MADDOX's POV
''Beast?'' I stared at him, my brow furrowing in confusion.
Beside me, Cassian and Rhys shifted, their posture mirroring my own perplexity.
My eyes narrowed down on the man. From his hooded sweat shirt to the gloves on his hand, then back to the mask around his face.
What was he talking about?
Roman never mentioned anything about a beast.
All he'd said was rogue attacks… protect the pack, protect his wife.
My eyes drifted to her and she didn't look a bit surprised.
Her hand brushed through her thick jet black hair, the sound of her heartbeat drumming in my ear.
She slowly dropped her hand to her side and turned to me.
My heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
I quickly took my eyes off her, my chest heaving heavily.
''Focus!'' Rhys and Cassian's voices rang in my head.
I gave them a sharp look and gritted my teeth, turning my attention back to the lab worker.
He finally looked up, his panting a low hum. ''Alphas! Alpha Roman wasn't completely wrong about his intuition.'' He spoke, clutching a medical tablet to his chest.
My forehead crinkled the more.
I turned to my brothers and they looked just as confused as I was.
The lab worker continued, ''He suspected something was off about the latest casualties, but he didn't want to cause a panic before he left. They are rogues, yes, but they are a completely different species. Mutated, feral, and driven by a singular, chemical intent to kill. It's a—''
''Casualties?'' Cassian cut in, his voice dropping into its cold, no nonsense commander tone. ''Take us to the injured. Now."
The worker nodded grimly, turning on his heel to lead the way to the medical wing.
Rhys and I exchanged a sharp look, both of us nodding in silent agreement, before falling into step behind Cassian.
As we walked through the corridor, straight for the medical wing, I could hear the faint steps from behind.
I didn't need to look back to know who it was.
Vivienne.
Her scent…sweet. But currently laced with something off. Like fear?
''Alphas.'' A female voice greeted, bowing. Grey head, wrinkly hands… her eyes were laced on Vivienne, wide with warning.
I cleared my throat, drawing her attention to me. ''You must be..?''
''Violeta. The pack's nurse.'' A small smile cracked across her lips, one that didn't quite reach her eyes.
''Take us to the wounded.'' I commanded, my voice sharp.
She nodded, gesturing for us to follow behind her.
Cassian, Ryhs and I exchanged a look before following behind, my footsteps hard against the marble floor.
I felt the stench in the air before she even pulled the double doors open.
Chemical… burning flesh.
My nails dug into the flesh of my skin, drawing blood.
My breath caught, my footstep halting just in front of a gurney.
A man laid with claw wounds deeper than any claw wound I'd seen.
The flesh around the wound was dark as veins popped out of his skin.
I could feel my brothers' anger, their emotions.
''Who the fuck did this?!'' My teeth dug into the flesh of my cheek till the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.
The room suddenly fell silent, only the sound of monitors beeping echoed.
'Control yourself, Maddox.' My wolf, Max warned.
'You control yourself, Max!' I barked, pushing him to the back of my head.
''I said who the fuck did this?!'' My voice rose as I turned to the pack nurse, my eyes flaring red with anger.
She shivered, her legs trembling as she stared at me with shock.
''I—I—''
''The rogues.'' Vivienne's voice cut in before Violeta could even be done stuttering.
My head snapped to her, my crinkles deepening.
''At the border…'' She continued, her voice barely above a whisper.
She stood just beside Rhys, her palm clenched.
I watched a stray tear slide down her eyes and my restraints broke.
"Take me to the fucking border!'' I commanded, my voice dropping into a distorted, guttural growl that shook the glass partitions of the lab. "I'll track the scent of whoever did this and rip their head off.''
"Maddox, calm the hell down," Rhys warned, grabbing my shoulder.
How the hell did he get so close, so fast?
"Yeah bro, you're acting out.'' Cassian's voice rang in the quiet room.
Acting out?
Almost half the pack were laying half dead in the infirmary and my brothers thought I was acting out?!
"Get your hands off me!" I snapped at Rhys, ripping my arm away.
My vision was swimming in a dangerous shade of red. The anger issues I fought so hard to suppress were bubbling to the surface, making my chest heave as I glared at the writhing bodies on the beds.
I couldn't just stand here.
