Alpha Wolf

Seamus stepped back when the alpha moved towards the wolf that had touched him, a familiar excitement building up within him that he was all too eager to show off to his alpha. He was comforted knowing that Salem was standing his ground when it came to nobody else touching him, he just wished he hadn’t stopped when he’d first stabbed the man. 

There was a small crowd now and the pack was paying a lot of attention to the commotion that was taking place. Shay grinned as Salem drove his fist into the other man’s mouth, blood and teeth splattered near the human and he let out a small laugh, following after Salem with a spring in his step, “You spoil me, daddy!”

Salem was glad when his pack began to form a crowd to watch him beat this one stupid pup for his insolence and disrespect. Anyone who was going to survive in Salem’s pack knew the golden rules. You didn’t fuck with him, with his family, with anything that Salem claimed as his own and that included his pets. In the past when he’d grown bored of a pet he might have thrown it to his wolves to play with, but only when he was done with them and he was far from done with Shay. The alpha almost wondered if he’d ever be or if he should offer the boy the chance to become a real killer. 

luka couldn’t say he didn’t see it coming, because he had. he practically asked for salem to lash out at him with his poor choices in words. so when he was yanked forward and crashing against the bars, the boy managed to grab the bars and stop his head from cracking against them. though his heart was racing, adrenaline pumping, this was a thrill to the elf. the bars between them, and a rapid animal on the other side. he wanted more of this feeling in some sick way but he was messing with the wrong man. “you just seem like the t-type of man to have b-better things to do.” luka couldn’t help the stutter, he was nervous this was going to end horribly. why was he doing this to himself? “seamus?” luka questioned, brows raising. he knew that human — he had given him a couple good tips and he was nice to him. the growl made him swallow thickly, words catching in his throat briefly before he pushed them out. “do it.” his voice was small, barely there. heart thudding so fast, so hard he thought it would pop out of his chest. he didn’t think seamus would cut him up…or at least he hoped not.

luka stared at him blankly for a moment, before it dawned on him. “oh,” he puffed out, face reddening a bit. he swallowed nervously, casting his gaze downwards for a few moments as he thought about what salem had said to him. he was finally finding some courage yes, but not enough to openly subject himself to danger. he had to survive in those tournaments, he didn’t have a choice. when the other growled though, for once he didn’t flinch. “i didn’t mean it like that,” he said softly, he just figured the man had better things to do with his day than to stand there and talk to him. especially if he had a pet of his own now. dropping his hands from the bars, luka played with the hem of his shirt nervously. he wasn’t interesting. figuring out how to use the bow and arrow was the first thing that was interesting about him, in his eyes. “then why are you here?” the half-elf asked boldly, already knowing it was going to rile the wolf up. “if you have — if you have a pet more interesting than the rest…”

when salem seemed displeased the half long couldn’t help but tense up, growing nervous as the other began to scan around at his other options. a frown creasing his brow. he didn’t want to lose the others attention already, this was the first person he’s spoken to in days. luka rose his brows, nodding gently. “i want to live.” he said firmly, he was tired of people targeting him because he was small and quiet. “grow a pair?” luka didn’t know the expression. though the half elf smiled faintly when the alpha was focusing back on him. he lacked attention growing up, positive attention. why was he trying to get it from salem when he knew how hard it was to achieve? “i guess i-i’ll let you go about your day…” luka murmured. he knew the wolf wasn’t that fond of him, and luka shouldn’t even be wanting to interact with the man who had injured him that one day. but he did help him. “no one stays long,” luka murmured, hardly anyone acknowledged him. but that was probably his own fault.

He didn’t expect to be granted his own way so quickly but it was obvious enough that the alpha wanted him just as badly as Seamus was far from ready to complain about finally receiving what his body so desperately craved, even so soon after his first orgasm. He cried out as the other sunk into him, stretching him out with a deliciously painful thrust, he never really offered Shay enough time to adjust and the boy loved that. His limbs curled around the man’s strong frame, their mouths sliding over one another and yet all Shay could offer him was a series of broken, breathless moans, “So – good.”

To say he was furious was an understatement, but no relief was sweeter than hearing Salem’s voice, equally as threatening, rumbling from behind him. Shay didn’t turn, he didn’t need to, he simply glared back at the other wolf, clutching the blade tighter as his voice, shaking, rose once again. “He wanted a turn. Wanted to know if I was just as pretty under my fucking clothes,” There was no fear in his statement, not now that Salem was close by, he trusted the alpha male to keep him from being used like a toy by anybody else in his pack. 

It took him a moment or two, but finally, the boy turned his head over his shoulder, looking at Salem, chest heaving, “You told me nobody would get to touch me,” His voice lowered now, he waved the blade about, “I protected myself.”

