Bonten's Number 2

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/40178205.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of
Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Categories: M/M, Multi, Other
Fandoms: 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga), 東京卍リベン
ジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Anime)
Relationships: Sanzu Haruchiyo/Everyone, Haitani Rindou/Sanzu Haruchiyo, Mikey |
Sano Manjirou/Sanzu Haruchiyo, Mikey | Sano Manjirou & Sanzu
Haruchiyo, Koko | Kokonoi Hajime & Sanzu Haruchiyo, Haitani
Ran/Sanzu Haruchiyo, Bonten Gang Members & Sanzu Haruchiyo
Characters: Sanzu Haruchiyo, Mikey | Sano Manjirou, Koko | Kokonoi Hajime,
Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Bonten Gang Members (Tokyo Revengers)
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Non-Traditional
Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Mikey | Sano
Manjirou, Omega Sanzu Haruchiyo, Alpha Haitani Ran, Alpha Koko |
Kokonoi Hajime, Alpha Haitani Rindou, Knotting, Knotting Dildos, Sex
Toys, Future Timeline: Bonten (Tokyo Revengers), Bonten Future
Timeline Mikey | Sano Manjirou, Bonten Gang (Tokyo Revengers),
Bonten Member Sanzu Haruchiyo, Bonten Member Kokonoi Hajime,
Bonten Member Haitani Ran, Bonten Member Haitani Rindou, Switch
Sanzu Haruchiyo, Sanzu Haruchiyo Is His Own Warning, Soft Sanzu
Haruchiyo, Powerbottom, Power Play, Slow Burn, Scent Marking, Come
Marking, Come Inflation, Nesting, Protective Bonten, Love Bites,
Mating Rituals, Pack Bonding, Secrets, Possessive Mikey | Sano
Manjirou, Dark Mikey | Sano Manjirou, Fluff and Angst, Attempted
Rape/Non-Con, Non-Consensual Drug Use
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-07-09 Updated: 2023-05-24 Words: 20,432 Chapters:
8/?
 Bonten's Number 2
by LarkspurB

Summary

Not enough Omega Sanzu Haruchiyo!!!

So enjoy.
 Ch. 1 Am I getting fat?

“I need a sunrise in the dark-!!!

Show me, what the world is running from—Baby~”

His head is killing him, and the song playing in the background of his room was
questionable, but when he heard a male voice humming along to it.

He only knew one person who listened to Kellin Quinn religiously.

He opened his blue eyes to his bedroom being cleaned by one of the executives of Bonten or
correctly he was being judged by his mess of a room.

His comforter felt disgustingly overwhelming and with a struggle he sat up and tossed the
offensive material off of his sweat soaked silk sheets.

A look of disgust permanently on his handsome features. He stared at his soaked black sleep
shirt and purple briefs with confusion and disbelief.

“I’m assuming, I missed a meeting otherwise you wouldn’t be here Kokonoi, am I right?”

The second of command in the crime syndicate of Bonten, named Sanzu Haruchiyo asked
snidely, before stripping and tossing his nightly clothes into a pile.

Fortunately for Kokonoi it landed near the pile he already started by the foot of Sanzu’s bed.

Sanzu stood there in the nude and stares at his full length mirror, that was nailed to the back
of his bedroom door. His pink hair has faded and needed to be redyed soon, but his eyes were
focused on his lower region and he choked on the saliva in his mouth.

“Tell me this is a joke, am I getting fat?!”

Sanzu screeched turning to look at Kokonoi who had stopped cleaning and had a loaded gun
pointed at his superior.

A look of disdain on his catlike features, he sighed heavily before deciding to answer the
oblivious pink haired man in front of him.

“Before you go completely unhinged, listen to me carefully. You’ve been off your ‘omega’
suppressants for six months now and your regular use of illegal drugs has been cut off during
the same period of time. Since you were shot during the last cleansing raid and were under
medical services in Russia, I was too late in stopping them to operate and clean your system
out. During our stay there you were comatose for four weeks and your withdrawal phase was
cut down and the doctor’s prescribed you vitamins and sugar pills to counter your usage
limit. You were so doped up on the pain meds and finally coming off of them two months
ago, you just never noticed. I’m sorry about your ‘secret’, but since you’ve been on recovery
and recon missions instead of delivering justice. So yes, you’ve gotten fat due to the sugar
intake you’ve been on.”

Kokonoi announced, his catlike eyes taking in the bet-omega in front of him, who was too
stunned to speak, but the heightened sour scent rapidly filling the locked bedroom made his
alpha uneasy. He wanted to release some alpha pheromones to calm the unhinged pink haired
omega standing nearby with a look of shock coloring their features.

“You speak about this to anyone and you’re dead.”

Sanzu snarled out quickly.

The pink haired omega then fled so fast Kokonoi blinked in surprise at the in-suite bathroom
door slamming shut and being locked. A sigh of relief leaving the white haired alpha, he put
his gun away and stared at the growing pile of sweet smelling dirty clothes and bedding.

Deciding quickly to pull out the box of trash bags, he brought with him, to help dispose of his
superior’s secret.

“Mikey said you’re recovery period is over. You need to shower with the products I bought
and use the scent patches to cover your smell. I’ve kept your secret Haruchiyo, don’t make
me look stupid when we need you back on the front lines. Omega or not.”

Kokonoi loudly called, his alpha hearing zeroing in on the dry heaving from the in-suite
bathroom.

Black eyes closing in relief moments after, when he could hear the shower now running and
the sound of cursing about how the products he bought would ruin the pink omega’s hair.

The cleaning crew that Kokonoi called showed up and disposed of the bags that contained the
sweet smelling pink haired omega’s items. His own outfit had been changed and thrown out
with the rest of the belongings of the pink haired omega.

His hair wet and hanging limply over his shoulder was bothersome but there wasn’t an blow
dryer in the guest bathroom. So now the white haired alpha sat in the kitchen of the large
luxury floor of Bonten’s number two.

His laptop open and calculator out with a his expensive black sleek phone pressed to his ear,
eyeglasses perched on his face as he worked over the numbers again with a frown forming on
his features.

“Run your number’s by me again, and send me the file leaks for every locations before seven
today. I have a meeting in an hour. If they aren’t corrected and showing up by my time frame
consider our talk right now a closing agreement on your establishment. No need to yell, I am
only trying to achieve the highest opportunity for your workers to be able to strive while
working under ‘Bonten’ protection. That’s right, I look forward to the corrected documents.
Goodbye.”
Kokonoi replied curtly before hanging up on the yelling associate whose business he was
laundering money from currently. A certain chain of casino’s he was working with had
employee’s who were to justice driven and snooping around.

So he needed to act quickly before deciding on how he would execute the mistakes being
made in the shared documents about the concerns.

People were replaceable, his money was not.

The white haired alpha sighed before taking off his eyeglasses to rub his eyes in irritation.

Until the sound of soft shuffling made him perk up and look at the softest thing he’s seen in
their line of work.

Sanzu Haruchiyo with a messy bun, flushed cheeks and wearing an oversize pastel purple
cardigan and a loose black tank top. Baggy gray joggers hugged his hips, while black ankle
socks and Gucci black slides covered his pigeon toed feet. Medical tape was wrapped around
his throat in a hazardous fashion, but he couldn’t smell the sweet scent from earlier.

So the white haired alpha considered the pink haired omega presentable for their meeting
about to happen.

“You can’t tell right?!”

Sanzu shouted, like lightening his hand found his neck in a worried stance, while glaring at
the white haired alpha.

Kokonoi snorted at the broken illusion.

The white haired alpha stood and gathered his things quickly, his phone beeped, alerting him
that his driver had arrived to take them to the office building further in Shibuya.

“Let’s go. Don’t wanna keep Mikey waiting.”

Kokonoi stated, smirking at the frowning pink haired omega.

The catlike alpha stopped mid step, a curious look on his face. Like he was forgetting
something really important but the phone call from earlier distracted Kokonoi.

“Hurry up! I wanna see what my King is requesting of me!”

Sanzu whined out, his face flushed from the shower earlier, added to the overall softness the
omega was extruding in his demeanor.

Standing in the elevator of their shared executives living space. Bright eyed and excited to be
back on the front lines after being out for six months.

Kokonoi smirked at the desperation and boarded the elevator with the pink haired omega
choosing to see if later he’ll remember what he had forgotten.
Hopefully it wasn’t too important.

Hopefully.

Song: Into the Dark (Feat. Kellin Quinn)

 Blueberry
Chapter Summary

Updating this is fun. I'll try to do it more often. Ive been wanting to write out Sanzu's
omega for awhile and finally just did it lol thank you all for reading.

“Did you really need that much whip cream?” Kokonoi snorted, at the abomination the pink
haired male now held in his hands. A large triple espresso, caramel macchiato with extra
whip and caramel drizzle.

The alpha didn’t think it needed to be moaned over, right next to him at the drive-thru. They
were now currently driving away from. Sanzu’s eyes were closed in pleasure at he practically
inhaled the overly sweet coffee. Kokonoi sipped his bottle of water and proceeded to look
through the bag of treats they ordered.

“I don’t know why but I’m craving something sweet and it just sounded so good.” Sanzu
sighed, happily after licking the last of the whip cream from the lid of his drink.

Kokonoi pulled out a blueberry muffin from the bag with a look of surprise.

Sanzu didn’t like blueberry anything because of his older brother’s scent. He looked into the
bag practically filled with blueberry muffins. Kokonoi dropped the muffin back into the bag
and started to focus on the pink haired omega.

Something was off but he couldn’t remember why he showed up to Sanzu’s home in the first
place.

Firstly he got distracted by the sheer amount of the clothing littering the omega’s bedroom
floor. So he needed to clean that first or he would lose his shit. Second the bathroom was
filthy and that wasn’t going to make him feel good about himself if he didn’t clean it. Thirdly
Mikey called about an emergency meeting. Fucking three warehouses went up in flames and
Mikey’s mad dog needed to come out of his recovery early.

The white haired alpha was pulled from his train of thoughts when the driver pulled up to the
office building, the underground parking switching him into his business persona. He grabbed
his things and downed the rest of his water bottle. Sanzu perking up at he noticed they
arrived, choosing to leave from the car first with the bag of muffins clutched in his arms and
eyes wild with excitement.

Finally back on site, but something was still off.

Kokonoi thought when they both boarded the elevator to the main lobby.
.

Kokonoi stepping off the elevator with Sanzu shouldn’t have felt unsafe, but it did and his
alpha’s hackles raised. When some of the employees turned their heads to look at the two
executives strolling through the lobby.

If someone told Kokonoi that he had his teeth bared most of the walk with the pink haired
omega safely behind him. He would have laughed, but that ache in his jaw was becoming
more and more noticeable with each step he took to the executive elevator.

His key card practically bending with the force of his grip at trying to hurry up and get out of
the lobby and to safety.

The executive elevator doors opened, a female voice letting them know the floor they picked
held the current meeting for Bonten’s executives and were expected to arrive within the
appropriate time frame.

Sanzu oblivious to Kokonoi’s distracted mental state stood by the white haired alpha
impatiently waiting for the executive elevator to arrive to their destination.

His mind focused on seeing his ‘King’ in the flesh. Not through the stupid group chat that the
Haitani alpha’s kept adding him back into when they wanted to bother him.

The female voice announced their arrival.

It shouldn’t have felt like a safe place, considering there was a man covered in blood
screaming and begging for help. Yet they watched the bloody alpha getting dragged towards
the lower levels to be interrogated. Ran Haitani being the one dragging the scared bloody
alpha away by their dirty clothes.

Kokonoi actually felt his alpha release a pleased rumble at the atrocious act he just witnessed.

The pink haired omega’s sight was zeroed in on the empty meeting room.

Sanzu left Kokonoi’s side to plate his sweets and wait for the other’s to arrive.

Leaving the white haired alpha to round up whoever wasn’t already inside headquarters.
Which wasn’t too hard considering the Haitani’s never were alone without the other. So they
were accounted for, Mikey would be coming shortly after with Takeomi since the older alpha
was nearby at all times. Mochizuki would be training new recruits and wouldn’t be able to
attend. His absent would be excused only because he was ruthless when it came to newbies.

That left Kakucho.

Kokonoi’s sighed contently when the smell of cedar wood and white wine reached his nose.

Kakucho came walking out of the gym area near the kitchen, shortly after Kokonoi could
smell the other alpha. The black haired alpha was topless and his pheromones were rolling
off his sweat soaked body in waves of adrenaline. Kokonoi could practically taste the white
wine on his tongue and the cedar wood felt so grounding to his overworked brain he closed
his eyes.

“Getting Sanzu here and on time that bad?”

Kakucho’s deep voice pulled the white haired alpha out of his dazed head space instantly.

Kokonoi felt his ears start to burn from the sly smirk now gracing Kakucho’s handsome
scarred features. The white haired alpha looked over towards the meeting room where the
plate of blueberry muffins sat ready to be eaten. Sanzu sitting in his usual seat playing on his
phone unbothered before he decided to answer the black haired scarred alpha now sweating
in all his amused glory.

