Yandere!Female!Alpha!Talon Agents x Fem!Omega!Reader (Reworked)

Chapter 14

Two weeks later….

I didn’t get much more information about the informants from the two, the alphas shrugging me off and telling me not to worry my pretty little head about it. So after much frustration I decided to move onto my final target-Zarya. Now to be honest, she is the most frustrating. It was obvious from her interactions with others that flirting wouldn’t work. I had seen a few betas attempt to flirt and throw themselves on her, leading her to glare at them and push them away. Insead she seemed more relaxed in friendly conversations. I of course used this to my advantage, making small talk with the impressive alpha whenever I saw her. This seemed to draw her towards me, the Russian now approaching me if I was in the vicinity. 

Today was once more my day off and I was heading towards the cafeteria when I spotted the muscular woman. I smile when we spot each other quickly making my way towards her. 

“Going to the gym?” I ask.

“Yes. I wasn’t able to make it yesterday.”

“Well, do you need a spotter? You might need some help with those heavy weights.” I tease knowing full well she was capable of weightlifting over 1000 pounds. 

I jokingly flex, earning a small smile and chuckle from her. 

“I suppose so.”

My smile widens and I quickly join the alpha’s side. It was still early in the morning so there weren’t too many onlookers as we made our way to the gym. The main gym was also pretty much empty except for one beta in the far off corner. He didn’t spare us a glance as we entered. 

Zarya went straight for the weight bench while I decided to hop on the treadmill beside her. My eyes couldn’t stay away from her form when she began to add on weights. Her world record was in the back of my mind but I couldn’t help but remain in awe. I quickly avert my gaze when she sits down on the bench, focusing my gaze on the controls in front of me. 

However it didn’t stay that way for long when she started to lift, the weight seemingly posing no challenge to the alpha. I kept my peripheral focused on her while I worked on my cardio, doing my best to keep my blush in check. After a few minutes she stopped and I slowed my pace. I brought the treadmill to a stop when Zarya reached for her water bottle.

“That didn’t even seem like a challenge to you.” I state eyeing the heavy weights.

“They’re not.”

“How come you don’t use more?”

“I have. Still not a challenge.” She huffs, taking a sip from her water bottle.

Just then a devious idea came to mind, “Well if you can lift that so easily, do you think you could do the same with me~”

The alpha’s breath hitches while her eyes widened, the Russian starting to choke on the liquid. I jump in alarm rushing over to her. 

“Are you okay!? I was just joking! Perhaps a little sparring is more up your alley?” I ask nervously watching her as her coughs die down. 

“Я бы сказал, что да(I would’ve said yes).” She responds, causing me to furrow my brows in confusion, “But let’s spar instead.”

I nod leaving her personal bubble before heading towards the sparring mat. The alpha shifts into a fighting stance causing me to smirk. Feeling a bit confident despite our obvious size difference I motion her forward with my hand. Zarya raises a brow but doesn’t hesitate. 

She darts towards me but I was easily able to dodge her attack. As I passed I landed a sharp kick to her left knee, the alpha’s leg buckling but not giving in. Zarya was quick to recover from my attack, her hand just barely missing my leg. By then I was directly behind her and I used the opportunity to pounce on her back. I wrap my arm around her neck, beginning to apply pressure. 

“Yield.” I said in her ear which earned a chuckle from her. 

Before I knew it her hands grabbed my shoulders, flipping me over her front, my back landing harshly against the mat. I grunt at the impact but swiftly move out of the way just as Zarya attempted to pin me down. I wasn’t able to balance myself though, sending me back onto the mat. The Russian doesn’t miss this chance, launching forward to pin me. Her legs easily pin my torso between them while one of her hands pins my hands, and the other adds just enough pressure to my head to keep me subdued. I attempt to break her hold but it’s no use. Her grip was unwavering.

“Do you yield?”

“I yield.” I pant the Russian smirking before getting off of me. 

She offers me her hand and I accept, getting back up before shifting into another fighting stance.

“Round two?”

Zarya smirks, getting into a stance of her own. However before we could continue someone cleared their throat, interrupting us. 

“Perhaps you’d like a different sparring partner?”

We both turn, spotting Brigitte not far from us. She almost looked jealous as she approached, her eyes settling on the Russian across from me. Zarya scoffed, rolling her eyes before motioning towards me. 

“If F/N wishes to then I’m fine with being a spectator this round.”

Brigitte’s eyes snap to me and I shrug, “Sure.”

Zarya nods, stepping off the mat. She was swiftly replaced by Brigitte who had a glint of excitement in her eye. This time I attacked first, taking a swing at her face. She dodged it and in return took a small jab at my side. I blocked it with my arm, bringing my heel down onto her foot. She hissed in pain giving me an opening to strike her leg. Unlike Zarya the hit took her down onto her knee. I swiftly tackled the alpha, pulling the same move I did on the other alpha except this time I focused most of my weight on the center of her back so she couldn’t get up. Brigitte growled in frustration when her thrashing couldn’t break my hold. I smirked, leaning down so my mouth was by her ear.

“What’s the matter alpha?~ Don’t like being pinned down?~” 

Deciding to tease her more I lightly ground down on her thigh. Although this seemed to spur the alpha on a little too much. With sudden new found energy she threw her head back, delivering a rather harsh head butt. I hiss in pain, my hands flying up to my nose to cradle the aching organ. Brigitte quickly rolled over, grabbing my hips and lifting me in the air planning to bring me back down to pin me. 

However we were far too close to the edge of the mat. Mid fall I realized that the back of my head was heading straight first towards the concrete ground. I could tell Brigitte noticed this too, her eyes widening when she realized she couldn’t stop it. Although just as I was expecting my head to split open a palm stops it. I look up in surprise to see Zarya, her large hand saving me from a very painful injury. 

“Are you okay?” She asks, staring down into my eyes. 

“Y-Yeah. Thank you, alpha.”

She nods, turning her gaze to Brigitte, “You must be observant of your surroundings Brigitte. If I had not been here then her head would be split open.”

“I know. I just didn’t realize-”

“Just pay attention.” Zarya cuts her off, clearly upset by the alpha’s lack of control.

Brigitte nods shifting away from me as the other alpha helped me up. Once making sure I wasn’t injured Zarya let go of my hand. I take a step away from the two noticing the tension between them.

“I um think I’m going to head back to my dorm.” 

“Very well. We’ll see you around F/N.” Zarya responds, keeping her gaze on Brigitte as I swiftly make my escape.