It was clear that Salem would take no shit, that he barely had any interest in what the other wolf had to say in his own defense, he simply glared at him, waiting for him to beg for his life. As Shay explained what had happened, that this wolf thought he could just touch what was Salem’s with no consequences the alpha’s brow rose slowly. “A turn? Ya think my pets are for just any of ya to fuck?” The alpha snarled as he stepped dangerously close to the other wolf. 

luka’s smile faltered when the other pointed out that he seemed pleased about the killing. it wasn’t true, was it? he wasn’t happy about killing something? luka shrugged his shoulders a bit, “i couldn’t let them kill me.” came his simple response, not denying or agreeing that he enjoyed it. of course it felt nice to feel powerful, to feel superior, to have the upper hand for once. “i didn’t live the way i did and get a second chance somewhere else only to die because i was so afraid.” granted in the right situation luka was still a timid, scared thing but he had to stick up for himself. like seamus told him, like salem showed him. “the sight of blood doesn’t make me want to faint as much anymore?” he offered, but he didn’t know if it was a taste for blood.

luka knew he had odds against him out there, many people were shocked that he did make it out alive but things were going back to normal. people were passing up his cell and walking to the next, he was back to being invisible. in his own little bubble, but for some reason the shy elf didn’t like it. he felt he earned their attention and respect, in some way. they could no longer tell him he was simply a pretty face. “i killed a few of them,” he answered with a faint smile, fingers curling around the cool metal bars as he looked the alpha over. after killing his first, he had gotten over the sick feeling of murder. this was for his survival, and in the end he decided he had to do what he had to do to live. he wasn’t ready to die, he still had a whole world to see. “because you helped me.” he told the other. “i would have….i probably would have been dead if you didn’t help me.”

He could feel how hard the alpha was, how his want was not one sided, not even close and it only made Shay feel all the more needy and yet, to no avail. The boy whimpered again, lifting a leg to curl around his waist, rutting his hips against the man’s own. Each torturous method the other offered brought a cry from his lips, he was near enough riding Salem’s fingers, “Please, fuck… please, it’s not enough, daddy, please.”

Shay choked on a growl as the wolf curled his hand around the human’s throat, tearing at his clothes without a second thought. Seamus pulled the blade from the back of his pants, managing to force a breathless laugh from his lungs before nodding his head, “I really do.” Even in a circumstance he was somewhat conflicted on whether he’d come out of it, Seamus had to be a smart ass. 

He didn’t hesitate, however, to drive the blade forward, burying it deeply in his ribs, managing to catch him off guard enough to struggle out of his grip and push past the wolf to stand aside. He didn’t let go of the dagger, knuckles whitening as they clamped around it’s handle, where the hell was Salem? “I told you to keep your hands to yourself, fucker.”

The wolf growled angrily when he was stabbed in the ribs, pulling away from Shay instantly, clutching the wound in his side as it slowly healed. He glared at the pet, unable to believe he’d defied him and actually stabbed him. None of the pets that had been brought back to the estate before had ever had such guts. 

luka was back in the cells now, with minor scratches and bruising now that the fights were over. the half-elf never thought he would be so excited to get back to the small space, but he was glad to be curled back up on his cot just staring at the walls. he made it out of that alive, it was surprising and probably completely unexpected but it happened. all the times he was in the areana he wondered if the wolf had saw him — the way he single handedly managed to take down the birds on his own. so when he saw and heard the man’s gruff voice outside of his cell he moved and pressed himself against the bars of his cell. “did you see me? were you watching?” luka asked softly, soft blue eyes shifting towards the man. clearly looking for praise.

@rustxalpha

With the goblin threat over and his pack put back into order, Salem needed some time to just relax. Normally he’d find Cayden and go hunting, maybe even hunt alone but something just drew him to the tower, he wasn’t sure what, he had no real reason to go there. Perhaps curiosity over which pets had survived. As he walked the halls, he chatted briefly with one of the guards, asking how many of the pets had survived when he saw a figure press against their bars. He was surprised to see the elf alive, Salem hadn’t put much stock into him coming out of this clean. “Only saw a few matches before it all went t’ shit. Clearly, ya did well.” The alpha commented. Luka had to have done well or he’d be dead. 

Grunting, Cayden nodded. He couldn’t help but hope that whatever wolf had grabbed most of there pack and left was still a live. Only because dying at the hands of a goblin, no matter how it happened, would not compare to the hell fire that Cayden would rain down on them. They almost lost Andrea. They were one she-wolf away from not having a daughter and Cayden could not stop thinking about what might have happened should that wolf not have been there. He’d make sure, personally, that she was risen up in the pack and given a higher status. A nicer room. Looking back at Salem as he went on speaking, Cayden nodded again. He reached out and took Andrea into his arms carefully. Kissed her forehead again as her little hands found hid hair and started to play with it. “M’gonna get her’an’me cleaned up.” He promised with a nod. “Don’t kill’em with out me. Wanna fuckin’ make’em beg t’die.” Cayden growled, his chest puffing slightly as he leaned into Salem and kissed him carefully, nipped his lip and then walked pass him towards the bathroom. He wanted to wash the blood off Andrea and off himself just for her sake. He ran a shallow bath and washed himself as well as his baby girl carefully. He took her back to their room and simply held her close. Unwilling to let her go.