“Getting him here wasn’t the issue it was me getting a call earlier for ‘future me’ problems,
but us losing warehouses is the current objective and I needed a moment.”

Kokonoi replied tiredly.

Kakucho’s eyes wandered over to Bonten’s number two and felt his eyes linger on the
medical tape wrapped around the slender neck of his pack member.

His alpha feeling content at seeing the pink haired man back on the front lines where he
belonged.

“Don’t stress about the cost of those warehouses. Bonten’s number two won’t hesitate to
‘hunt’ down the rats in our systems.”

Kakucho’s told Kokonoi with determination in his deep voice.

Kokonoi chuckled, because Kakucho was right yet the feeling of his alpha going rigid at
those words.

Made his teeth ache.

His catlike eyes widened at the image of Sanzu’s crazed laughter and omega teeth digging
into the throats of those rats. Kokonoi’s scent of roses and red wine burst into a wisp of
uncontrolled desire and he tried not to feel shocked like Kakucho.

The black haired scarred alpha’s nose flared at the alluring scent spreading rapidly in the
small area.

Kokonoi’s ears were burning as he turned to look at the taller alpha, he shakily pushed his
white hair away from his scent gland to tilt his head. Kakucho’s eyes glowing a pretty murky
red, his alpha surfacing at the submission.

“Help me-don’t just stand there gawking!?”

Kokonoi hissed embarrassed, his display of submission out of character for the normally
snide white haired alpha. Kakucho’s tongue was hot and the sliver of metal that pierced the
scarred alpha’s tongue had Kokonoi’s eyes almost rolling to the back of his head. The white
haired alpha scent gland throbbed after the aggressive swipe Kakucho’s tongue delivered to
it. The quick bite that followed after had Kokonoi gasping loudly.

He deserved it, disobedience wasn’t rewarded.

Kokonoi would’ve retaliated with a snap of his own teeth, but the audience they had acquired
in their moment. Made the two alphas separate. The Haitani’s brothers were both drinking
Capri Sun’s and watching with clear amusement on their smug faces. Mikey also stood
nearby with a look on his face none of the alphas could decipher. The prime wasn’t easy to
read or he never was in the years of his delinquency.

“Oh don’t stop because we’re watching~”

The taller Haitani alpha snickered. His purple eyes focused on the love bite on Kokonoi’s
pale neck. The white long haired alpha scowled at the teasing before turning away and
hurrying off to the meeting room. The Haitani’s laughed at Kokonoi’s retreating form and
followed the white haired alpha soon after. Kakucho ruffled his hair with his gym towel
saying he needed a quick shower to Mikey.

Kakucho disappeared off to the bathroom. The prime’s obsidian eyes glanced over the room,
before he decided to join in on the meeting that would likely end with someone getting too
uncontrollable.

It was quiet when the white haired prime alpha entered the room and when he actually looked
up.

Mikey felt his own eyebrows raise in confusion. Sanzu sat there looking over the files for
their current predicament, and it wasn’t what shocked everyone but the pink haired male was
eating a blueberry muffin. For the longest time or since they were children, Sanzu’s dislike
for the fruit or any aroma’s involving the flavor would make him gag.

Everyone in the room watched the pink haired man swallow the last of his muffin and start
licking the crumbs from his slender fingers before turning his icy blue eyes to the room of
shocked alpha’s. His eyes narrowed before hissing out.

“What?!”

The Haitani alphas looked at each other, clearing having an internal conversation. Mikey slid
down into his seat looking at the half empty plate of muffins sitting in the middle of their
meeting room.

Kokonoi just ignored the outburst and opened his laptop to start taking notes and monitoring
their orders being shipped out while they decided on how they were executing the traitors
hidden in their walls.

The sound of choking interrupted the quiet room, everyone turned to stare at Takeomi
Akashi.
The older scarred alpha stood in the doorway looking at Sanzu, who in return was back
already ignoring his older brother. Another blueberry muffin in his slender hand, half of the
muffin eaten already from one vicious bite. Kakucho soon entered the room pushing past the
shocked Takeomi, taking his seat across from Sanzu who sat on Mikey’s right.

“Sit down Takeomi or we can’t begin.”

Spoke the white haired prime alpha. If the room filled with slightly ripe blueberry and
sweetened dark chocolate no one spoke of it. Not when Mikey wanted the meeting to start.

Business first, bullshit later.

The meeting went about like normal as it mostly could, the Haitani’s asking crudely about
Sanzu’s outfit. Mikey dissociating when something didn’t catch his curiosity. Kokonoi
shutting down any unnecessary in fighting. Mostly the Haitani’s saying they could complete
the job faster than Bonten’s number two. Kakucho providing solutions to Kokonoi’s or
Mikey’s questions about expanding their underground shipments.

The talk of their prostitution reach was left to the Haitani’s confirming they would be
expanding. Two new locations and applications were already filling their inbox from rival
establishments. The next little piece of information and verdict.

Omega smuggling from their current brothel.

It’s been going on for a few weeks now and the Haitani’s weren’t able to get in contact with
the Madam of the brothel. Saying she’s been off scene for a week now. One of their omega
got pregnant and had run away, the Madam was in charge of hunting the runaways down.

Alive or dead.

“We just need to set a trap brother.”

Rindou Haitani said jadedly, the alpha’s long purple hair with streaks of ebony hiding his
drooping purple eyes. The alpha had his chin placed on the black marble table clearly done
with the meeting.

“Easier said then done, Rin. Omega’s keep to their pack dynamics. They’ll go feral without
one, we can’t drag any of our current one’s into inner circle business unless we find one
without an alpha.”

Ran Haitani finished arrogantly, Sanzu looked up from the security photo prints he was given
earlier to ask the burning question.

“Why does not having an alpha matter?”

The room fell silent.

Ran smirked, Rindou perked up and the rest didn’t bother with answering the question.
“Sorry forgot you’re not able to understand the dynamics of alphas or omegas. Since you’re
neither. Basically an unmated omega or an omega without a pack can fall under the command
of any alpha within their vicinity. They can also fall under their subgender, meaning they can
go feral without constant alpha pheromones. From pack alphas to even their families. They
really did get the shit end of things when we evolved.”

Ran answered the pink haired man who was now scowling back at the smug purple haired
alpha.

“So basically you’re saying you can’t get laid without some help alpha?”

Sanzu commented.

The pink haired male felt the dynamic of the room flip and the hairs on the back of his neck
stood up.

He felt it, his omega trying to surface and avoid the unseen attack on his body, but Sanzu
wasn’t some bitch needing to be protected and bared his teeth. Manically, he smiled back at
the taller purple haired alpha who wasn’t smiling anymore.

“Why bother brother, he can’t submit to your pheromones. So knock it off, the pack alpha
won’t like it.”

Rindou stated, his own alpha surfacing to mellow out his brother’s. Sanzu has never felt
something so heavy on his second gender mentality. He was normally immune to such
underhanded tactics when coming across an enemy. Their confusion being his advantage,
they couldn’t understand why such a omega like male wouldn’t submit to their alpha
pheromones.

Commands, pheromones even stare downs didn’t work on him but right now his grip on his
omega had almost slipped. He could blame the six months of recovery for that. Sanzu felt
sweat gathering at his hairline and felt annoyed.

“If we’re done having our pissing contest. Can we start on what was assigned?”

Kakucho yawned out his question.

The room full of executives considered their meeting over and started leaving, first the
Haitani’s, Takeomi was next, then Kakucho and finally Kokonoi who touched Mikey’s
shoulder on the way out. Bringing the young white haired prime from his dissociating head
space to have his meeting with Sanzu.

Leaving Sanzu alone with the pack alpha.

Mikey’s obsidian eyes found the pink haired male kneeling by his office chair. His icy blue
eyes shining with excitement at what Mikey required of him. Mind, body and soul were all of
the white haired prime’s. All he needed to was utter the word and Sanzu would level cities if
he asked.

“Are you running a fever?”

Mikey asked, the question was followed by the white haired prime alpha touching Sanzu’s
forehead with his own. Their eyes locked. Sanzu had frozen on the spot. His iron grip on his
secondary gender vanished.

Mikey being shocked at his alpha surfacing, would be an understatement.

The explosive scent of peaches and cream with white rum. Surrounded him instantly, he
knew his eyes must have been glowing impossibly dark crimson. The attack of omega
pheromones hitting him square in the face.

Had the white haired primes eyes watering from the smell of virgin omega pheromones. It
was so unexpected, his secondary gender felt threatened?

No.

Something else.

The pink haired omega stood up quickly, too quick and ended up heading butting Bonten’s
leader in their process to flee.

His omega had taken over, and the pink haired male was now running through Bonten’s
office area.

Eyes the brightest shade of azure, illuminating his frightened flush face.

Feral.
 Hello Kitty Band-aid
Chapter Summary

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as I am.

To say he was terrified.

Understatement.

Sanzu felt like someone was twisting a damn knife in his lungs and he couldn’t fucking
breathe.

He could smell literally everything, everyone of his pack members included. Yet his feet
wouldn’t stop moving. The pink haired omega felt like his head was splitting open with how
much his secondary mentality was being assaulted by literally everything in his vicinity.

Everything was so loud, his struggle to breathe was probably the loudest thing on the planet
right now.

He was definitely slobbering, gross.

Disgust crawling up his spine at how he probably looked right now. Pink hair clinging to his
sweaty face, and him fucking hyperventilating. Eyes shifting back and forth trying to find an
escape route. He honestly couldn’t figure out why he was running. Mikey had shown concern
for his well being for the first time in their entire lives. He should’ve been happy but his body
was shaking not from excitement but fucking fear.

Not safe. Not safe. Not safe.

The mantra repeated in his head annoyingly.

Until his world tilted when the smell of the ocean and wild flowers breached his head space.
It was calming, fuck otherworldly. He zeroed in on the scent and let his feet guide him, his
brain fully shutting down to let his omega have it’s moment.

A cleaning lady clearly just trying to do her job and get paid.

Stood nearby one of their private rooms. The rooms were for long nights at the office an
available to whoever needed it. A cleaning cart full of bedding from the last occupant in her
cart. It’s to bad the beta woman couldn’t stop the pink haired hurricane coming her way if she
tried.
.

Kokonoi was sitting in his office and his door was closed, eyes glasses perched on his nose as
he went over the corrected paperwork sitting in his inbox. Rapid typing of his keyboard and
the soft background of Kellin Quinn singing is what kept him sane in this place. He went to
check over his calendar sitting on his desk out of his routine habit.

He really needed a damn vacation.

He ended up keyboard smashing his paperwork and shot to his feet quickly with a curse
leaving his mouth. Shoving some of the piles of invoices on his desk to floor in his frenzy,
trying to read the rest of what he was seeing. Highlighted in bright red marker on today’s
date. Read Sanzu’s name and the words ‘possible heat’ in the biggest lettering he’s written.

A woman screaming, had the white haired alpha quickly opening his office door to look
around with a frown on his face. A cleaning lady ran past his office and towards the elevator.
She was frantic from what Kokonoi gathered and holding her mangled bleeding arm.
Kokonoi blinked and wish he didn’t, because now the woman was being held up by her throat
by Bonten’s leader.

The prime white haired alpha was standing so still and the woman was choking in Mikey’s
iron grip.

Any longer and her windpipe would be crushed, yet Kokonoi wasn’t comprehending quick
enough to what had Mikey’s pack alpha surfacing. The woman dropping dead at the white
haired prime’s feet should’ve be enough for his brain to pick up that there was a threat inside
the building. Yet Kokonoi’s own alpha wasn’t responding to his pack alpha’s pheromones. No
Kokonoi’s alpha had picked up the omega scent of Sanzu. Under the heavy ocean storm and
tsunami of wild flowers. Peaches and cream so sweet and white rum so heavy had his head
swimming in euphoria.

Kokonoi felt his face being grabbed, and he met Mikey’s obsidian eyes. They were the
brightest shade of red Kokonoi’s ever seen. The white haired prime wasn’t talking but
Kokonoi’s alpha snarled when the prime’s fangs sank into his scent gland.

Kokonoi officially checked out.

The long white haired alpha knelt at the white haired prime’s feet immediately, fully under
the command of Mikey’s alpha. Kakucho chose that moment to walk off the elevator. He
chuckled at Kokonoi’s position on the floor, but surprise coloring his features soon after
when Mikey walked up to Kakucho and laced his arms around the black haired scarred
alpha’s neck.

Kakucho didn’t stand a chance when the white haired prime’s fangs sank into his scent gland.
The confusion on the black haired alpha’s face became blank obedience. Just a few words
from the prime alpha repeated in their forced temporary bond.

Omega. Feral. Protect.

.

Sanzu surfaced back into his body with his face pressed into the softest shirt he’s ever felt.

Really shouldn’t give him a half chub, but the pile of growing used clothing and bedding just
seemed too perfect to question. The pink haired man’s flushed face looked around the dark
small cramped place he chose to wake up in. He lost his shirt and cardigan some time ago, he
noticed when touching his warm bare chest. He needed to leave and figure out what was
going on with his body.

