to the thought, making him growl low in his chest. He was furious, angry that an omega would venture on such a hunt on their own, and enraged that they would go on a full moon hunt at all, unprotected and completely unaware of the danger they were in. He has given specific instructions that Omegas shouldn't be left alone unprotected. Omegas are very essential to the Pack and they're to be guarded at all times. If they're Mated then their Mates should be with them when they're going outside the boundaries of the Pack and if they are Unmated then a Beta must be with them. Yet, this Omega in heat is wandering alone.

It made him mad.

He just couldn't understand why they refuse to heed warnings knowing damn well that a Tiger Clan has moved in and is causing trouble.

He quickly caught the scent once again. The scent was weak yet strong enough to catch his attention. This time, there wasn't any other sound, only the rustling of the grass as the breeze passed through it. If Rafa didn't know better he would say she was waiting for him... but why. His eyes narrowed in thought as they traveled along the pathway until they found the source of the scent and he smirked. He could sense the omega in a clearing near the edge of the forest, by the riverbank. Licking the blood from his lips, Rafa growled low.

This Omega is in Heat and the strong pheromones she's released were starting to inflame his Rut and he hasn't had his Rut in years. Without a Mate, they had fought to keep their Rut in with magic and as a Lycan the Alpha of Alphas, only their Mate could bring out their Rut in such a rapid moment.

Stalking gently towards the oblivious omega, Rafa snarled loudly, his voice echoing through the trees as he stalked the omega, watching his target intently. As soon as his feet touched the ground he bounded towards the omega.

Caleb felt the strong Alpha pheromones that were starting to cloud the air that he breathed. He had sniffed it before but this time it was stronger. Turning to look behind he caught sight of the Lycan bounding strongly toward him.

He chirped and made to run away from him but that was futile. The Alpha's strong pheromones were starting to weaken him and he couldn't run any further than a few feet before he was falling into the grass and whimpering in both submission and arousal.

The scent of arousal was thick, the pheromones stronger, as the Lycan stood tall and proud staring down in shock at the Male Omega Tiger in heat.

They had thought it was a female, not that they had anything against them being male but a TIGER!!

It can not be right.

"A Tiger?!" Rafa growled annoyingly and the male cowered before him, whimpering and pressing his back further into the ground. "Is this a Joke!" Rafa growled again. "Our Mate is a filthy Tiger?! Tigers and Lycans don't Mate, what the hell is going on?!" The shock was evident in the Lycan's voice and not a lot shocks the Lycan but this...this was beyond both man and beast. The louder his voice grew the weaker the Tiger and the more Pheromones he released his smell was starting to irritate the Lycan.

The Alpha's rumbled growl sent shivers down Caleb's spine as his mind began reeling trying to comprehend what was happening to him. Rafa stepped closer to the trembling tiger. He noticed the markings on the male's body, similar to his own markings and he knew what they meant immediately.

The marks indicated Mates.

And this Tiger bore his Full moon.

His heart began pounding wildly. He was mateless?! Wasn't he supposed to mark his Mate before they can have his Markings? But for some reason, this Tiger already bore his markings. What does this mean?! Caleb whimpered again and closed his eyes tightly. He felt the heat rising around him, his heat was in full bloom, his whole body quivered uncontrollably and when he opened his eyes they were glowing golden. Rafa growled menacingly. He was going to rip apart that damn cat if he wasn't his Mate!

No, he refuses to accept a Cat for a Mate.

But that Damn Pheromones, he growled starting into the Cat's golden eyes with his multicolored ones and the Cat whimpered then slowly bared his neck for him in submission Rafa saw Red.

He pounced on the Cat, ripping open the skin around his neck with his razor-sharp teeth. The Cat let out a roar as the blood flowed from his wounds but still, he stayed on his back. The Lycan wasn't marking him, he was subduing him, forcing him into submission when it was clearly not needed, it was another form of rejection and it was painful yet the cat's pheromones reached out desperately seeking relief as the Alpha ripped into his skin.

Once he was satisfied he pulled his teeth away from the bleeding neck and met the Cat's eyes without bothering to help him heal knowing Tigers can't heal like Werewolves. How cruel.

"I command you to stop releasing your pheromones," Rafa spoke coldly in his human voice, his tone demanding and his eyes darkening. The cat flinched. His breathing became labored and the blood ran from his neck faster. "I do not wish to smell you and henceforth you are forbidden from ever coming remotely close to my Packlands. You are banned from coming near me. Leave and return to your Clan, and never come back, you hear? Never." The Alpha growled and the cat flinched again but nodded. Rafa didn't move. He stared at the scared-looking cat underneath him.

He had stopped releasing his pheromones, it forced his heat to cease and the Tiger was in so much pain and yet the Lycan wouldn't acknowledge that.

"Now leave!" He ordered again. The Cat hesitated. Rafa's eyes blazed dangerously.
"Do it now!! Or I'll turn you into the next dead fox, and everyone else in your clan!" he snarled. The cat backed away from the Alpha. Rafa waited until the cat was gone beyond the tree line before he relaxed. His eyes returned to normal and he took a deep breath to try to control himself before heading back to his Pack.

That night Rafa returned to the Pack before anyone else did.

The Moon was still high in the sky. There were still a few hours until sunset and yet the Lycan was ready to call it a night and that was what he did.

Fuck, that damn cat!