I needed to do something, destroy something.
I spun around, determined to storm out of the infirmary and head straight for the clearing, but a sudden weight pressed against my chest.
Small, firm hands slammed into my leather jacket, halting my momentum.
I looked down.
Vivienne was standing right in front of me, her eyes flashing with a fierce, unyielding light despite the tears that had dried on her cheeks.
"Calm the fuck down, Maddox!" she hissed, her voice vibrating with a sharp authority that caught me completely off guard.
"Look around! You going out there blindly isn't going to fix this, It's a suicide mission. Instead of putting the whole damn pack in danger by doing something incredibly rash and stupid, sit your ass down and think!"
I froze.
My breath hitched in my throat as I stared down at her.
Her words cut through the red haze just enough to make me realize how loud I was being, how reckless I looked in front of the medical staff.
I stared around and their eyes were laced on me.
I could smell it.
Fear.
My chest heaved violently as I fought down the urge to scream.
I let out a harsh, ragged exhale, trying to force my claws back beneath my skin.
The frustration was a physical weight, suffocating me.
Unable to handle the confined space or the weight of her stare for another second, I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her slightly out of my path—not with force, just enough to clear a way through.
I stormed past her, throwing the infirmary doors open so hard they slammed against the wall.
As the doors began to swing shut behind me, I caught the distant, quiet rumble of Cassian's voice speaking to Vivienne. "Don't go after him, Viv. Let him walk it off. He just needs a minute to calm down."
I didn't stop walking till I got to the pack house.
My legs froze just before I could reach for the door handle, a scent wafting up my nostrils.
Omega.
The strong smell of weak, dirty Omega.
But something else topped the smell. Something much stronger, thicker and suffocatingly potent.
Arousal.
Pure, desperate, dripping wet heat.
My wolf perked up instantly, rushing to the surface without my permission. ''Holy heck…'' Max cursed.
My hand gripped the handle of the door tightly before I pushed it open.
Sprawled on my bed was the omega from earlier.
The one me and my brothers had feasted on as a welcome gift.
She was naked, her hand stuck in between her pussy as she pleasured herself, her eyes closed.
God…she looked punchable.
Her eyes snapped open and a small smirk curled around her lips.
''Thought the new Alpha might want a treat.'' She whispered under her breath, her finger sliding in and out of her pussy as spoke.
A low moan escaped her lips in between the sentence and she bit her lips, her teeth grazing her bottom lips as she stared at me seductively.
Were Omega's usually this bold?
I slammed the door behind me and walked to her slowly, gritting my teeth.
''You don't look like much of a treat.''
Her face ashened, her movement stopping.
Before she could say a word, I reached for her quickly, my claws elongating.
My hand wrapped around her neck in a tight grip, my nails digging into the flesh of her skin.
She winced, tears slipping down her already bulging eyes.
''Get out!'' I snapped, letting go of her neck.
She slumped to the bed with a loud gasp, coughing and wheezing, her body trembling from the shock.
My claws curled back inside, my jaws ticking.
I watched with red eyes as she scurried away from the bed and made for the door.
''Stop!'' My voice rose just before her hand could wrap around the door knob.
She whipped around quickly, the dread on her face morphing into hope. ''Yes, Alpha?'' Her voice was seductive, her lips grazing her bottom lips.
She starts walking forward, her heels barely grazing the floor as she walks slowly to me.
I stopped looking at her and reached for my pant button, my fingers curling around my zipper, tugging it off.
My pants fell to the floor with a loud thud, my manhood flying free, thick and glistening with pre-cum. ''Get on your knees and suck me.'' My voice was cold as I barked at the command.
Within minutes, her body went limp as she fell to the floor, her mouth wrapping around my shaft.
I closed my eyes, a moan escaping my lips as the smell, that sweet smell wafted up my nostrils.
My hips buckled and I started to thrust in fast, my hand wrapping around her hair in a tight grip.
Her nails dug into my thigh, her eyes bulging as she tried to push back.
But I gripped her tighter and pushed in deeper, the tip of my manhood hitting the back of her neck.
My dick throbbed, begging for the one thing that could give it a relief.
But she was right outside the door, her heartbeat loudly than the gagging sound the Omega was making.
And Damn….she was wet.