Sanzu felt like his whole body was on fire yet his omega was satisfied with whatever space
its claimed during it’s joyride. He touched the walls of the space he was crammed into, he felt
the sweat sliding down from his hairline onto his neck. The chill of the liquid reaching his
swollen scent gland felt like heaven.

He felt a latch fumbling around in the darkness.

Feeling something nagging at the back of his head, he chose to ignore it when pulling the
latch.

Groaning happily when the door fell open.

Coldness reached his heated skin when crawling out of the cramped space. His pink hair
basically plastered to his head when he noticed the empty wine cellar he sat alone in. He saw
the broken bottles of wine all over the floor.

He couldn’t smell anything but the mixture of alcohol coating the ground.

His shoes crushing the broken glass with every unsteady step he took, his omega quiet as he
got closer to the doorway and he stopped to stare at the door. The door knob was missing and
five crates of mixers blocked it.

Sanzu would’ve been impressed if he didn’t feel like shit while having to pull the crates away
from the door. His arms shook with the effort, fuck his omega was strong to lift these heavy
ass crates. He scoffed at the door when it was visible, he really didn’t want to throw his
shoulder into the solid oak.

Breathing heavy he turned to survey the room.

Sanzu’s eyes finding a fire extinguisher nearby, made the pink haired omega go over to the
wall and jerked it down. Determination in his stance he swung the red canister a few good
times before he saw the hinges of the door give away. Dropping the fire extinguisher he then
slammed his shoulder into the door twice, before it broke free out into the stairwell.

He stumbled over the thousand of broken red wine bottles covering the stairwell in shock.
What on earth was his omega thinking when it came down here to hide. He looked up to the
top of the stairs with a groan. There were so many fucking stairs to get back up to the sub
basement, and he didn’t wanna think to hard about the long hallways going to the gun range.
Sanzu began he long journey back out of the basement. Unaware of the security cameras
watching him.

“We have eyes on Bonten’s number two. I repeat we have eyes on Bonten’s number two.
Seems he had destroyed the surveillance cameras in the sub basement before going into
hiding is there anything else you need Mister Sano?”

Came the question from the security team above the main lobby.

The white haired prime sat topless in the leather recliner in Kokonoi’s office, with a security
tablet in his slender hands. The feedback that was being transmitted to his location. Replayed
Sanzu’s feral omega destroying camera’s and hiding their scent to not be followed by any
predatory beasts in their vicinity.

The destructive thing was smart but single minded when hiding much like the pink haired
man when he went on mission to deliver justice. The prime alpha smiled at seeing the omega
carrying the white haired primes clothes in their arms and looking for a safe to place to nest.

“No. I don’t need anything else. Keep security back… Kakucho will be obtaining Sanzu.”

The white haired prime replied.

“Yes sir. Uh-Mister Kokonoi what are you doing he-!!”

The security personal was cut off by rapid gunfire, and everything became silent when
Kokonoi’s image appeared on Mikey’s tablet. The long white haired alpha was then seen
erasing security footage.

Mikey clicked off the image of Kokonoi and opened the live feed to see Kakucho descending
in the elevator down to the gun range. Mikey’s black shirt hanging off the black haired
alpha’s arm.

The white haired prime alpha’s eyes started glowing red when he saw the elevator doors open
to reveal the gun range and the pink haired omega standing at the other end. He wouldn’t be
able to control his dark impulses if he had went himself. He would’ve broken the omega’s leg
and made him cry out for trying to hide from their pack alpha.

Forced into submission.

The hello kitty band-aid on the prime’s forehead wasn’t something to be forgotten either.

Sanzu froze at the sound of the elevator doors opening up to the gun range.

The nagging at the back of his head almost taking over, but when the smell of the ocean and
wild flowers hit his nose. The pink haired man closed his eyes. His omega practically purring
at the heavy musk of a powerful alpha. A possible mate, someone to get him fat and pregnant
with pups.

The embarrassment of such a silly idea had him blushing from the tip of his ears down the
pink haired man’s bare chest, his neck throbbing with want when he opened his eyes to jerk
in surprise. Kakucho knelt at the pink haired omega’s feet, and the alpha held up a black shirt
to Sanzu.

Who didn’t hesitate to grab the clothing and push his face right into the material.

Sanzu knew he looked like a damn fool, but he couldn’t help the chirp leaving his lips, the
sound muffled into the material.

He was so content right now.

The feeling was short lived.

Pain exploded behind his eyelids, and he felt the saliva leave his lips as he tried to escape
from the bruising grip on his nape. The hiss leaving his lips weak compared to the growl of
the black haired alpha now pinning him face first against the wall.

The pink haired omega’s scent souring by the second.

Kakucho stood towering over the omega unbothered by the distress rolling off Sanzu’s body
in heavy waves. The pink haired omega quickly losing to the alpha pheromones rapidly
filling his lungs.

Sanzu groaned when Kakucho’s body pushed against his own. Completely covering the
omega from any attacks but also showing that he needed to submit to the black haired alpha.

Sanzu’s omega snarled when the alpha’s other hand slid around the left side of his body to
place their hand across the omega’s lower stomach. The heat of Kakucho’s hand alone had
Sanzu shivering, he actually gasped when the alpha pressed their hand into his lean stomach.
The placement of the alpha’s hand made his omega go completely docile. Sanzu’s eyebrows
furrowing at the act until Kakucho spoke.

“Your pups will be here. Omega.”

Sanzu’s eyes burned with unshed tears at the declaration.

He keened when Kakucho’s hand left his nape. Only to have his eyes roll to the back of his
head, when Kakucho’s mouth latched onto his swollen scent gland.

Sanzu was gone, his omega satisfied and docile.

Kakucho’s arms literally the only thing holding the pink haired omega upright.

The black haired alpha lips detached from Sanzu’s scent gland. Kakucho stepped back with
his lips glossed over in the oils of their pack omega. He picked the pink haired omega up
effortlessly and carried him back to the elevator.
The black haired alpha’s eyes never losing their blank obedience.

Kakucho’s alpha unable to break free of the white haired primes control. Even with an
unmated omega on the crisp of heat in their arms.

The leader of Bonten had every right to be feared and followed.

Kokonoi face jerked to the side at being punched, his alpha restrained and worthless.

While the white haired prime sat on top of the catlike alpha. Mikey’s eye back to their natural
obsidian, endless black, met Kokonoi’s rapidly color changing sorrowful eyes. Kokonoi
didn’t flinch when Mikey leaned down to growl right into his ear.

“How long.”

The white haired prime commanded.

“Six months.”

Kokonoi’s didn’t hesitate to answer his superior.

The punishment would be well deserved. He just prayed the Haitani’s would give him a break
during the week Mikey was making him take off.

‘Bitching’ wasn’t below any alpha worth their salt.

Packs had their punishments and older generations had traditions for alphas going against
their pack alpha. If they chose not to go through the age old tale of combat. Kokonoi just
needed to survive the week.

He did it before with Taiju Shiba.

He could handle the Haitani’s.

Kokonoi felt the white haired prime release him and he let the exhaustion take him for the
moment.

The pack alpha not glancing back as he left Kokonoi’s office. Kokonoi touched his burning
cheek and sat up to start finalizing his emails in his head before his ‘mini vacation.’ He had
so much left to do.

Fuck.

The elevator announced their arrival and the white haired prime couldn’t be happier about the
annoying woman’s voice announcing the arrival of Bonten’s number 2 and 3. Mikey stood in
his black sandals looking like he did years ago. When a certain blonde haired sub alpha came
crashing into his younger self’s life and burning out like a dying star at the hands of the beta
named Kisaki Tetta.

Kakucho stepped off the elevator with the pink haired omega in his arms and walked forward
to meet the white haired prime who was actually smiling at the docile pink haired omega
sleeping in Kakucho’s arms.

“You’re not hiding anything from me either, right, Kakucho?”

Mikey was quick to ask the black haired scarred alpha, who felt the prime’s grip on his alpha
vanish.

Kakucho’s eyes met the white haired alpha’s stare before choosing to reply. His arms
tightening around the omega momentarily and he replied in complete honesty.

“My loyalty is unwavering. Pack alpha.”

Kakucho’s answered.

Mikey grinned manically, before leaning up and to grab Kakucho’s face. The open mouth
kissing had the scarred alpha closing his eyes. Lilac eyes filled with adoration flashed
through Kakucho’s mind and he grunted when the white haired prime bit his tongue. Drawing
blood from the panting black haired alpha, who felt his Bonten's tattoo placement being
touched lovingly.

“My older brother chose well in his subordinates.”

The white haired prime chuckled darkly, blood sliding down his upturn lips.

To say Kakucho saw the ghost of Izana Kurokawa in Mikey’s kiss swollen lips and abyss like
eyes shining with childlike wonder. Would make the alpha disloyal to his current pack alpha
but all of the members of Bonten had their dirty secrets.

The pink haired omega in his arms was no different, punishment would be dealt to Sanzu.
The only issue was if the white haired prime could hold back, Mikey’s stare of wonderment
completely focused on the oblivious sleeping pink haired omega.

“I really hate fucking liars.”

The white haired prime stated.

The smile gone from his pale face, the bags under his eyes making his abyss like stare even
more terrifying to be on the receiving end. The white haired prime touched the sleeping
omega’s face with childlike wonder. His eyes dropping with something unreadable as he let a
smile grace his bloody lips.

“Would’ve thought you’d learned the first time about lying to my face Haruchiyo.”

Mikey chuckled darkly.

The white haired prime alpha’s slender fingers tracing the diamond scars on Sanzu’s mouth.
Kakucho stood still when Mikey’s eyes returned to him. The prime stepping back away from
the alpha and omega.

“Let’s get him set up nice and comfy in the master suite, a full day of rest before his actually
punishment should suffice don’t you agree Kakucho?”

Mikey asked innocently enough, but Kakucho shuddered at the double meaning of his pack
alpha’s words.

There was no comfort in Mikey’s touch.

He lost the ability to hold back on the battle field or in the bedroom. Yet something else was
dancing in the white haired prime alpha’s eyes. Kakucho wouldn’t say it was something as
simple as happiness but more like the inhumane thoughts that came to all alphas.

Pure dominance.

Possession.

Absolute pack mentality.

The lure of being complete.

Kakucho couldn’t completely feel impervious to the prime alpha’s thinking.

He missed having someone close enough to not remember the bad shit in his life. So like the
loyal member of the Bonten pack. He carried Sanzu off to the master suite, and would start
preparations for the omega’s up coming heat. His punishment would be carried out by Mikey
and Mikey alone.

Interference would be insubordination and the party would be killed on the spot.

He just hoped the omega in his arms was crazy about Mikey as he claimed.

Bonten's number two never disappointed on the battle field so performance in the bedroom
shouldn’t be beyond the pink haired omega.

Right?
 Limbo
Chapter Summary

Oh my god, it took me some time but thank you all for the comments and kudos. Even
just people glancing over the story makes me happy. Well our first day of punishment is
starting. Please enjoy and if you have theories or something please comment and Ill get
back to you and read the tags. Thank you.

Chapter Notes

TW:attempted rape, drug use.

Kokonoi stood in an elevator, riding in silence to the unisex salon he frequented.

A black baseball cap hiding his tattoo and his long white hair tied into a messy ponytail
sticking out of the black baseball cap.

Light gray sweatpants, a black face mask and a simple fitted white t-shirt was his outfit of
choice for this spontaneous visit. Black sandals on his feet, and scent patches on his neck to
hide his alpha smell.

He was in a rush, so when the elevator doors opened to the empty lobby of the salon.

He wasn’t that surprised because he booked the entire day out for himself. The white haired
alpha’s feet carried him to the desk where a beta male sat typing appointments into the
salon’s log book. He looked new, Kokonoi noticed as he got closer to the pretty male beta
with thick lips.

“Sorry sir we’ve been booked for the entire day by some rich asshole. You’ll have to call in
your appointment tomorrow. I’m already booked four month in advance because of them, like
seriously they didn’t need to piss off so many of our clientele am I right?”

The beta male stated, furiously typing on his computer and ignoring the white haired alpha
who stood waiting at the front desk.

Completely amused at being called an asshole, he didn’t use Bonten’s protection for this
place outta the goodness of his heart. He used the dirty money to keep up with his high
maintenance self.
Five minutes he let Kokonoi stand there waiting.

Pretty, bold and clearly stupid.

A winning combination in his book when he needed someone to take his frustrations out on
in the bedroom.

Too bad the manager of the salon walked out into the lobby looking for Kokonoi, confused
why he was running late. Another time, if the pretty beta male wasn’t going to be fired after
making him wait and insulting him openly.

“Mr. Kokonoi, I was worried that you were running late or I had made a mistake. Did Shin
not tell you to come back immediately when you arrived?”

The female alpha manager asked, her scent turning sharp. Her eyes turning to the beta male
who’s mouth was hanging open, sitting frozen in the office chair and looking between the
two alpha’s.

Kokonoi just smirked behind his face mask before choosing to answer.

“Even I run late sometimes, you know traffic and my driver wasn’t watching the clock.
Apologizes Mimi. I’ll try not to take another full day of your time, I don’t wanna be that
‘asshole’.”