Salem handed over Andrea when Cayden took her, happy to give her over to the only other person he trusted to hold her at the current time. She seemed to have calmed from the incident, enough that she played with Cayden’s hair, looked up at him with a smile. It pleased Salem that she didn’t seem traumatised by the goblin attack. The alpha nodded when Cayden said he was going to get them both cleaned up, also not wanting his daughter to have any blood on her. “I’ll bring ‘em back alive, ya can count on that.” Salem promised. He already had plans for the wolf who had run off with half the pack, taken them from their posts and left the estate and their daughter vulnerable. As far as Salem was concerned, every wolf who’d died on the property had died because of that wolf’s actions and when you spilled pack blood, Salem made you pay. Salem returned the kiss before he watched his mate and daughter leave. After that, the alpha called for his strongest wolves, his right hand Noah and took them out to finish off the rest of the goblins and bring back the wolves who’d left. 

When Salem returned some time later he let out a howl to show he was coming back, the wolves he’d taken with him howling in a chorus alongside him. Behind them, their tales tucked between their legs were the ones who’d followed the fool’s lead and he was being dragged by one broken and mauled leg, by the huge alpha. Salem dragged him to the centre of the estate’s courtyard and tossed him for all to see. Salem shifted effortlessly back into his human form, covered in blood from the goblins and his fight with the welp who had defied him. “I want everyone t’ see what happens when ya disobey me, when ya disrespect me!” Salem bellowed angrily, the rest of the pack shifting back to human or coming out of the estate to watch the wolf be made an example of. 

Seamus was quite sure he’d never tire of this maddening wolf. He seemed hell bent on making sure Shay experienced all that he could in life, but for what reason he couldn’t be quite sure, but he was far from ready to complain about it. The boy writhed under his tongue, whimpering under his breath as his hips rolled upwards, the words sounded almost as attractive as the action itself and Shay found himself whining for more, granted only a single digit. It would have been too much, it should have been too much but Shay welcomed the feeling, doing his best to remain relaxed under the other’s torturous methods, “Yes daddy,” He breathed, “Give me that cock.”

Seamus rolled his eyes, leaning his head back slightly before allowing his eyes to find the fiery gaze of the opposing male. He wasn’t afraid, despite knowing that he had the complete ability to snap Shay in half if he decided to, but somehow, Shay was aware he wouldn’t. They all seemed to like how fiesty he could be, but the only difference was, Salem respected Seamus’ space, and so did the rest of his pack, bar this one guy. “You have no idea,” Was his response, almost daring the other to make a move to touch him. 

It seemed to do the trick, the wolf stepped forward and Shay’s back was near enough against the wall, a table to his side, the man’s body blocking out his only escape. Shay reached behind him, fingers brushing over the blade Salem just so happened to offer him this morning, “You really wanna know what makes me so special?” Shay leaned forward, “None of your damn business.”

The wolf underestimated Shay, seeing him as just a weak human, a pretty face, like all the other pets the pack had brought back to the estate. He even remembered a pretty little half-elf that had been passed around by the others. Shay was Salems and that fact should have stuck out more to the young wolf but he was too caught up in how pretty Shay was, how much he wanted him to remember where he stood. 

Seamus wasn’t unaware of how the wolf was following him around, he hadn’t paid much attention considering the other had only made a few comments, none directly aimed at him, just about him, and he hadn’t attempted to put any hands on Shay, which was good. He’d memorized Salem’s rules, or rule, he didn’t have to take shit from anybody if he didn’t want to and he was hoping the alpha had a strong possessive streak if anybody wanted to touch him, because Shay would tear them apart. 

Alone for once, Shay leaned against the wall and stared up at the sky, enjoying his thoughts when the wolf that had shown interest in him in the beginning, finally approached him. What a coward. The pet pursed his lips, crossing his arms over one another as the other hungrily looked him over, even lifting a brow and scoffing as he spoke. “You have to be out of your fucking mind…” Shay responded, lifting a brow, “By all means look, but if you want to keep your hands I suggest you keep them off me, asshole.”

It looked like the wolf almost didn’t hear Shay, still just leering at him, undressing him with his eyes before finally he met the human’s stare and laughed at his brazen response. “Wow, got a mouth on ya. I can see why Salem likes ya so much.” He commented, taking a step forward. He should have heeded Shay’s warning, taken it far more seriously but in the past all the pets Salem had brought to the estate were weak, a quick and brief fuck before they were either killed or given to the pack to finish off. Robbie made the assumption that Shay would be the same.