Another Bird for a cage (MikeyxReader)

The whiter the crazy

Izana Kurokawa that was the monsters name. Monster, the only appropriate name for the animal walking into the door. I smelled him, felt him in every single bone in my body before he even appeared. He announced himself as if he was the only creature to exist within this vast world. The pheromones which filled the room sending me into an oblivion as if i was drowning in the cold sea.

I wasn't the only one struggling. Some of the alphas in the room struggled under the suppression and poisonous pheromones. Only one thing can make an alpha fall down without even making a appearance.

Another monster like the one I already met.

Dominant Alpha.

What kind of fucked up luck do I have? Idk what I did but fate is definently fucking with me how can I encounter two maniacs? My mind whirled.

"Is it time for me to appear?" Sneered a voice as a man with vivid white hair sauntered in the door way.  Stopping right at the door to open his arms out as if to announce himself. His purple eyes striking against his skin tone.  He shrugged as he took another step into the room a devilish sneer on his face as i stared at him.  "Can't wait to meet the new pet my lovely brother is keeping?"

"Izana"  I turned to look back at the man who uttered that one word.  The black haired man in front of me warned the alpha in a tone that seemed to portray threat and dominance over the other man. This beta male named Shinichiro was someone.  A beta who easily warn a dominant alpha as if he was just a small child was not a beta to mess with. I turned back to the bigger threat  to me at that stood by the door.

"What I'm behaving." He smiled revealing a row a teeth that seemed sinister.  "I'm..." His voice cut off as if his whole aura seemed to change, a chill running up my spine.  As I stared I took his appearance in.

Where Mikey was muted, this man was vivid in all senses of the world. He wore a lace black shirt with red pants a matching red jacket over his shoulders with a red fur trim around the collar.  He seemed as outrageous as the style he wore. His eyes closed as he continued to inhale the air. His eyes lulling closed.  The alphas in the room taking this moment to quietly disappear out the door behind the dominant alpha.

FUCK

FUCK

FUCKKKKK

I had been too comfortable in this place. Not to mention with the constant grooming i did with Mikey on his short visits this room was filled with me. In normal situations that was pleasant in other situation like this where another predator was hunting... I was serving myself on a silver actually more like golden platter.  Because an omega like me was one they otherwise would have never encountered.

His eyes snapped open as his breathing became ragged.

Dominant Alphas were suppose to be rare, even within bloodlines. Knowing one in the underworld was already a sporadic event. Now knowing there were two of them and they were equally as unhinged due to the lack of pheromones grooming  was just a travesty of the heavens. Or more like a play from the depths of hell. 

As I continued to look at him i felt every drop of blood in my body run cold. Dangerous. Even more dangerous than the rutting Mikey. His white hair seemed to contrast against his skin, his eyes a brilliant amethyst seemed to convey his insanity that could only be him. His eyes locked on mine I felt myself recoil back into the the seat trying to move as far as I can in this seat. I wanted to run but his pheromones overran me. I froze, was it fear or probably from the shock of the whole situation.  He rushed at me a look of hunger on his face. A face I seemed to know all too well.

He reminded me of the rutting Mikey.  Maybe insanity was a family trait.  His whole body slammed into mine. He intertwined with me as his body encompassed mine.  He fell into the couch onto me.