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"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha."

"So?"

"So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spats, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato.

"Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades.

Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple.

And when a whimper fell from the Alpha's lips, he growled and bit his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison.

"Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy."


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WARNING: mature scenes between two (consenting) men
light kink & submission
if a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter)



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Making The Alpha Submit  (BL)

THE SHIFTER IS A sight for sore eyes. Quite pathetic actually. For someone who once boasted, stepped out of line, compromised their loyalty, she is a sight for sore eyes.

No one could guess that she was once a formidable Beta. Tragic, really. The Constellation lost someone of that calibre, of that strength.

The loss is a huge deal. It speaks of how a person can go from someone you know to someone you don't in the blink of an eye. From someone you trust to someone you gave a second chance to someone you rejected.

This loss the Pack lives with, the trust freely given yet spat in her face is why Alpha Constellation will never forgive the wolf.

To be taken for a fool by someone you regarded a friend. Now, that isn't something anyone forgives. Lest of all, her.

SWEET CANDY