Mimi relaxed at Kokonoi’s words, smiling before turning around and walking back down the
hallway to the room he would receive his service. Fully expecting the white haired alpha to
follow after her, too bad for Shin when Kokonoi passed the front desk.

He scoffed at seeing the beta male had horrid taste in clearly designer knock off shoes.

The white haired alpha concluded the beta male should be fired just for walking with those
abominations on his feet.

The room they entered was your typical waxing room, the table covered in a black vinyl wax
pad.

The black wick basket sitting near the head of the table of it ready for his clothing to go into.
Kokonoi didn’t hesitate in stripping with Mimi in the room, his shirt and sweats folded
quickly and tossed into the basket. The white haired alpha kept his mask and baseball cap on
and crawled on top of the table, and shivered at the cold vinyl touching his skin.

“Hot date this weekend?”

Mimi asked pulling black surgical gloves onto her hands and slid her rolling table nearby the
white haired alpha’s exposed genital. He only got the Brazilian done when he was going out
to get laid. He grunted when she slapped his thigh and he spread his legs like she wanted.
Kokonoi wasn’t going to lie the first time he had gotten it done.

He fucking came.

Mimi began spreading the hot wax onto his soft skin, he thought of what was waiting him in
few hours.

Two sets of purple eyes shining with unhinged glee, had Kokonoi choke out a gasp on the
next pull of cool hard wax from his genital. Mimi snorted at the white haired alpha’s stoic
attitude. Too bad she was wrong, Kokonoi wasn’t being standoffish but mentally going
through the seven days of hell.

What he was going to go through started in a few sweet hours.

The only thing he considered lucky with being born an alpha was the healing abilities.
Broken bones healed in half of the time, bruises faded faster and wounds left the smallest
blemishes. Exhaustion was something entirely different. Mental scars were different. His
alpha was quiet and that was never a good sign.

It meant it would be choosing not to fight if the Haitani’s crossed the line.

The ugly purple nail polish coated his finger and toenails.

His black sandals clashing with the shade he knew they were choosing for him to wear when
he showed up on their doorstep. He had stopped by the office to retrieve his home laptop and
tried to stop the shiver going up his spine at the designer lingerie bag. Sitting so innocently
on his desk. He grabbed it and his laptop. His office door shutting with unnecessary force and
and a clench of his teeth.

The address on the note card hanging from the designer bag wasn’t the Haitani’s personal
home address.

It was the brothel under their protection and in a wealthier part of Shibuya.

He knew the one, it’s where alpha’s got a little too rough with their merchandise. His
thoughts overwhelming as he took the elevator down to the underground parking. He couldn’t
run away, that’s what they wanted.

Fucking assholes.

Kokonoi didn’t bother with changing out of his spa clothing and showed up to the brothel.

A soft sigh leaving his lips when walking through the front door. Lube, slick and the smell of
sex everywhere assaulted his nose all at once making him groan at the headache forming
behind his eyes.
The color scheme of their building was the only decent thing about the sex building.

“Oh you’re here earlier than we were expecting Mr. Kokonoi. If you will follow me this way
we will finish setting everything up.”

The Madam of the brothel greeted him without a smile.

Kokonoi didn’t know how to feel about the stern attitude but agreed to follow the woman
with a quick grunt.

They walked down the hallways closer to the front where most of their merchandise was
being used or sleeping. He noticed some open doors and omega’s sleeping together or
playing cards. Some were sitting almost fully nude while they enhanced their looks with
pretty colors or glitter.

Kokonoi gripped the bag in his hands a little tighter.

“Here we are. This room will be yours in the duration of your punishment. Please be ready
for your customers within the time frame provided. You are not allowed out of this side of the
building, unless the clientele is out of control and is a danger to your safety. Do you
understand ‘omega’.”

The Madam’s stern voice brought him to the cruel reality he was about to be part of it.

The room was standard in space and wouldn’t be provided anything luxurious.

Kokonoi felt the dread hitting his stomach but when the alpha bodyguards hired for the
brothel.

Showed up and placed a purple and black leather collar around his neck. It wasn’t for
protection so he wouldn’t be bitten, but it was joke to being claimed by the Haitani’s.

“The baths are open and I suggest you clean yourself and prepare for your shift omega.”

The Madam stated closing the door behind Kokonoi who stared at the mirror in his room.

His catlike feature’s showing nothing of his inner turmoil.

Placing his things onto the floor he pulled his mask off and shook his hair from the baseball
cap. His ponytail coming undone with a quick tug and a curtain of white fell over the right
side of his face. He dropped his belonging to the floor and let his feet carry him to the baths.

Upon reaching the baths, he watched dozens omegas talking lively and preparing for their
shifts.

His alpha silent as he stripped down to nothing and walked into the baths himself. He
expected to be ignored but the omegas were curious and some even looked him over in
appreciation. Some newbies he assumed came over to help him with his hair and the older
ones brought him oils and fragrances.
“Why?”

Kokonoi asked, his catlike eyes taking in a blue eyed omega with thick black eyelashes and
the scent of bubblegum. The young girl with raven hair snorted before tapping her own neck
and laughing when Kokonoi’s fingers touched his collar with annoyance.

“The master’s of this brothel hand picked you. Obviously that makes our nights a lot easier.
No offense but you’re saving us a month worth of bruises and their little games they like to
play.”

She finished speaking while appreciating his larger hands, the color of purple catching her
attention.

Kokonoi jumped when a bucket of warm water was dumped on his head, and two other
omegas began cleaning his hair and telling him to keep his eyes closed. He did what they
asked. They were quick in scrubbing his body down and dragged him over to the large bath
for him to soak.

He sat in the hot water and tried not listen to the excitement of the omegas not having to deal
with the big bosses. The raven haired omega sat next to him while the others kept their
distant. She was big breasted and very petite but the scar going through her entire left arm
caught Kokonoi’s attention.

“You have to remember its a game. If you do that and perform well, you’ll be rewarded.”

The bubblegum smelling omega said tracing her scar with a quirky smile. Kokonoi didn’t like
how ominous that sounded and stood up when the Madam’s voice came crackling over the
intercom.

“You omega’s need to be in your rooms in the next thirty minutes. Finish your preparations.”

The Madam’s words making Kokonoi get completely out of the large bath.

His hair was being fussed over by the small raven haired omega. Her hands latching onto his
arm and next thing he knew he was being dragging off to her room.

Both naked.

Completely being ignored by the alpha bodyguards when they walked past them to go back
to their living quarters.

She sat him down on a fluffy pink towel and began digging through her beauty products
nearby.

Kokonoi looked around the room in awe.

The raven haired omega’s room was the same size as the others but her own style made the
room come to life. The colors, the nest hanging half way out of the closet made it personal
and the poorly hidden knife under the millions of blankets. Made him look at the raven haired
omega now holding a blow dryer, styling product and a few different hair combs.
This world really didn’t suit him.

The white haired alpha was back in his room, soft to the touch and covered in some body
glitter. His hair styled out of his face and pinned back into some complicated hairpiece.

A bottle of cherry lube in his hand as he stared at himself in the mirror. The raven haired
omega had offered to prep him for the night but he was quick to decline.

Who knew his body better than himself. Well there was one person but they weren’t speaking
anymore.

Kokonoi put the bottle down to pull the lingerie out of the shopping bag.

He really wished he didn’t, the complicated white lace panties came out first. Crotch less.
The garter belts and lace stockings were next. The red roses embroidered into the lingerie
made his stomach feel weird when he slid them up his legs.

It really left nothing to the imagination.

The white haired alpha put everything onto his body including the white lace top with
embroidered roses that sat below his nipples. He turned to look at himself to see if everything
looked correct and it was from what he could tell. He looked at the bedding brought into his
room, it was a standardized traditional Japanese futon.

Everything was folded up and placed in the middle of his room.

“Opening hours have started. Requested omega your clientele have arrived and will be
heading to your room.”

The Madam’s voice distracting Kokonoi but he soon froze when the door to his room opened.

An older alpha dressed in a business suit and coffee brown colored hair stood in the doorway
looking at Kokonoi. Confusion on the older mans face before he stepped back to look at the
nameplate besides Kokonoi’s door.

“Damn she’s really dead and I thought the hag was lying. You new?”

The brown haired alpha asked, not waiting for Kokonoi to answer him.

The alpha walked back into Kokonoi’s room pulling off his suit jacket. The door slid shut
with a click and he knew it wouldn’t be locked because of safety reasons. Yet the feeling of
something wrong was happening when the older man wasn’t stopping in undressing.

The smell of pepper and black gun powder reached Kokonoi’s nose like a slap. The scent was
suppose to be alluring to him yet Kokonoi felt his top lip start to curl upwards in intimidation.
The brown haired alpha finally paused. Their own eyes glowing a murky red with a crazed
grin taking over their face.
“Oh. This is new, you an alpha pretty boy?”

The brown haired alpha stood in his suit pants, murky red eyes taking in the white haired
male looking ready to bolt if he got closer. Kokonoi was fucked. His alpha wasn’t respond to
the pheromones and raising to fight for their survival.

“Come on Lil alpha lets just play for bit and see if you’ll open up for me. Ya?”

The disgusting smirk going across the old fucker face had Kokonoi snarling, he put up his fist
and glared at the brown haired alpha slowing getting closer. He wasn’t some docile omega
bitch and bared his teeth when the older alpha shot forward to try and grab him. Kokonoi
should’ve been paying more attention to where the older alpha tried to attack him.

Aiming for the back of the brown haired alpha’s neck, Kokonoi wouldn’t have tried to use
both of his hands to knock the fucker out with one swing. When the older alpha tried to grab
him around the waist. He should've seen the syringe a mile away when the older alpha had
ignored him when they started stripping out of their suit.

He froze when the needle jammed into his left side, the air leaving his lung in a choking
sound.

The brown haired alpha stood up to his full height taking in Kokonoi’s shocked face with a
shit eating grin on his own face. The heat of the drug in his system and pain from being hit
was instantaneous.

He felt like his lower ribs were cracked from the alpha punching him in the stomach.

Kokonoi was hunched over struggling to catch his breath.

Yet his white hair was grabbed roughly and he felt himself being dragged to the door of his
room.

Everything seemed fuzzy and the heat in his lower gut was making him struggle to
comprehend everything happening. Kokonoi’s thought process was rapidly coming to a slow
drag with trying to figure out what running throughout his body.

The symptoms seemed familiar but the moment the side of his face hit the cool metal of his
door he was succumbing to the drug in his system. Kokonoi actually keened when the alpha
touched his overheated thighs. The meat of his thighs was grabbed roughly and the alpha was
chuckling.

“See we can play now Lil alpha. I miss my old girl though, she was always crying about the
drug being to heavy. I don’t know what’s entirely in the vials they sell me in those back alleys
but man look at you now ready to be bred like the rest of the whores here.”

The brown haired alpha hissed into Kokonoi’s ear, the heat of his own skin was making him
nauseated.

This drug was something entirely made for omega’s is what he could gather in his slow as
fuck mind while being groped.
He closed his eyes with a struggle and tried his best to think of anything else but the brown
haired alpha spreading his ass.

The alpha thumbing at his opening made him gasp and shake as the alpha was examining his
quivering hole.

“No cunt but not a first for me. Lets get you nice and loose.”

He should be thankful his rapist would even bother with fucking preparation.

Yet he still whimpered when the alpha released him and began looking around his room for
lubricate.

Kokonoi felt like hours had passed with him awkwardly leaning against his door. He was
panting and god did his mouth feel fucking dry as he struggled to swallow.

The door to his room opened and the white haired alpha went with it.

He yelped when he came in contact with the cold ass floor, the ringing in his ears oddly
sounded like gunfire.

Yet when he struggled to sit up and look over his shoulder. Ran was standing over the body
of the brown haired alpha. Rindou was talking but Kokonoi couldn’t understand what the
purple haired alpha was saying.

He did come to realize his face was wet when Rindou started to gently wipe it.

Rindou and Ran were covered in blood but when was the alpha’s not.

Ran’s bloody hand was cupping his numb face now and he was holding a pen light to the
white haired alpha’s eyes. The two bloody purple haired alpha’s were communicating
through looks when Ran scooped Kokonoi off the ground.

Kokonoi was coming and going with being available to what was going on around him.

So seeing the raven haired omega kneeling with the others by the locked front doors.

Unbothered by the Madam who was dead on her side leading up to the omega’s chambers. A
decent amount of bullet wounds were covering her back from what Kokonoi noticed in his
hazy mind.

He should’ve stopped them, but watching Rindou going down the row of omegas.

Gun out and firing through the head of each one.

Not hesitating when they would try to run and hearing the screams were probably the worst
on his fuzzy mind. The raven haired omega barely stepped in front of Kokonoi before Ran
kicked her clean in the chest. Sending the shrieking bubblegum smelling omega into the
bloody heap behind her.
Rindou shot her through the back and ended up spraying his brother and Kokonoi with blood
in the process.

Not smiling as he did it.

The show was over and alpha bodyguards were scurrying to pick up the bodies. While
Rindou opened the front doors to let his brother and Kokonoi out first. The purple haired
alpha stopping to stroke Kokonoi’s face, and his purple eyes were full of something.

