Alphas' possession (Boyxboy)

ch. 1

"Nicholas Alexander Rodriguez! Get your ass down here or I'm leaving you! James already left, and if you don't get up now, you'll be late for school!" Nick groaned into his pillow before sighing and getting up.

Collecting his things for his first day of junior year, he grumbled about overbearing alpha parents and stupid older brothers that couldn't wait for their younger brothers. Nick picked up his phone after getting dressed and went down stairs.

Phone chirping, Nick went to unlock he phone as he went into the kitchen, but looked up before he could see who texted him. Nick blinked. Then blinked again. Turning to his smirking mom, he sighed and shook his head.

"Really mom?" He whined. She just smirked at him, then frowned at his shirt.

He looked at James in betrayal as his brother just stared back while eating cereal. Swallowing, James just shrugged and went to eat another bite before looking at what his younger brother was wearing.  

James raised his eyebrow and opened his mouth to say something, but Nick snarled at him before he could. James narrowed his eyes, but grunted and went back to eating his cereal.

"So, you ready for junior year sweety?" His mom asked, pointedly ignoring their silent fight.

Nick looked away from his brother, breaking the eye contest the brothers were having. Nick pretended he didn't see his brothers' smug smile, while James pretended he wouldn't him him later for that snarl and challenge. He was the elder brother and alpha after all.

Shrugging, Nick replied to his mom. "I guess. Same deal as last year, right? Just new alphas trying to dominate, omegas being dominated, and betas pretending that they don't enjoy the shit show we give them."

Both alphas in the room rolled their eyes. Nick was to put it simply, a stubborn little shit. He hated the fact that his second gender had any influence on his life. He also tended to make that little fact well known.

James stood up as he finished his cereal and went to put it in the sink.

"Well, you ready to go? Don't want to be late do we?" He asked with a snicker. Nick groaned at that. Seriously every time. Nick always fell for the 'you'll be late trick'. It was, however, the only effective way to get him out of bed in the morning.

Nick nodded before going to grab an apple and a bottle of milk from the fridge. Passing by his mom, he rubbed his cheek to her scent glands for a good morning and to have her pack/mom scent on him, also giving her a kiss on the cheek. He then just darted out of the way of his brother's hand as James tried to smack him as Nick went past him out the door. Growling, James also rubbed his cheek against his mom and gave her a kiss. Before he went to follow his brother, his mom gently grabbed his arm.

"Make sure he's safe this year okay? He might be more stronger and less submissive than some other omegas, but that doesn't matter to most people. The school sent out an email last night, saying there would be even more alphas going this year."

James rolled his eyes but nodded." I know mom. Besides, I won't be the only person looking out for him you know."

Melissa sighed as she nodded in agreement to her eldest' reply." Yes, but you are his brother and as long as he's still a student, you still count as one of his alphas at the school."

James ground his teeth at the reminder. He hated that he was seen only as his brother's secondary alpha. He still should have been first, at least until he graduated. Nodding to show he understood, he broke eye contact first to show he was the lesser, weaker alpha, and then got his backpack and went to his car.

Nick was already in the car, messing with the radio. James got in the car and smacked his hand away before hitting his brother on the head.

"Ow! What was that for?!" James just stared until Nick looked away and down and muttered "Sorry" in a petulant voice. James started the car after staring a bit longer, making Nick squirm a bit more, proving his dominance to the younger boy. 

Nick finally unlocked his phone and texted his best freind, before reading the texts from earlier. Making a noise of disgust, Nick relocked his phone without replying to any of them. He saw James side eyeing him but didn't say anything, letting his scent do the talking.

When they arrived at school James gave Nick a shirt and just looked at him until Nick took it and shoved it into his backpack in irritation and disgust. Nick chose to ignore the look of annoyance his brother gave him.

"Are we meeting here after school?"

"Yeah. Be here on time or I'm leaving you, got it?" Nick nodded his head before walking towards the entrance of the school.

"And wear the fucking shirt!" Nick flipped his brother off and heard him snarl in response. Ignoring it, Nick sent another text to his friend before looking for his locker. Hearing the phone chirp, he unlocked his phone to see if Cam had texted back.

"Ungh" Nick relocked his phone without replying to the text.

"I hope that wasn't the text I just sent you, babe." A voice commented from right behind him. Nick stiffened before turning, but before he could even think of replying, a hand shot out and shoved him into the lockers, forcing him to face his attacker.

With the hand collaring his neck, Nick fought to get out of the hold. A growl and tightening of the hand quickly stopped his movements. Nick looked at the face of the boy in front of him and barely stopped himself from trying to bare his neck in submission on instinct.

Marcus loosened his hold on Nick but didn't take his hand off his neck. Stepping closer and invading his space, Marcus rubbed his scent glands all over Nicks face and neck in a blatant display of dominance, erasing his mom's and James' scent. It not only told people, including Nick, that Nick was taken, but it also detered the other alphas from trying to steal his mate. Of course, scent marking only worked most times. When it didn't,well, blood tended to be spilled.

"Where's that shirt I got you?" Nick grimanced at the question. Almost not replying, but hearing his alpha growl in dipleasure he answered without thinking.

"It's in my backpack." Silently swearing, Nick felt his bag taken and then heard it being dug through by Jason, a beta in Marcus' 'pack'.
Marcus barely looked at the shirt presented to him, keeping his eyes on the omega currently pressed up into the lockers.

"Did you not like it? I got it thinking of your complextion. Oh, and the fact that you like that sort of music." Ignoring the sneer on his omegas face, he pretended to contemplate something.  "Or would you rather prefer to wear the collar I also bought you? It has my name and everything. So everyone would know you're taken, that you're mine." Marcus internally smirked at Nicks rapidly paling face. A shirt you can take off and change. The collar stayed on. Forever.

Marcus was thinking of putting the collar on his mate anyways. After all, Nick was his fucking omega. Not James', not Nicks' parents, his. Marcus had mated him, had fucked him raw. He even knotted the younger boy. Nick belonged to him, it didn't matter what anyone else said.

"N-no, I'll wear shirt, fuck, don't you fucking dare put that shit on me." Nick angrily spat, trying to escape. Snarling, Marcus drew Nick close.

"Then fucking put it on now, bitch, before I change my mind and put you in a collar anyways."

Remembering something, Marcus grabbed Nick by the shirt and slammed him back into the lockers.

"Ow, fuck, what?!" Nick complained, rubbing his sore head.

"Why didn't you reply to my texts?" Seeing the look of irritation and disbelief on his mates face, he decided to be the bigger male and explain. Or they'd be here forever.

"I texted you this morning, why didn't you text me back? You could have had your shirt on and this conversation could have finished faster." Marcus paused before thinking of something else." Oh and today you're sitting with me, not you brother,got it?" Nick glared but nodded, before once again heading for the restrooms. Like hell he'd sit with the asshole at lunch.