Egas Fang

Although Ken only knew Krisa shortly, he looked at her like an abandoned puppy.

Krisa shook her head and motioned for him to go in.

Seeing her refusal, Ken turned his head and walked inside the room. As soon as he did, a dominating presence inside the room caused a chill to go down his spine.

He wanted to escape, but the door immediately shut on him. He felt trapped.

Ken looked to the man who was sitting on the chair staring back at him. The first impression: this was a good looking man with sharp distinct features. Tanned, tall, hazel-eyed, and dark-haired. Like all the other alphas, his gaze was wolf-like and piercing, as if wanting to bore into his soul.

Unlike the other alphas, who usually looked a little bit sunny and wild, this man was eery and adorned eyes of irritation.

The man's gaze dropped from being on his face to his neck. Ken touched his neck unconsciously.

The man then withdrew his gaze and said, "Sit." His tone as if training a dog.

Ken's face flushed in anger and embarrassment, but he quietly went and sat on the couch across from the man.

The man introduced himself, "I am the Captain of this spaceship, Egas Fang. You can call me Leader Fang. It seems you came here with Krisa, so did she explained to you the current situation?"

"No, she only said I was an S-Rank wood-type awakened, but I don't know why I am here, on your spaceship."

"Yes, that part is correct, though we don't know the extent of your power yet. You are here because your power brings conflict if it's left alone."

Egas stared right into Ken's eyes, and told him, "If you stay with your family, you will put their lives in danger. With your type of ability, it is not only for the sake of your family, but it's also your duty to be on the front lines."

Ken understood a little the gravity of his ability, though he didn't feel he was that incredible.

Egas continued, but on a different topic, "There are fifty crew members on this ship, and only ten are omegas and betas. The rest are alphas. So why didn't you wear the protective collar."

Stumped at the direction of the conversation, Ken dully replied, "I am a beta..."

Egas narrowed his eyes just like Krisa, as if irked by his words that being a beta freed him from any impulsiveness.

Before Ken could even react, Egas had already pinned him down on the couch. He turned Ken around so he was flat on his stomach and spoke, "I'll show you why you have to wear it."

At those words, he leaned in to sniff Ken's nape. A strong scent of wisteria invaded his nose, perhaps more intense because the person under him was a wood-element awakened.

Egas senses were clouded for a moment, and Ken immediately felt a bulge poking his back. The room began to be filled with the scent of this alpha, a smoky cedarwood.

"Let go!" he yelled.

The heavy person behind him didn't seem to hear and instead slipped a rough hand under his shirt, roaming naturally to his buds.

"Ah!" An electric shock was sent down his spine and his legs weakened. Ken grabbed the hand which was rubbing him and tried to tear it away.

Ega's hand was unmoved and instead rubbed even harder than before. An intense pleasure shot through Ken's body.

He moaned, "Unn... ah... stop..." His voice lacking all persuasion.

Egas took that as a sign he was feeling good and used his other hand to lift Ken's hips, easily pulling down his pants in the process. He wrapped his hands around Ken's erection, which caused the latter to gasp for air.

Ken moved and lowered his shaking hand onto Egas's, wanting to pull his hand away. Yet, he ended up shoving and moving along with Egas's hand.

Meanwhile, Egas lifted the beta's shirt and trailed kisses down his back. Everywhere he touched, he was sure to leave to a mark.

The pitch of Ken's voice became higher as he was reaching climax. Egas, however, stopped his hand movement and grazed Ken's nape with his teeth. Then he licked it similar to a doctor disinfecting an area before injection. Without holding back, he sunk his teeth onto the tasty nape before him and injected his hormones.

"Ugh!" Ken climaxed and shivered as intense pain and pleasure assault him at the same time. An aggressive scent intermix with his own calm scent. He tried to move his head away but Egas grabbed him by the neck and pushed him back.

After a minute, Egas finally withdrew his teeth and flipped him over, facing each other front-to-front.

As Ken felt his body heating up by the moment, he noticed Egas's eyes were slowly regaining clarity.

As soon as the situation settled in Egas's mind, he pulled out a suppressant tablet from his back pocket and swallowed it. Though he regained his senses, Ken was being more aroused by the minute.

He climbed onto Egas and straddled him, and while grinding away the itch in his body, he looked at Egas with teary eyes.

"Fuck!" Egas cursed. He pushed the beta off and went to his office desk. Opening the drawer, he grabbed a beta suppressant and a protective collar.

He returned to the beta and forced the suppressant tablet down his mouth. After a minute, the glow to Ken's eyes slowly returned, indicating he was no longer ruled by lust.

The first thing Ken did when the sequence of events registered in his mind was that he threw a punch at Egas.

Of course, Egas easily received the fist with his palm. He pulled the beta into his embraced and completed his lesson, "This is what an alpha is. Impulsive. Lust driven. And all these alphas on the spaceship with no outlet of pent-up frustration. A small matter like a minor delicious scent can set them off."

Actually, Egas had strong control over his desires since he had previous training and his nose was not as sensitive as the other alphas and omegas. However, the scent of this beta overtook his senses. All the things he did was done unconsciously, and could not be stopped until he was satisfied his scent was all over the beta, hence the bite.

The front of his shirt became wet from the tears of the beta. Egas didn't know how to comfort anyone, so he raised the protective collar in the hands and put it on Ken's neck.

When he saw the bite, he had a sudden desire to make this person a wreck again. But he controlled the urges and licked the dried blood off his nape. He slipped the protective collar around the beta's neck and clicked the strap in place. As soon as a click was heard, a small malleable needle pricked the skin on the neck and injected a sort of substance. It suppressed the wisteria scent and almost completely the cedarwood scent of the alpha.

The beta touched the protective collar and never felt so insulted, to wear something an omega would wear. It was always his reason for the existence of betas, that they weren't affected by hormones, unlike alphas and omegas, who turned into animals in heat once provoked by scent.

Now, how laughable is it that he also suffered from lust and impulse. Moreover, by wearing this protective collar, he felt safe from the alpha next to him. That he would not be able to make him go through the pain of being marked again.