an alpha's temptation and a beta's vulnerability

one shot

The moon hung low over the Siberian tundra, casting a silver glow across the snow-covered landscape. The air was crisp, biting at exposed skin, as Aiham and Yoodh trotted along with their friends. The laughter of their pack echoed in the stillness of the night, a warm contrast to the chill that enveloped them. Aiham, petite and light-footed, felt the weight of the world melt away as he joined in the camaraderie, his laughter ringing like a bell. "Come on, Aiham! You call that a howl?" one of their friends, Shaabil, teased, her voice playful and sharp against the cold. Aiham puffed his chest out, his tail wagging playfully. "I'll show you a howl!" He tilted his head back, letting out an exaggerated, melodramatic howl that sent their friends into fits of laughter. Yoodh, towering beside him with his broad shoulders and gruff demeanor, watched with a mixture of amusement and affection. He was a stark contrast to Aiham, all hard angles and intimidating presence. But beneath that exterior, there was a loyalty that ran deep, a protective instinct that he rarely showed. As the night wore on, the laughter faded into the background, replaced by an uneasy tension that began to coil in Aiham's belly. He felt a warmth pooling within him, a heat that was both exhilarating and terrifying. It struck him suddenly, an overwhelming wave of instinct that pulled at his very core. "Hey, Aiham, you okay?" Yoodh's deep voice broke through his thoughts, concern flickering in his icy blue eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine," Aiham replied, but his voice was strained. He could feel the heat radiating from him, an undeniable signal that his body was entering a vulnerable state. He attempted to mask it, forcing a smile. "Just a little cold, that's all." Yoodh frowned, his instincts flaring. "Let's head back. I think we've had enough fun for one night." "No! I want to stay!" Aiham insisted, his voice rising. He could feel the heat pooling deeper within him, an undeniable urge to be among his pack, but the discomfort was growing. "I don't want to ruin the night for everyone." "Ruin the night? You're the life of the party!" Kira chimed in, unaware of the battle raging inside Aiham. "Let's keep the games going!" But Yoodh's gaze was unwavering, a protective storm brewing in his chest. "We're leaving, Aiham. Now." His tone brooked no argument. As they began to walk back, Aiham's breath quickened, and he felt the heat intensifying. He struggled to keep his composure, but the scent of his own arousal was undeniable, wafting through the air. He could sense Yoodh's change in demeanor, his alpha instincts kicking in as he picked up on Aiham's distress. "Yoodh..." Aiham whispered, his voice trembling. "I can't... I don't want to—" "Just trust me," Yoodh interrupted gently, his voice low and steady. "We'll get you home." The walk back felt like a blur. Aiham's heart raced, and he fought against the primal instincts clawing at him. Yoodh walked close, his presence both a comfort and a source of confusion. "Yoodh, I—" Aiham started, but the words tangled in his throat. "Let it out, Aiham," Yoodh urged, his tone softening as they reached the edge of their territory, the trees looming like silent sentinels. "You don't have to fight this alone." "I don't want to be a burden," Aiham admitted, his voice barely a whisper. "You could never be a burden to me. You're my pack." Yoodh's words were a balm, soothing the raw edges of Aiham's fear. "It's okay to need help. Especially now." Aiham's breath caught in his throat, and he turned to face Yoodh. The giant alpha's presence was overwhelming, yet it enveloped him in a sense of safety. "But I'm... I'm in heat. It's embarrassing." "Why would that be embarrassing?" Yoodh's brows knitted together, confusion etched across his rugged features. "It's natural." "Natural doesn't make it any less vulnerable," Aiham replied, his cheeks flushing. "I don't want you to look at me like I'm weak." Yoodh stepped closer, his warm breath mingling with the cold air. "You're not weak, Aiham. You're strong in ways I can't even begin to describe. But sometimes, strength means allowing someone in." Aiham swallowed hard, the heat within him swirling like a tempest. "What if I lose control?" "Then I'll be here to catch you." Yoodh's voice was fierce, a promise wrapped in conviction. The air crackled with tension as Aiham gazed into Yoodh's eyes, searching for answers. The world around them faded, leaving just the two of them amidst the snow and shadows. The heat surged, overwhelming him, and a whimper escaped his lips before he could stop it. "Yoodh..." Aiham breathed, his heart racing as desire and fear intertwined. "Let me help you," Yoodh urged, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. Aiham's body betrayed him, leaning instinctively toward Yoodh as his instincts flared. "I don't know what to do." "Follow me." Yoodh grabbed Aiham's hand, his grip firm yet gentle, and led him deeper into the trees, away from the prying eyes of their pack. The world melted away as they reached a secluded clearing, the moonlight bathing them in silvery light. Aiham could feel the heat radiating from him, and he fought against the urge to succumb. "Yoodh, I—" "Shh..." Yoodh silenced him with a finger against his lips, his eyes darkening with a primal intensity. "Just breathe." Aiham took a shaky breath, and Yoodh stepped closer, his body nearly enveloping Aiham's smaller frame. "You're safe here." With each second that passed, Aiham's resolve began to wane. The heat swelled, and he felt himself leaning into Yoodh's warmth, seeking solace in his presence. "I... I can't fight it. It's too strong." "Then don't fight it," Yoodh replied, his voice deep and soothing. "Let it happen. I'll be right here." Aiham's breath hitched as he felt Yoodh's hands cupping his face, their foreheads touching. "Yoodh..." "Let go," he murmured, and Aiham felt himself surrendering to the tide, the heat igniting something deep within him. With a sharp intake of breath, Aiham moaned softly as the heat washed over him, leaving a trail of warmth against Yoodh's skin. Their connection deepened as Yoodh's grip tightened, grounding him in a way he had never experienced before. "Just like that," Yoodh encouraged, his voice low and rough. "I've got you." In that moment, Aiham surrendered completely, the storm within him swirling into a gentle, pulsing rhythm. Yoodh was the anchor he had needed, a steady force amidst the chaos. "Yoodh..." Aiham breathed, their bodies drawing closer. "Focus on me," Yoodh urged, his voice a soothing balm. "You're not alone." The world outside faded, leaving only the two of them tangled together in the moonlight, their hearts beating in synchrony. As the night wore on, Aiham discovered a new layer of intimacy, a bond forged in vulnerability and strength. Yoodh was no longer just an alpha; he was a protector, a companion who embraced every part of Aiham, even the messy, complicated bits. "Thank you," Aiham whispered, the words spilling from his heart. "Always," Yoodh replied, his eyes softening as he brushed his thumb over Aiham's cheek. And in the depths of the Siberian night, amidst the cold and the stars, a new chapter began for them both—one woven from the threads of desire, protection, and unbreakable trust.