Sadly Kokonoi couldn’t describe whatever it was in his current mindset.

So he blew a raspberry making both of the brother’s crack a smile and chuckle.

“Don’t wait up brother. I’ll be done before sun rise and home with his belongings.”

Rindou announced shutting the doors behind him, as Ran and Kokonoi walked over to the
Haitani’s car that was parked haphazardly.

Kokonoi was shivering and felt hot when he was placed in the passenger seat of the car.
Ran’s suit jacket was off of the purple haired alpha and placed over Kokonoi’s shoulders as
he made whimpering noises. His whole body shaking and even when Ran turned the heat up
in the car before driving away from the brothel.

“What’s in his system.”

The white haired prime asked, his phone on speaker while talking to Rindou.

There was a pause on the purple alpha’s side before Rindou sighed out his answer.

“We’re not entirely sure. Seems like someone’s mixing their supplies, most likely
experimental. Ran said the area of skin where the syringe pierced his skin is swollen and
showing signs of infection. The doctor just showed up, and I will be arriving any minute. I’ll
update with his condition in the morning. His punishment?”

Rindou asked, like an afterthought.

Mikey stood naked in his personal bedroom, an empty take-out box on the vanity and a dead
body of a man sprawled across his bed. The man’s blood soaking into his Egyptian cotton
sheets, while he looked out of the large windows of his room bored. Eyes glowing red in the
reflection of his window looking over the city.

His gun hanging limply in his grip as he tilted his head at his reflection.

“Figure out what’s in his system and fix the brothel by next week. Kokonoi’s probably going
to be pissed you’re little temper tantrum just cost us money. Don’t scoff at me Rindou, I
know. Too bad for you two, he’s dense when it’s not about money.”

Mikey responded with a smirk on his smug face.

Being hung up on made the white haired prime laugh.

The white haired prime sent a message for clean-up on the group chat.

Ignoring the chat blowing up when he choose to go over to his bed to lay back down.

Facing the dead pretty blond haired male with blue eyes.

Mikey looked at the marks he left on the blond’s neck.

The prime concluded he probably killed the man first by strangulation.

Shooting him after through the chest felt right for some reason and before he knew it. He had
unloaded the whole clip into the body of the pretty blond haired omega.

Their dull blue eyes filled with tears of ecstasy when Mikey brought them to completion. He
just didn’t wanna let go of their neck before he finished and when they started clawing at his
hands for air.

His body moved on autopilot and he squeezed harder until the body underneath him stopped
squirming.

Mikey sat up to press the lips of the dead blond males face into the flirtatious smile he saw at
the club.

“Your smile isn’t even close to Takemichy’s… ...fuck I’m still hungry.”

The white haired prime whined.

Sanzu woke up to a room he’s only been in a hand full of times when he’s too tired to go
home.

He lower half felt uncomfortably wet and the pink haired omega groaned out in disgust. His
thighs shook violently when he tried to sit up. A whimper leaving his lips when the smell of
ocean and wild flowers reached his nose.

He turned to see Mikey curled up and asleep on the other side of the bed.

Unbothered and looking peaceful.

He didn’t understand why, but he couldn’t stop himself when he picked up a pillow in his
shaking hands. Looking absolutely insane when he crawled over to the alpha snoozing away,
and he was raising the pillow above his pack alpha’s head. The urge to smother the
defenseless white haired prime was overwhelming.

His omega sat in complete control. So when the urge became too much he cried out, saving
himself be damned if it meant killing his ‘King’.
The call he used was unfiltered, it was pure distress.

The pink haired omega watched Mikey’s eyes shoot open to see Sanzu glaring down at him
with tears in his glowing blue eyes. Had the alpha smirking at what he was witnessing.

The prime stared back at the glaring pink haired omega unbothered and trying not to laugh at
such an attempt on his life.

“I was starting to get bored, and you really think going feral will keep you safe? If that’s how
you want to do this ‘Omega’. Let me chase you down…. mount you… and pup you.”

If Sanzu’s omega wanted to use age old techniques to survive, the white haired prime would
entertain the idea.

For now.

His scent turned sweeter when the omega’s eyes glazed over with desire at the prime alpha’s
offer.

Sanzu’s was gone but his feral omega went docile at the white haired prime alpha’s scent.
Mikey chuckled at how the omega’s hands dropped the pillow and sat basking in his scent of
ocean and wild flowers.

“Or you could just submit now, you’re already in preheat. When your actually heat starts I
won’t bother holding back omega.”

Mikey stated, his obsidian eyes glowing the brightest shade of crimson.

A mistake on his part, he never was good at negotiating. So when feral pink haired omega
swiped at his face with a snarl leaving their lips. The white haired prime laughed and rolled
them both over pinning the growling feral omega beneath his smaller frame.

The white haired prime had to be quicker than the feral omega pinned under him. He’s
always been stronger and faster than his friends, and Sanzu was no different in falling behind
Mikey in physical abilities.

The prime’s scent never changing from the sweet ambrosia the omega was prone to
succumbing to if Mikey kept his mouth shut.

It was just boring when he knew what the feral was capable of if pushed to their limits. So he
let his scent fill the room, carefully watching the omega underneath him beginning to nod off.
His alpha trying to surface at the swollen scent gland being shown to them unknowingly.

When the pink haired omega was now completely back to sleep, the white haired prime
looked over to the black haired alpha sitting in silent obedience with their gun pointed at the
white haired prime.

Mikey crawled off the bed, eyes back to the endless obsidian.

“Kakucho lets go get breakfast, keeping him docile is making me hungry.”

While the white haired prime yawned and made his way out of the room. The scarred black
haired alpha didn’t respond but he stood up and put his gun away. Kakucho finally came back
to himself, when they reached the kitchen.

“You know I don’t need the extra precaution Mikey.”

Kakucho stated.

The black haired alpha began fixing them something both to eat. The white haired prime was
nodding off on the kitchen counter with a lazy smile on his face at Kakucho’s words.

“Ya I know but when my alpha surfaces you’ll already have a command on you. Making you
impervious to another. It’s to keep you guys safe if I ever just succumb to my dark urges.”

Mikey yawned out his reply.

Kakucho learning more about the prime in the past couple of days then he had in years of
being in his services. He finished the food and placed it in front of Mikey who was looking
healthier by the day.

His once dark eye bags were now lighter in color and he was actually sleeping.

“Sanzu’s omega likes my scent but I might have to old school the pack bond.”

Mikey’s said, his words making Kakucho choke on his food.

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“Sano-san we’ve arrived.”

The driver of the company car announced, to the white haired prime alpha making him stir
from his napping position.

The leather seat of the company car shifting under his weight when he sat up. The sound of
rain surprising him when the car’s engine turned off.

His obsidian eyes opening to the light rainfall hitting the car’s tinted windows.

The Sano family dojo meeting his sleepy stare.

Sighing the white haired prime’s roughly pulled his black hood over his head. Exiting the car
in the light rainfall and his all black outfit he walked the path to the front door of his family
home.

Abandoned.

He pushed the sliding doors open and took in the layers of dust, family photos and finally the
fleeting smells of his pack home.

His black sandals were kicked off and he stepped onto the dust covered floor, leaving behind
footprints in every step he took. Years were not kind to his family home and he ignored the
dread at entering his grandfather’s bedroom.

The faint smell of juniper berries and coffee breached his nose and he paused in the doorway
with his head bowed.

A portrait of his parents and Shinichiro was framed above the mess of his deceased
grandfather’s futon.

He stepped on the dirty futon to stare at his parent’s smiling faces and Shinichiro’s baby face.

Framed pictures of Manjiro and Emma were present as well but he couldn’t look away from
his mother’s face. Her sickness wasn’t present in her youthful features and his endless black
eyes took in the pack mark on his mother’s neck.

The memories of bathing together when he was small invading his hectic mind.

Long before she was hospitalized, and the symptoms that didn’t make sense to his younger
self started to show up. Had the white haired prime alpha tilting his head at his mother’s
smiling face.

Red lace syndrome had taken his mother’s life.

He was young and naive when splashing his mother in their shared baths. The laughter he
remembered making his own lips twitch but his face reminded the same after a quick
moment. He closed his eyes and tried harder to remember where he saw it on her body.

The pack seal of the Sano family.

Branded into his mother’s skin forever and yet she wore it with pride.

She had told him someday, he too along with his future mate would have the honor of sharing
it themselves.

His father had his placement done on the back of his nape and his mother had hers done right
under her navel.

That’s where the white haired prime remembered touching and looking at his mother in awe
as she shared those precious words with her youngest alpha son.

Shinichiro never got the chance to wear the seal of their family. Stated the dark voice inside
his head.

Mikey hugged himself and slid down the door frame to squat in an attempt to calm himself.

The sounds of thunder had him looking up to the ceiling. His eyes widened as the house
uncovered windows flashed bright with the storm’s lightning. The phantom image of Kisaki’s
smiling face flashed in front of him and he lunged forward to grab him.

Air met the white haired prime’s clawed fingers and snarling face.

A moment of clarity made the prime alpha remember Emma’s whining words about his
dynamic, the fuzzy words causing him to freeze in place.

“You can’t be alone forever and you need this Mikey. I don’t know how much longer you’ll
be without a mate but remember we’re family dummy and I’ll always be here for you.” His
little sister spoke sharply. Her hand running through his blond hair as he rested his head on
her lap. His obsidian eyes watching the rainfall outside their living room window.

Shinichiro sleeping under the kotatsu and gramps struggling to finish paying the bills over the
phone.
Emma’s sweet smell of tiger lilies and plums made his alpha docile when he would be close
to losing it.

The petite blond omega would somehow always know and drag him back home to bond with
their family. He always assumed it was her touch starved abandonment issues when she
would hug him, nip at his scent gland when they were pups.

When the moment of her death came.

His alpha disappeared and didn’t resurface.

Mikey had been lost and no one was there to bring him back, Draken had punched him and
blamed him for failing. Takemichi had died during the attack on Emma trying to protect her.

The day of the funeral Mikey had hunted down Kisaki on his own and only than did his alpha
surface.

The nightmare of the beta male laughing at the white haired prime’s appearance when he
shown himself to Kisaki. Forever burned into his memory, the beta spoke nonsense and
didn’t stop berating him. Until the beta male’s throat had been torn open.

Mikey was sitting atop of Kisaki’s cold body when Draken had found him. The dragon
tattooed alpha pulled the prime alpha into his chest to finally show comfort towards his friend
and commander.

It was for nothing.

Mikey’s alpha was back and the dark impulses were already surfacing faster within him.

He chose to disband the Tokyo Manji gang.

Leaving everyone behind, his alpha guiding him into their current future.

When his grandfather had finally passed away. The older alpha stated in his will. That
everything had been left to the white haired prime.

Despite him never visiting the family home after Emma had died. He accepted the paperwork
and left the lawyers office to lock his family home and hadn’t returned in over a decade.

The white haired prime made himself move further into his grandfather’s bedroom. His alpha
on the defensive, their shared mind was indeed cruel to them.

He found himself in front of the closet and with a hesitate touch he opened the door to see his
mother’s jewelry box sitting on the top shelf. Half of the jewelry box was wrapped in a red
silk cloth, and next to it a card board box with his mother’s name written on it.

He retrieved both items to take with him back to the car.

He disappeared out of his grandfather’s room and walked down the hallway towards his own
bedroom.
Mikey paused in his steps to his room and stared at Emma’s bedroom door. The silly girly
sign with her name brought him closer to the omega’s room.

Carefully he opened the door and felt the first tear slide down his cheek, the smell of tiger
lilies and plums overwhelm his sense of smell. He almost dropped the boxes he was carrying,
but he set them down. His legs shook when made his way over to the perfectly made pink
and white nest with Draken’s stolen cardigan.

Tucked into the corner of Emma’s bed.

She was so fucking happy when Draken had left it there at their house, she nested with it on a
whim and Mikey couldn’t let his little sister be unhappy.

So he lied through his teeth when Draken had brought it up the next time he came by to visit
or hangout. Mikey wasn’t stupid he knew Draken had a thing for his sister, just that the
dragon tattooed alpha never would act on it.

Even after his omega sister claimed the tall dragon tattooed alpha as hers, during the last year
of her short life.

The punch to his face when Emma had died was proof Draken had cared for his sister.

His eyes watered even more when he crawled into the nest, his alpha docile when he curled
up inside.

The omega’s nest still holding his sister’s scent.

God the scent was faint, but his sense of smell had always been superior to anyone else in his
family.

He buried his face into the mix of blankets and pillows with a clench of his teeth.

Emma’s nest more than enough for his prime to realize it was safe.

The task that would require Mikey to give completely into his instincts would be happening
in a few hours and the seal of his family sat tucked away in his mother’s jewelry box.

He didn’t notice how his prime was practically beaming with excitement at what was going
to happen.

‘Family. Pack. Mate.’

Were the last few phrases Manjiro could make out before he gave into his exhaustion and
would be sleeping decently for once in his adult alpha life.

