Timeline: 2025 March 27th, Friday, 7:13 P.M. Location: Residence, Bangkok, Thailand. Mood: Pissed. HE MAD HORNY RIGHT NOW WATCH OUT. Attire: See this post.  HE GETTING READY FOR MEKHA.... Music: MOJAITA by Bad Bunny and J Balvin  With: @omekha

Physical therapy had been brutal. Not because Hunter couldn’t take the pain - He caused the injury to worsen. Five days of neglecting his shoulder injury while balls deep in some Omega he was obsessing with… He’d been distracted and his progress was slow and if he wasn’t Hunter The Spear as he is known in the NBA league for his ability to always make the shots he took - He would’ve been yelled and nagged at by all the professionals working with him to manage his recovery. The hope was he’d heal and train to get him back in shape hopefully for the next season. However, his mind and dick had been boggled by a seducer who after five days of heating up his bed disappeared without a word. Yes, a seducer. He was convinced that somehow, the cunning Omega bewitched him. Was it a spell? A potion? He’d figure it out later, he decided. At the moment, he was more concerned with the missing Omega… Well, more like the escaped Omega. After the first night when he realized the man was an actual virgin, it ticked something in him. Not like it was the first time he was taking someone’s virginity. But again, his suspicion that somehow, witchcraft was used to entangle him in such a situation lingered in his confused head. He refused to call it obsession - He was just very horny. He was challenged and when he had the upper hand, he took the chance to get what he believed he deserved. Only, right after he cummed for the third time and his lust temporarily subsided he realized he wanted more. And the thought of letting the Omega go where the possibility of another Alpha taking what he’d claimed first became an impossibility in his clouded and very much horny mind. He became possessive. His - play thing who was touched by him for the first time should never be touched by any other being. 

All these thoughts had been going through his head since Mekha left his house. He wasn’t even sure how it happened. He had house staff and security guarding the Omega but somehow, the man still slipped. He was furious of course but instead of having the Omega hunted down like he initially thought, he took a step back and told himself he’d gotten what he wanted from the man. But this splinter of a thought, a nagging feeling, buried in the core of his chest won’t stop throbbing. Would he actually let someone touch what he said was his from the very beginning. Not that he was claiming the Omega, no, that wasn’t what he wanted. He just wanted to -

He paused. What did he actually want to do? Kidnap the man and tie him up in his house so no one would even dare to look at him? Insane but a part of him agreed with the plan.

“Fuck,” his jaw clenched then released a heavy breath. This - whatever it is he was feeling needed to end. Mekha wasn’t even the prettiest thing he’d ever had. Honestly, he’d fucked more intensely in the past, he reminded himself. And the Omega would probably find another Alpha who’d fuck him harder as well -

Where - was this thought going?! A nearby vase met the floor when his violent streak happened to reach it. The thought of another Alpha touching the Omega made his blood boil.

He’s been bewitched, he’d decided. He needed this spell or whatever the fuck be broken. And to do that, he needed the Omega to tell him what the other actually did to him.

The envelope his assistant Sun delivered to him sat on the desk in his home office. He’d finally opened it. Apparently the Omega was found at home the first day he left Hunter’s home. There, the man stayed for a couple of days before going back to work. He scoffed; no news of the boyfriend. Was it a good thing the other Alpha had not been seen around Mekha? Most likely. He was sure Sun wouldn’t be too happy cleaning up another mess if he decided to give into his instinct and beat someone into a pulp.

Sun was called into his office and was instructed to bring a couple of their good men. “Fetch me the Omega witch,” he said to Sun whose forehead turned into a knot upon hearing the word.

“Omega witch, Khun?”

He waved a hand in response, not bothering to explain what he meant. At this point, Sun would realized they’re only discussing on Omega. 

“I don’t care where you need to pick him up or how you’re getting him back in this house. If you have to tie him up, don’t hesitate. But -” His eyebrow raised, tone more serious this time. “If I find even a single scratch on him, I won’t be too forgiving.”

“Yes, Khun. I’ll make sure he’s safe.”

A nod and Sun was out to go hunting his Omega.

His Omega.

Another scoff and he was shaking his head, disgust written on his face. He was poisoned into thinking that way… He’d get to the bottom of it once the Omega was back at his house -

He groaned, feeling a familiar kick in his gut at the thought of having the Omega around him again. Heat spread across his chest and it took a moment to calm himself down; the urge to find the Omega himself was suddenly so strong. A deep frown lined his forehead as he checked the date on his phone -

“Impossible,” he thought, feeling the usual symptoms of his rut coming in small waves. It was too early. It might be the stress, his injury that was causing such a reaction in his body. Perhaps he could take something for the symptoms. 

Ah, but Mekha will be here soon. There won’t be any need to stop it if it’s actually happening, right?

