Chp 10- Victory

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Sanemi subconsciously lowered his weapon, the force of the command taking over his body. Until he saw Giyuu running forward, he was frozen. Sanemi glanced back to see an alpha just mere inches away from beheading Shinobu. He regained his mobility, he shifted his weight from one foot to another and pounced into the air. Using the wind he accumulated speed and quickly struck the Alpha down, saving Shinobu from death.

"Ara-ara~, thankyou Sanemi-san." Shinobu said, though Sanemi was sure that she was pissed. Either at him or at someone else. He turned around to see Sabito running towards them.

"A few of the rogues dispatched and are heading to the healing tent. Kocho, go there to protect the wounded, Kanae will not be able to do so by herself." Sabito said. His face was covered in blood, sweat and grime. Yet he managed to give them his signature smile. Sanemi tensed, he had left Masachika with Kanae to help the wounded, would his friend be okay? Sabito seemed to sense his tension.

"We'll need you here Sanemi, whatever you did with your scent seemed to have worked. Kocho'll be able to defend the healing tent." Sabito spoke. Sanemi nodded, he looked over at Giyuu and saw him using his sword to take down five alphas at once. Sanemi noticed that the prime alpha didn't have much bulk in comparison to Sabito, but he made up for it in the form of flexibility and his cold demeanour.

"Yes, now what is the status of the reinforcements?" Sanemi asked, as he stabbed one of the opponents in the gut.

"Their numbers aren't big, with Giyuu here we'll be able to fend them off pretty well." Sabito informed, He quickly slipped past the omega to counter the strike that was going to be landed on the Aqua tribe leader. Sanemi sighed and surged into the battle. He flew like a bird, his moves fluid and gusty, the delicate balances and powerful strikes made it seem as if he were dancing on the battlefield. He ran to the flank of the field and countered many attacks, but he wasn't inevitable. The trick that he had done with his scent was taking its toll on him. So he did it again.

Breathing in, he mustered all the feelings he felt, which were rage, rage and more rage. He channelled it into his scent, letting his scent glands pump out the lavender and vanilla in the most pungent way. The scent was sour, to showcase how angry he felt. It wafted through the battlefield and hit the opponents in their noses. They staggered, not thinking that this strong of a scent play would be used.

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"YOU IDIOT OMEGA!" One of Sanemi's clients yelled at him, it was clear that the beta was drunk.

"I WANT TO HAVE A GOOD TIME SO YOU BETTER GIVE IT TO ME!" The Beta roared, Sanemi whimpered. He was scared, this was his fourth time being sold to a bidder. But he didn't want to listen.

"GO AWAY!" Sanemi screamed, he forcefully swallowed down the lump in his throat and the plea that was going to escape his lips. This didn't do anything to lighten the mood of the beta before him.

"What did you say?" The beta's voice was soft now, cold and icy, like a snake's hiss.

"I said go AWAY!" Sanemi emphasised. He didn't have time to comprehend what the beta was going to do next, before he could even blink he was pinned against the wall by strong, filthy arms.

A scream built up in his throat, but he couldn't let it go as a strong palm kept his mouth shut. Tears strolled down his cheeks as his "master" leaned towards his neck and began sucking on it. Sanemi sobbed, his arms and legs flailing and trying to get the beta away. But he couldn't. The oppressing man was pumping submission pheromones into the air and it was suffocating the poor omega.

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