The white haired prime’s obsidian eyes shut in a surprise rush of exhaustion and before he
knew it Manjiro Sano was asleep.

.
Kakucho sat in the cabin they’ve bought last year for a pack get away.

His fingers going over the ammunition, medical kit, groceries, heat supplies and finally the
duffel bag of weapons he brought to keep themselves safe this far away in the mountains. His
eyes glancing over the timer on his phone. Mentally counting down the minutes when his
pack alpha would be arriving. Sanzu was slumbering nearby with Mikey’s sweater tucked
against his drooling mouth.

The pink haired omega wouldn’t wake up, because the pheromones of the prime alpha kept
them docile.

Kakucho sighed when his phone started ringing and the caller ID picture was Ran’s smirking
face.

The black haired alpha answered it after the second ring with a grunt. Laughter met his ears
and the sound of music loudly playing in the background made Kakucho roll his eyes.

“So why’s the boss telling us to stay in the city while you three are out doing whatever?
Something us executives don't need to be apart of?” Came Ran Haitani’s garbled question.

That Kakucho had to really listen in over the loud ass music playing. He closed his eyes in
the attempt calm his already shot nerves about leaving security and extra men behind.

It’s just Mikey stared Kakucho down for a full minute when he offered solutions to their
predicament. Back-up. Men to help if something went wrong. People who weren't immediate
family.

Except the white haired prime continued to eat his dorayaki like Kakucho didn’t just insult
his family practices. Kakucho had a limp now and he wasn’t about to make the same mistake
again when offending his pack alpha.

His neck was currently healing too and it hurt to move his head fast so he tried not to when
something surprised him. The black haired alpha heard the sound of moaning and cut the call
off with a sigh.

Ran sent a winking face emoji and a laughing emoji quickly after the call was dropped.

Kakucho replied with a selfie of his middle finger.

Kokonoi jerked into consciousness and felt his head full on splitting in fucking half.

The long white haired alpha was soaked in sweat and he was trembling with ever breath he
struggled to take in his naked form. He was squinting trying to get his eyes to focus and work
his mouth so something could be redeemable in his native tongue. Yet he was slurring and
don’t get him started on his dick heavy and smacking him in the stomach with every struggle
to sit up.
The bass of some shitty rap music wasn’t helping his head and he could practically feel the
vibration on the softest bed in existence. That was his drug induced opinion. He stood up on
his legs that felt like they would give out any moment under his weight.

The white haired alpha made his wobbly legged steps to the double door entrance of the
bedroom.

His current adjective. Fucking leaving and going home.

A mistake on his part when the door didn’t open when he tried to turn the knob of the door.

His thin eyebrows rising in disbelief and Kokonoi took a step back and roundhouse kicked
the door with all of his strength he currently carried. Another mistake when the door rattled
with barely any impact and the white haired alpha tilted sideways onto the floor with a startle
yelp.

He landed awkwardly and let a gurgle of slurs and panted when zips of pleasure shot up his
spine.

Kokonoi wasn’t about to succumb to his basic instincts in some unknown place and stood
back up with a glare on his handsome face. His pale skin flushed the prettiest pink and his
head fucking killing him with every unstable step. He forced his way through side tables and
shelves of tacky trinkets trying to find something like a damn key.

When he came across something that made him recoil after grabbing it.

A large knotting dildo, purple in color met his clammy hand. He scoffed at the size because it
was definitely meant for someone with a size kink. The imagery of a knot forming on the
thing had him pausing and the white haired alpha couldn’t help admiring it.

It’s been a while his drug induced mind provided helplessly.

Until the sound of laughter reached his ears and the white haired alpha sobered up enough to
flip the lights of the room. He did so with a remote control he noticed near the bed. He only
knew the model because he had owned the same kind inside his own bedroom.

Kokonoi struggled to maneuver through the room.

His unsteady legs carried him to double doors inside the bedroom to hide next to a low table.
The white haired alpha really focused on listening to the laughter getting closer and his alpha
was trying to supply the sound was annoying but somehow familiar.

Too bad Kokonoi only reply back to those invading thoughts.

Weren’t fucking computing. Trying to escape was so burned into his frontal lobe. Nothing
else mattered.

Kokonoi watched two figures enter the room, the smell of amber and whiskey practically
filling his panting mouth. The clicking of the light switch making him tense up.
“Why won’t the lights come on?”

Kokonoi heard a deep voice ask, mockingly another male voice answered the question.

“Duh the remote by the bed brother.”

The sound of two sets of footsteps had Kokonoi’s alpha on high alert. The white haired
executive didn’t think twice when both of the male voices were near the bed now searching
for the remote in Kokonoi’s hand.

He darted out from his hiding spot and booked it out of the room.

The slap of his bare feet hitting the tile of the empty hallway making his alpha howl in
distress.

They were being chased.

The white haired alpha picking up the sound of amused laughter. The sound of fancy dress
shoes hurrying after him was the most concerning. His steps were unstable and sloppy while
his pursuer’s was steady, unwavering, heavy and quickly gaining on the white haired
executive.

Kokonoi was breathing rapidly and he tried to focus on his surroundings but the walls looked
like they were fucking moving.

Seriously where the fuck was he?!

He didn’t recognize a damn thing in the hallway and the person behind him didn’t do
anything besides fucking chuckle at their game of chase. Kokonoi felt the large hand of the
man chasing him, tangle itself into his long white hair. Forcing them both to stop and
Kokonoi to scramble in a feeble attempt in attacking the hand holding him hostage.

Yet the white haired alpha choked out moan when the man behind him sunk their fangs into
his throat.

“Fuck you caught him! Thank god, I thought the doctor said the drugs would make him
bedridden for the duration of next five hours?”

Rindou Haitani’s voice broke through Kokonoi’s moment of pleasure and he now stared at
the long purple haired alpha panting in front of him.

That meant the man chasing him, holding him in a bruising grip and practically tearing his
damn neck open. Groaned sadistically into his trembling form with the aura of being close to
fucking feral.

Had to be Ran Haitani.

The taller Haitani brother released his neck and Kokonoi whimpered as warm liquid slid
down his blobbing throat. His dick almost bursting with release at the look he was receiving
from Ran’s glowing crimson eyes.
Fuck, they were murderous and Kokonoi’s panted heavily while his long white hair was
being soaked in small amounts of his blood.

“God I was ready for a quiet morning, after all the bullshit yesterday. You unconscious, being
my fucking cock sleeve until the drug ran its course.”

Ran chuckled, his smile doing nothing but making Kokonoi cry out when the short purple
haired alpha dug his fingers into the meat of his exposed ass. Rindou’s fingers found
Kokonoi’s drooling face and the younger purple haired alpha didn’t have any issue parting
Kokonoi’s lips. Before spitting into his open drooling mouth.

Rindou kissed him roughly, making Kokonoi swallow the spit in an attempt to catch his
breath.

Kokonoi moaned at the skilled mouth of the long purple haired alpha holding his face in a
death grip. The nip of teeth on his swollen lips forcing his brain stutter to a halt. The drug
firmly taking him under. The smell of whiskey and amber clouding his cotton candy brain,
and he tilted his head exposing his scent gland to the long purple haired alpha.

The pleasure replacing the pain sensor in his brain.

“There it is. Did you record that Ran.”

Rindou asked, picking the white haired alpha up underneath their trembling thighs.

The move making the white haired alpha keen out in drug induced pleasure. Ran tapped away
on his phone to send more feedback to the lab. While the Haitani’s carried a smiling and
giggling Kokonoi back to the bedroom they had him resting in.

“Among the other side effects. This one is the one that most alpha’s want out of their
victims.”

Ran stated, opening the door to the bedroom chuckling at Kokonoi leaning towards the taller
purple haired alpha with a silly flirty smile on their face. He kissed the white haired alpha
who closed their eyes and whined when Ran stepped back.

Rindou drop the unsuspecting white haired alpha onto the bed.

Kokonoi’s expression changed into surprise but he was soon smiling and making grabby
hands at the Haitani brothers.

Ran’s hands were insatiable when he grabbed Kokonoi by his pale thighs. Squeezing and
kneading the firm appendages in his larger hands. Their journey leading to Kokonoi’s slender
hips and with a quick tug pulled the drug induced flirty white haired alpha underneath his
towering frame.

Kokonoi keened at being handled roughly but whined when Ran wouldn’t come closer to kiss
him again when the white haired alpha chirped for it. His pink swollen lips puckering in a
pout and would snap his teeth cutely.
Playfully, the taller Haitani brother could only chuckle down back at Kokonoi.

“You set up the camera?”

Ran stated and started undressing, his dress shirt disappearing onto the floor, his underwear
and slacks following soon after. His tattoos on full display when he finally leaned down to
capture the white haired alpha’s mouth.

“Obviously. Gotta have proof for the pack alpha don’t we?”

Rindou scoffed from his position near the topside of the bed with a laptop out to connect to
the different recording devices in their room. He switched the view to see Ran and Kokonoi’s
lips locked together and admired the quality before undressing himself to help his brother.

“He’s going to be so pissed when he won’t be able to sit down for the next few weeks.”

Ran hissed out roughly, grinding his harden pierced cock against the flushed hole of the white
haired alpha. The white haired alpha was moaning happily beneath his bigger frame.
Kokonoi’s mouth captured again by the long purple haired Haitani, who was taking a liking
to their mindless plaything.

“Fuck feels like I could push in with no resistance, should I Rin?”

Ran sadistically chuckled, watching the pierced tip of his dick catching on Kokonoi’s flushed
fluttery hole.

Rindou’s lips covered in spit and connecting to the panting white haired male beneath him
grunted before slapping a bottle of flavored lube into his older brother’s hand.

“He’ll definitely shoot your dick off when he’s coming off this shit.”

Rindou stated and laughed at the whine leaving Kokonoi’s lips when the younger Haitani
pulled back to speak with his brother.

When the younger Haitani dug his thumbs into the sides of the white haired alpha’s mouth to
spread his mouth forcefully. Ran’s focused on the quivering thighs trying to clamp around his
hips and poured a generous amount of the cold lube onto his dick.

His purple eyes blazing into an inferno of crimson while he watched the trail of lube reach his
balls.

The sticky substance enough for him to let his primal instincts take over and the older
Haitani’s fingers dug into the soft skin of Kokonoi’s ass. Spreading apart the already
fluttering hole and he was shoving his dick inside the white haired alpha.

The lean body beneath him tensed, Kokonoi’s upper body arching off the mattress to the
Haitani's amusement.

His dick throbbing with the tight heat engulfing it. Along with every single one of Kokonoi’s
choked moans.
Just like a heartbeat.

“You’re so dead when he finds out.”

Rindou laughed, Ran snarled, his large hands digging into the slender waist beneath him.

His crimson eyes reflecting back at him in Kokonoi’s obsidian tear filled ones. The white
haired alpha’s unfocused eyes slammed shut when Ran pulled his dick out until only the tip
remained inside.

“Really.. Really.. can’t wait for you to wake up during my rut Kokonoi..”
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His head hurt, fuck, everything hurt.

Sanzu’s omega was restless, panting with desperate desire in their delayed heat.

His whole body trembling on the couch and Mikey’s shirt pressed into this nose was losing
it’s scent rapidly.

Until the prime alpha’s fresh scent burst through the air and he shot up and he looked at the
front door being closed quietly. The blurry figure of his king came into his watery vision and
he tried not to succumb to his instincts.

Yet his omega keened and took over.

The pink haired omega’s arms were around Mikey’s waist and the omega pressed his face
into his king’s stomach without hesitation. His eyes burned with unshed tears and his grip
was unrelenting but the white haired prime didn’t move out of the omega’s death grip.

“Kakucho follow these instruction written in this journal. I’ll take Sanzu to the bedroom
now.”

Mikey stated tossing a journal at Kakucho who caught the book effortlessly.

The black haired alpha looked through the journal and took the boxes from Mikey.

His feet carrying him into the kitchen area, eyes going wide as the black haired alpha tried to
understand what he was reading. He glanced back over to white haired prime pulling the
omega up into their arms and childish snap of the prime alpha’s teeth.

Had the black haired alpha dropping his gaze back to the journal.

Kakucho glanced over the hastily written words and opened the boxes he retrieved from the
white haired prime. He could hear Mikey and Sanzu moving nearby until the sound of the
master bedroom door slid shut.

The black haired alpha’s shoulders dropping in relief because the omega pheromones were
driving him and his alpha up the damn wall with arousal.
Metal shackles met his rough hands and he proceeded to dig deeper inside the boxes contents.

Until the black haired alpha found what the white haired prime would need for the pack and
courting ritual. The branding iron rod he pulled from the box felt freezing in his hands but the
Sano family seal made Kakucho shudder.

Who knew went on in the white prime’s head.

“Alpha-.. Please-.. Need you-..!!”

The pink haired omega whined in a slurred version of their native tongue.

The pink omega’s hands pinned above their head with makeshift material bindings.

Their body still fully clothed and sweating profusely at the delay of their heat. The white
haired prime obsidian eyes taking in Bonten's number two with mild interest.

“Patience is something I know neither of us are really capable of Sanzu, but if we don’t
wanna get fucked up by my family pack bonding ritual. Submit omega.”