“Fuck,” he muttered to himself realizing where the last thought was heading. His feral thoughts pounded his head, forcing its way into his consciousness. He could spend his rut with the Omega - A loud groan escaped him, his hand finding his cellphone and hitting dial to reach Sun.

Timeline: 2025 March 27th, Friday, 7:13 P.M. Location: At Hunter’s mansion then outside the Omega Care Facility and Youth Centre in Bangkok. Mood: Frustrated, focused, determined, a bit annoyed… Attire: Black suit he usually wears during working hours… Music: Sun is too frustrated to listen to anything… So… None. Also we are writing this separately because I might make Sun into a proper character. So Imma post this under Hunter and reblog under Sun’s account - IF I make it - later. Tag will be the same… With: @omekha

SUN’S POINT OF VIEW

Well, he supposed he was going to be working very late again tonight. He usually didn’t complain. The pay was very fucking good but working with a narcissist Apha with what seemed to ba a god complex is definitely exhausting. A lot of times he thought of quitting but he was made aware that he was the longest - going on seven years - assistant that ever worked with The Spear. If he quit now, he told himself, all the work he’d put in to making Hunter function as a somewhat normal human being out in the world would be all for nothing. Honestly, who would tolerate Hunter’s behaviour?? The entitlement. The privilege. Everything about Hunter was sickening. Oh, but the fucking paycheck - It definitely elevated the way Sun lived. He was able to support his siblings and his parents don’t have to work anymore. But god fucking dammit, was the work with one of the most difficult on the face of the earth was taking a toll on him. He needed a vacation. He couldn’t remember the last time he had one. And by the looks for it, he won’t be getting one anytime soon. Not when his employer is currently obsessing over some Omega whom he was now delegated to find and well, bring back to the Alpha’s house.

Bring back to the house. That was the tamest way to put it. But the instruction was to take the Omega back no matter the cause. Just - don’t scratch the goods or someone will pay with their life. And with Hunter, that was no threat. Before leaving the Alpha’s mansion, he had a long and very serious talk with the security team that he also handles.

“We’ll take the Omega no matter the situation. That’s the order. No one is to hurt or touch the Omega inappropriately or you will have your hand chopped off -”

A scoff within the team floated just below his serious tone.

“You there who thinks this is a joking matter - turn around and never come back. I don’t have time to deal with any headache especially tonight -” There was a small argument and a struggle and the security member was dragged outside the room.

“Now, if you want to join your colleague and sacrifice your position under my order, please do me the favor and save me time. I don’t want any fuck ups tonight. When you see the Omega, you run after him. The Omega is preferred to be awake when delivered to the Alpha but he tries to fight, well, we have our means. Again, not a single hair should be touched or you lose a limb.”

Was that too much? He didn’t really fucking care what his team thought of his little speech and instructions. No one asked a question and everyone seemed to understand the job. He then sent out the group where the Omega was found by the first team. He’d been known where the man his boss was obsessing with had been since the escape so it wasn’t very hard to track the man’s movement once the order was sent out.

Sitting in the main vehicle, he spotted the Omega emerging from the building. It wasn’t so late in the evening so there were still people around. People could be funny, he realized as he opened the door to the black SUV - eyes were curious and would watch until it was time to make a decision to act or pretend not to see anything. And that’s exactly what happened once the Omega was confronted by him. He saw recognition in the man’s eyes. He knew he wasn’t going to reason to the Omega who clearly did not want anything to do with the Alpha he served. But he wasn’t about to let that discourage his own agenda -

Bring the Omega back to Hunter and that’s exactly what he was going to do.

Once they locked eyes and the Omega realized what was happening, the man turned on his heels and began another escape. Only this time, it was futile. The Omega was surrounding. More vehicles stopped outside the lot and came out of them were the same team he instructed earlier tonight. They were all ready, cornering and grabbing the Omega. He knew there was going to be a fight and his men would get their asses kicked one way or another. And that was all good and dandy.

Not a hair would be touched on this pretty little Omega’s head, according to Alpha, he thought as he approached from behind, his hand in his pocket. He only needs one swift move to put an arm around the Omega’s chest. It wasn’t easy but somehow he managed it. Once he had the man in a chokehold, he produced a vial ready to use and use it he surely did, aiming for the Omega’s neck. Meanwhile, the eyes that were watching with curiosity averted away, pretending they didn’t witness anything as soon as the Omega slowly lost consciousness -

The Omega was placed in the vehicle he drove but before delivering the goods to the mansion, he made sure the man was safe and secure, tying legs and arms together. Just in case the escape artist woke up and attempted another trick…

Timeline: 2025 March 27th, Friday, 10:13 A.M. Location: Therapist, Bangkok then later on, residence. Mood: Pissed. Attire: See above. He's not very happy. Music: MOJAITA by Bad Bunny and J Balvin