Feral was all his second in command could comprehend in their current state of mind.

Mate.

Yet the white haired alpha’s command took effect.

The pink haired male went limp in his bindings on top of the bed, their eyes empty and
Mikey made his move. The white haired prime undid his quick work of the makeshift
bindings.

The pink haired omega’ arms fell down next them and they didn’t respond to their clothes
now being removed. Their breathing coming in soft pants when the white haired prime alpha
looked over their scarred pale body.

The softness of it making the white haired prime curious and they seem to admire the body
beneath their cold fingers.

Yet they were pulled back into the task of stripping everything from the pink haired omega.

Naked and pumping out heat pheromones like the obedient omegas he would see in those
shitty porno's that Shin use to watch on his work computer. Even when he thought Mikey
wanted to play some online games.

The black haired alpha wasn’t very good at closing out his browser history.

His cold fingers played with the thigh meat of his second in command with mild interest but
his alpha was locked onto Sanzu’s pale unblemished neck. Their scent gland swollen and
probably hurting made the alpha stand up and he left the bedroom fully clothed.
Kakucho was outside now, a blazing inferno meet the obsidian eyes of the white haired prime
when he stepped outside.

The white haired prime eyes reflecting the image of the Sano pack seal burning so intensely.

His body was well rested and the fire pit bringing out his most carnal instincts.

The black haired alpha was kneeling at Mikey’s feet awaiting the order to continue with the
process of the pack claiming.

Mikey looked up at the night sky and watched the rain clouds closing in on the mountain.

“They say it’s good luck when it rains on your wedding day. Wonder if that includes mating,
what do you think Shinichiro?”

Mikey asked the singing cicadas mountain air.

Kokonoi was being split in fucking half, he couldn’t feel his legs but the intensity of the large
scarred hands holding his quivering bruised thighs open. His body moving up and down on
the cum stained hotel bed sheets rapidly.

Had him somewhat lucid. The long haired white haired alpha was awake now to witness what
his body was receiving as punishment.

The snarling and the snapping of teeth near his bared neck and the quick broken ‘uh-uh-uh-’
leaving his kissed swollen lips. Brought a new sensation when the alpha teeth pierced the
junction of his neck and shoulder.

His catlike eyes almost rolling to the back of his head and he was moaning like the whores of
their brothels.

The feeling of being full and stretched beyond his limits had him drifting to the darkness
when the snapping of warm hips hit the slickness of his shivering ass.

One of the large scarred hands holding him open slid up across his swollen red cock to grip
the delicate head and dug their nail in the opening.

He screamed at the painful sensation as it blurred with his uncontrollable forced pleasure.

He came dry like the last five times before, his orgasm bordering on unconsciousness.

Yet the larger Haitani above him was ruthless.

Kokonoi felt his slicked asshole milking the purple haired alpha for every single drop of cum
the monstrosity inside his shuddering sweat drenched body released.

He wasn’t even going to acknowledge the hot swollen knot pressed against red puffy slicked
asshole.
He couldn’t take it again anytime soon but his bulging stomach meeting his confused stare
was a little concerning.

“You look pregnant Koko.”

Rindou stated, the younger Haitani running his fingers across the bulge with a growl of
approval.

Ran was bordering on another round of sex, pulled out of the white haired alpha with a
pleased noise.

Like the strings of a marionette Kokonoi’s limbs hit the mattress and the white haired alpha
let out a soft groan.

He was covered in bite marks and the warm liquid leaking from his used hole made him close
his eyes as pleasure and pain mixed inside of him. His naked hips rutting softly into the air
while the Haitani alpha’s watched with amusement.

He choked out another shaky moan before he squeezed the hot liquid from his gaping hole.

Shuddering with exhaustion at the praises of approval and growls of possessiveness.

Kokonoi was becoming slowing more aware and the smell of iron reached his scent clogged
nose. It was burning through the haze of alpha pheromones and the heavy scent of cum.

He glanced around the room and the bodies surrounding the bed was more annoying than
concerning.

All omegas and a few betas were dead.

Fucked to death or killed during which ever would please the feral Haitani watching the
catlike eyes glance over the room.

The sign of a annoyed pout on the white haired alpha’s flushed tear stained face appeared and
he glared.

“It stinks.”

Kokonoi whined, and the Haitani’s chucked.

“The cleaning crew is running late but we’re moving rooms. Ran’s more lucid now, he just let
those intrusive thoughts win and he kept ordering more and more. Great news though none of
them were our merchandise.”

Rindou said, releasing his alpha pheromones along with Ran.

They had their bags packed and ready to go just needed to take the edge off Ran’s rut before
moving locations again.

Kokonoi’s brows narrowed at the statement before he responded with a huff of frustration.
“Good didn’t want to deal with those numbers this fucked up anyway. Pretty sure you’re
already in the thousands right now in cost.”

The purple haired alpha’s grinned maliciously down at the love marked white haired alpha.
Pleased with themselves.

The door being knocked on had them placing Kokonoi in Ran’s huge black hoodie so they
could move him.

Chuckling at the white haired alpha complaining about not being able to walk.

They grabbed their things, leaving behind the professional cleaning crew of betas who
shivered when the group of alpha’s walked by heading towards the elevator.

Kakucho stared at the blazing fire he made, the nagging inside his stomach had him
questioning himself.

It wasn’t right but, who was he to question anyone?

He wasn’t in any position to be involved further than what the pack alpha allowed.

The iron shackles of the prime alpha’s command kept his hand unyielding when pulling the
illuminating burning metal rod from the fire pit.

Foot steps met his muffled ears and Mikey carried Sanzu in his arms outside in the roaring
winds of the incoming mountain storm.

His eyes were probably lifeless but he met the pink haired omega’s blank eyes he shuddered
on the inside. Sanzu was gone under the prime alpha’s command, like a doll the man was
placed on the ground nearby and Mikey was pulling his shirt off.

The white haired prime’s scent was becoming thicker, swirling with arousal and when
Kakucho realized Mikey was standing in front of him.

The white haired prime stood completely naked.

Mikey’s eyes were practically shining with excitement when he mouth the words Kakucho
didn’t want to follow. His instincts screaming at him to yield. Yet his arms moved the burning
metal upwards to the placement Mikey had chosen.

Right over the prime alpha’s heart.

Mikey didn’t show many emotions, but the look of ecstasy on the white haired prime’s face
was indeed something to witness.

His obsidian eye’s filling with unshed tears, the pink flushing his skin beautifully and the
groan of pleasure leaving his trembling lips. Had Kakucho wishing he could’ve seen the look
on another white haired alpha’s face when they found pleasure in each other’s arms.
Kakucho let the metal drop from the prime alpha’s skin and tried not to be jealous of Mikey’s
healing abilities. It was instantaneous the Sano family seal forever branded into the white
haired prime alpha’s skin beautifully.

Mikey chuckling to himself and prodding at the raised skin with genuine happiness.

Kakucho moved the metal rod back into the fire.

The smell of burning flesh had assaulted Kakucho’s senses and was raising his alpha’s
hackles about what was going to happen to their pack omega. Sanzu’s skin wouldn’t be as
quick in healing and the thought worried him.

The feeling of Mikey gripping his wrist was like iron startled Kakucho.

The black haired alpha unconsciously was about to throw the burning rod off into the heavily
wooded area. His arm shaking in Mikey’s grip while the white haired primes eyes were
glowing burgundy when the command was snarled out.

“Submit.”

Kakucho’s alpha screamed, but soon became silent inside his head.

The cold sweat breaking out across his skin making the taller black haired alpha violently
shake in the attempt to fight back.

His own lips coming upwards in a weak attempt to snarl down at the white haired prime.

Mikey wasn’t smiling anymore and Kakucho didn’t a chance when he felt the bone in his leg
break on impact of Mikey kicking him.

Kakucho didn’t scream, but was trying to get his mind to break free and concentrate on the
pain. Mikey soon was sitting on his hips looking at the panting black haired alpha with a look
of unhinged rage.

The metal rod was ripped from his shaking grasp and Mikey’s mouth found his scent gland
and he actually cried out when the prime alpha’s fangs pierced it. The darkness was
welcoming and he heard the sound of thunder fading away with his consciousness.

Mikey looked at the bent metal rod in his clenched fist and let the irritated noise leave his
lungs before standing back up to resume. He placed the metal rod into the fire with little care
and began waiting for the metal to reach the desired temperature.

The sounds of thunder and flashes of lightning now surrounding the cabin and Bonten’s top
three.

Mikey walked away from the fire pit, his bare feet carrying him to the trembling pink haired
omega.

Kneeling down into a squat near Sanzu’s flushed face he called off the command from earlier.
The beginning of their sexual dynamics was switched so fast Mikey’s alpha growled in
approval at the omega kissing them.

Their teeth clashing and the sounds of Sanzu’s moans making Mikey submit underneath the
taller scarred male.

He normally did all of the work in the bedroom, pumping out pheromones, prepping and
taking charge but the pink haired omega was slapping away his touch with a hiss.

A snap of the Sanzu’s teeth near his neck made the alpha smirk so he became pliant to the
omega’s aggressive touches.

Mikey watched arms folded underneath his head, obsidian eyes bleeding into the murky
burgundy. The omega was a mess, faded pink hair covered in twigs and leaves. Their eyes
glowing the brightest teal as they watched the white haired prime back with the same
intensity.

The white haired prime groaned in pleasure when Sanzu’s scarred mouth found his hard large
cock.

Trying to fit as much of the alpha’s cock into inside their mouth definitely made Mikey’s
arousal spike as he watched the stretch of Sanzu’s scarred mouth and glazed over teal eyes
with feral obsession.

Sanzu’s unhinged moan came out muffled by the white haired alpha’s cock.

Mikey hissed at the scrap of teeth but he didn’t move from their position.

Even when the omega whined letting the heavy wet alpha cock fall from their drooling
mouth.

Sanzu’s teal eyes glazed over in pleasure watching it bounce against Mikey’s firm stomach.
The unstable movements of the pink haired omega made the white haired prime alert when
they crawled their way over Mikey’s slender hips.

The pink haired omega began grinding their slicked soft hips against the alpha’s cock with
feral movements.

Teal colored eyes glued to alpha’s cock sliding against their slick hole, but the look of
confusion at what to do next had the alpha cooing at the pink haired omega.

Mikey grabbed the omega’s by the hips and snapped his teeth at the hiss the omega let out.

The white haired prime forced the omega’s trembling thighs upwards and with quick
movements had the blunt head of his cock dragging over the slick entrance of Sanzu’s ass.

The look of awe was cute but the look of Sanzu’s eyes crossing when the omega dropped
fully onto his cock.

Scratched the itch inside Mikey’s brain.

His alpha flipped their positions, pressing the heat drunk omega into the now muddy ground
and chuckled darkly at the trembling form underneath them. Sanzu’s had come just from
being penetrated and wasn’t aware of the chain of reactions he was setting off in the white
haired prime alpha’s head.

Burning heat met the soft skin of the omega’s stomach, making Sanzu’s eyes meet the
unhinged happy eyes of his king.

His alpha, Manjiro Sano.

So the pain wasn’t registering until Mikey removed the bright red metal rod from Sanzu’s
navel.

Retaliation, Mikey expected it and caught the clawed fingers going for his eye sockets. He
was quick in subduing the screaming omega and brought his mouth the swollen scent gland
on their strained neck.

The quick nip had the omega going pliant.

Mikey watched the omega breathing heavily and shaking restlessly before he removed
himself from the addictive tight heat and stood up to feel the rain falling down in heavy
waves all around them. His mouth was going upwards on its own and for the first time in
years he finally felt so fucking happy.

Family. Mate. Pack. Pups.

Raced through the white haired prime’s head as he collected his pack mates to take inside the
cabin.

He was definitely pouty about not being able to fuck in the rain like he wanted, but the alpha
collected everything and made his journey back inside the cabin to his wounded pack
members.

A jar labeled in generic health info was dug out of the box Mikey had brought with him the
cabin before he had left Shibuya. The medical salves wasn’t cheap by any means and the last
ingredient that his family used with was probably frowned upon now.

Yet Mikey pulled the knife from the knife block in the kitchen and cut his hand open.

Watching the blood drip into the medical healing salve with a bored look. His brother had
done this more than once with Mikey before he presented as a prime alpha. He was clumsy
when he was younger and Shinichiro was always scolding him.

The white haired prime pushed his fingers in the salve and mixed the product together before
spreading the bloody mixture into Sanzu’s branding with purpose.

He could feel the pink haired omega tense beneath his touch. Until physical exhaustion took
them under and the omega promptly passed out from the pain.
Mikey watched in childlike wonder when Sanzu’s pack seal healed beyond the stages of
blood and burnt skin.

A pleasing scar of pinkish silver met the prime alpha’s obsidian eyes.

He was very pleased with the results and tossed away the rest of the salve into the garbage.

Picking up the now passed out pink haired omega in his arms, he took Sanzu back to the
master bedroom.

He came back out immediately to look at Kakucho still unconscious on the living room floor,
before calling someone to come get the black haired alpha and take him to the hospital.

“Shouldn’t doubt me in the future Kakucho. Most people end up dead.’

The white haired prime alpha expressed with a pout. He was hungry and bored now. Omega
in heat be damned he needed to eat something.

He sent out another text asking for take out.

Satisfied with his efforts he sat on the couch waiting for his food and the clean up crew.

“Man, what the fuck is with the group chat live feed right now?”

Mikey mumbled to himself not being able to open the video loading screen and being able to
see what the executives have been posting non stop. He huffed out a sigh and closed out of
the conversation and went to find the wifi router so his internet wasn’t so shitty up in the
mountains.

He had cat videos to watch people.

 A/N: Update I'm alive
Chapter Summary

I'll be back possibly~

Hello, greetings I am alive. God, I really need to write another chapter or a few to this story,
this year maybe in the next few months. My hyper-fixation fell into Genshin Impact and
getting a new job. I miss this story. I'm always checking my email and jumping back into the
rabbit hole for this plot I have going haha. Just a quick note to let you know I'll be scheming
for how things will develop. Thanks for the comments, Kudos and reads on this story!!!!!!!
 Bonten Pack
Chapter Summary

Well hello, it's been months. I'm sorry. Haha! Please enjoy and any questions or request
shoot me something. I'll be happy to discuss ideas. Also thank you for the kudos,
comments and reads!

Manjiro sat on the kitchen counter eating the food from his takeout box. A small crew of
beta’s working for Bonten brought it in the small downpour. Kakucho was removed from the
cabin and taken to the hospital. His alpha content for the first time in years after manifesting
during puberty. Now his itchy fangs were the only thing really bothering him while he
finished off the food. The desire to mark something as his had never bothered him before, so
to say the feeling was unwelcome would be putting it lightly.

He already cut his tongue twice when he swept it across his teeth, kind of annoyed with how
his fangs became more prominent now when he curled up his top lip. He tossed the empty
box of takeout into the garbage nearby and slid off the counter onto the kitchen floor with
ease. He was covered in dry mud and stank of too many scents when the men showed up so
Mikey decided now would be the perfect time to shower.

He was nude after all, might as well.

When entering the bathroom, the white-haired prime stopped to stare at his reflection. The
snow-white hair he now had was getting longer, his ebony black eyes held something in them
that he couldn’t name. Yet. Still, he stood there admiring himself for a bit, he was still
attractive without the blond hair and mischievous eyes of his youth. The bags under his eyes
were almost completely gone and his scent gland was swollen and tender when he tilted his
head in curiosity. The pain was unexpected when he let his fingers brush it and he ended up
clenching his teeth to stop himself from cursing.

A soft laugh soon bubbled up out of his throat when he took in his crimson eyes and feral
smile. His body was preparing itself for the final stage of his family mating ritual. “Hmm... I
wonder if those baby fangs of his will break the skin?” Mikey asked himself before flipping
the shower onto the hottest settings. He looked at his fingers in thought and recalled the
memory of Sanzu scars and the broken toy Shinichiro got him. His smile vanished and he
closed his eyes to let the showerhead drown out the memories. He wasn’t going to be alone
anymore, he was going to have a mate and his pack. He just had to let his alpha take the
driver seat so he wouldn’t kill Sanzu like the rest of the omega’s and beta’s he requested.

He was insatiable during his rut after all.

In the bedroom Sanzu surfaced back into his body and wished he didn’t because everything
fucking hurt. The pink-haired omega groaned to himself before forcing himself to sit up and
glare around the bedroom with unfocused eyes. His omega was quiet again and he was
starving. He got up on unstable legs and made his way over to the bedroom door to leave.
Sanzu left the bedroom and made his way to the kitchen where he found basic cooking
ingredients and lots of bottles of water. He settled for a bowl of cereal, Captain Crunch has
never failed him.

Stuffing his face while sitting down on the floor, he finally noticed the sound of the shower
inside the cabin stopping and he froze mid bite. Letting his hearing zero in on the bathroom
right behind him, another bite he let out a sigh because there were only two people here. Him
and Kakucho from what he could remember and went back to inhaling his bowl of cereal.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up when the door of the bathroom opened, the pink
haired omega choked on its next bite when the scent of wild flowers and the ocean
surrounded him.

Run~

Sanzu’s omega brain offered when the heavy steps of his King reached his ears. Something
instinctual had the pink-haired omega shuddering around the bite of food in his mouth. He
swallowed it down with a bit of force and a whine left his lips when Mikey’s cool hand
wrapped around his nape. The white-haired prime chuckled at the milk running down Sanzu’s
chin and onto his bare chest. Mikey had his own amount of cooling liquid dripping down his
frame when he leaned over the pink-haired omega panting beneath his fierce stare.
The white-haired prime let out a groan before pushing their lips together, pleased noises of
pleasure met Mikey’s ears. Their mouths separated, and Mikey chuckled lightly when he
captured the pink-haired omega’s bottom lip between his teeth. His elongated alpha fangs on
display to the panting pink-haired omega beneath him. Mikey let the swollen pink flesh go as
the omega moaned when the white-haired prime licked his lips and smiled. The smile making
Sanzu stiffen as tears threatened to fill his cerulean eyes. A flash of the old Mikey peeked out
from Bonten’s leader.

“Mikey-?”

“ Alpha .”

Mikey cut off Sanzu’s small voice with a smug voice and grin. The white-haired prime pulled
the pink-haired omega from the ground. Their eyes focused only on each other, when Mikey
pulled Sanzu towards the front door. Pausing with a soft chuckle, Mikey pushed the door
open, and they were met with light rain and slick mountain terrain. Sanzu felt his omega side
trying to dart out into the rain, to run as fast as he could but he was shaking with reluctance.

There was no way Mikey would chase him down, Sanzu shivered at Mikey stepping
backwards until he was right behind the pink-haired omega. Their height difference became
more obvious as Mikey inhaled near the base of Sanzu’s nape with laugh of disbelief and
groans in pleasure. Sanzu’s knees shook, his pupils blown wide as he takes in the path he’s
going to take. Mikey’s hand sliding from his shoulders down his arms, chuckling at the tense
muscles beneath his hands. Mikey finally reached his desired spot, running the tips of his
fingers across Sanzu’s navel. The Sano Family seal branded into Sanzu’s skin was cool
underneath Mikey’s gentle touch, the white-haired prime pressed his cheek against the
shivering pink-haired omega’s back.

“ I’m giving you a head start, Omega . When I catch you and when my fangs pierce
your throat. You’re mine, forever.”

Mikey dropped his hands, baring his teeth in a sadistic grin of amusement when Sanzu darted
from the cabin’s front door. The pink-haired omega’s naked scarred body disappearing into
the mountain's heavy green foliage. The white-haired prime groaning when he inhaled
another whiff of Sanzu’s heat pheromones, laughing when his alpha howls and scratches at
the cage of his mind. His instincts, to chase and claim making his itchy teeth snap childishly
when he shakes his head of white hair. The murky burgundy of his obsidian black eyes,
bleeding into a molten crimson red.

Mikey let his alpha surface.

Sanzu ran like his life depended on it. Bare feet slapping into the muddy puddles and letting
his omega lead them. He was panting, his heat still going strong, yet he wasn’t complaining
when the thought of Manjiro chasing him down. Mikey going feral, the thought of it making
Sanzu’s omega preen and having Bonten’s number two licking his own omega fangs with a
soft groan. The rain was light and hit his burning skin pleasantly as he jumped over a fallen
tree, he laughed when he stumbled but was on his feet again.

He hadn’t push his body to the limit since that bad fallout in Russia, so the pink-haired
omega wasn’t too surprised when he felt the chill going up his spine. Sanzu ducked when
Manjiro’s fingers tried to grab his wet pink hair in a furious accurate grip. Bonten’s number
two rolled across the slick muddy ground with a laugh of disbelief. The alpha and omega
locked eyes, molten crimson and fiery cerulean watching the other with such intensity. The
sexual tension almost overwhelming when Mikey exhaled heavily with a croon on his
tongue. The white-haired prime graceful, predatory in his movements when he circled the
trembling pink-haired omega.

“ Omega”

Mikey’s alpha voice crooned heavily, Sanzu’s body shuddering at the rasp in the white-haired
primes voice. Sanzu’s omega voice coming out in a small chirp of approval as the prime
alpha cautiously stalked forward, crimson eyes on the pink-haired omega. Another croon
when Sanzu looked up at Manjiro and bared his neck. The small wisps of heat pheromones
made Manjiro inhale greedily. The rain had worked against the white-haired prime when he
took off after the omega.

Manjiro had only caught up when he heard the omega laughing.

Mikey’s alpha groaned when he buried his face into the Sanzu’s neck, the omega keening
prettily when the white-haired prime licked a strip over the omega’s swollen scent gland.
Mikey kissed it, letting his fangs tease the flushed skin with a growl. Sanzu’s let out a moan
when he’s pressed into the ground, his slick hole on display to the white-haired prime.
Manjiro crooning in approval, as his crimson colored eyes falling to half mass. The white-
haired prime watching the slick dripping from Sanzu’s pink hole. Sanzu’s thigh meat soft in
Manjiro’s hands as he puts the omega into a mating press. Their noses brushing when
Manjiro’s satisfied with their position, Sanzu’s shivers and chirps his approval.

They don’t really speak afterwards, both of them too gone in their own feral mindsets.

Sanzu tries his best to keep up with the looking feral white-haired male. Manjiro’s alpha
growls in satisfaction, when the omega’s slick hole gives way to his large cock bluntly
pressing against it. The choked whimpers leaving Sanzu’s mouth, fueling the white-haired
alpha to move harder, faster and snarling with pleasure when the omega presses their palm
into the budge in their belly. Keening loudly when they realize the white-haired alpha above
them was using the pink-haired omega’s heat to accommodate their larger than average cock.
Sanzu really does try to stay lucid during the whole interaction, a sob of relief leaves his lips
when he can feel Manjiro’s mouth sucking on his scent gland. The combined pleasure mind-
numbing. Sanzu’s cries of pleasure maddening as the white-haired prime mates with the
pretty pink-haired omega beneath them. Shared pleasure, so addictive they get lost in each
other. Filthy and feral as they fuck.

Sanzu’s omega takes over in the final moments of their mating, neck bared, and soft keens
leave his lips. Manjiro’s alpha doesn’t hesitate to stake it’s claim, pain and euphoria making
them both tense up. Blood fills Manjiro’s mouth when he bites clean into the scent gland on
Sanzu’s neck. Manjiro groans when his knot starts to form, he presses the expanding knot
inside his mate. His movements feral, each thrust harder than the last. Until the knot catches
and can’t be pulled out. His crimson eyes dulling down back to their rich burgundy when he
leaves a trail of bloody kisses up the omega’s neck to their face. Mikey’s mouth is bloody,
and he chuckles when Sanzu’s lip meet his in a desperate kiss. Tears sliding down the pretty
pink-haired omega’s face making the white haired-prime croon into their kiss.

“Your turn... Omega .”

Mikey whispers, his voice rough with exhaustion. As he tilts his head, his own scent gland
swollen and tender. Yet the white-haired prime leaned lower to bare his neck, groaning with
pain as the omega’s small teeth dig viciously into the gland on his neck. Mikey’s alpha
rumbling with pleasure and satisfaction when the bond snaps into place. Sanzu’s pleasure
combining with Manjiro’s, and they moan in sync. Sanzu’s bloody mouth detaching
from Manjiro’s neck and the alpha slumps onto the omega’s body in euphoric body spasms.
Sanzu preens and holds the white-haired alpha to his chest, soft purrs leave the pink-haired
omega. They lull into the static of their exhaustion, each purr Sanzu’s body puts out has the
white-haired prime crooning until Mikey passes out on top of Sanzu.

Mikey surfaces back to his body hours later and doesn’t complain or stop the omega using his
body like a dildo. Sanzu’s fucking gorgeous as he takes the alpha’s large cock into his tight
slick hole, back arched and cerulean blue eyes closed. Sanzu’s body going up and down on
his cock has the white-haired prime sighing with pleasure. The bond making the omega gasp
when Mikey flips their position, he pushes the omega into the mud. Ruthlessly he fucks the
squealing pink-haired man beneath them. Bruises and teeth mark cover Sanzu’s flushed skin
as they the mates find pleasure in one another’s arms. A few more hours pass, and Mikey has
the sleeping pink-haired omega in his arms as he makes his way back to the cabin and stops
short to laugh in disbelief.

The Haitani’s vehicle is parked in the gravel driveway.

Mikey shrugs and makes his way back into the cabin, curious as to how the dynamic would
shift with the head alpha now having a mate. He walks into the cabin to see Kokonoi face
down, ass up being fucking dumb over the counter. The long white-haired alpha’s face quite
the pleasing spectacle and Mikey lets snippets of his prime alpha pheromones creep through
the room causing the three individuals inside the room to freeze.

“Please continue... I said Bitch Kokonoi.”

Mikey chuckled darkly.

His eyes glowing crimson at the pheromonal cocktail his pack was now spreading throughout
the cabin.
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