Peter knew they were onto him. He could hear the enemy coming closer as he slipped through the thick forest, trying to escape as quickly as possible. His scent blocker wasn’t enough. He knew they had sniffed him when he got close to their compound. Peter ran as fast as he could, knowing he would die if they caught him. He saw a clearing ahead of him, knowing if he entered it, they would see him. He turned left, hoping that the change of direction would surprise them enough to give him a few seconds to slip away.

At the same time, he sensed an alpha running close by him. He dashed quickly to the side, only to feel a large body slam him to the ground before putting his weight on top of him. Peter fought hard. Using his claws and teeth to fight off his opponent. But the alpha used his body to hold Peter down, making him fight for his breath as he felt sharp teeth around his neck. Peter stiffened and lay still. Knowing that the alpha could easily slit his throat if he wanted to. But instead, Peter felt the wolf shift into a human. He was still much bigger than Peter, controlling him with his body size.

“Shift now!” the alpha ordered him. His voice was raspy and dark. It sounded as if he didn’t use it often enough.

Peter did as he was told, even knowing the form he was in when the other man killed him wouldn’t make much difference. He heard several other guards come up beside them.

One of the alphas stared at Peter. “He’s an omega?” The surprise in the alpha’s voice was unmistakable. “Are they letting their omegas do the fighting for them? They must be absolutely insane.”

The alpha guard’s hand tightened around Peter’s neck. Peter tried to shake him off, but the alpha didn’t budge.

“Let’s bring him to the Alpha. He might have other uses for this one. It would be a pity to kill an omega,” the guard said.

Peter wasn’t so sure. When he’d volunteered, he knew the risk if he ever got caught. But he’d been smaller and quicker than most of them. He could sneak in, plant the surveillance device and get out again before anyone discovered him. But his luck had run out. He hadn’t seen or heard the alphas coming toward him. Not until it was too late, and they had caught him. The guard holding him was the largest of the alphas. He wrapped his arm around Peter’s chest, almost breaking his bones in a tight grip. He could barely breathe.

“Move, Omega,” the large alpha ordered him as he pushed him forward.

Peter did as he was told, following the other alphas as they headed away from the trees and back to the pack buildings. He knew the Alpha’s resident was ahead, between several smaller cottages where the enforcers lived. He’d memorised it based on the information they had received upfront. All in an effort to know as much as they could about their enemy before they faced them in battle. His pack leader was always eager to beat the Longfang pack, even if their sheer number and their brutality should have made them avoid them. Judging by the shifters Peter had met, the rumours were true. Their alphas were larger than anyone he’d ever seen before. But despite their size, they were faster than Peter had expected. He would soon learn if the rumours about their brutality were just as true.

“Alpha Vossler,” the other men said as they bowed to the large man standing before them.

Peter kept his head down but couldn’t resist peaking at their Alpha. ‘Oh my god,’ he thought, trying not to show his fear. It was impossible not to. He knew they could smell every feeling he had. The man was enormous. And his dark clothes didn’t hide the bulges of muscles underneath the fabric. But the worst was the cold look in his eyes as he looked at Peter. Peter shivered and feared he would fall over, but the alpha holding him only tightened his arm around him and kept him standing.

“So they let their weak ones do their fighting. Fucking cowards,” the Alpha said. “What are your tasks, Omega?”

“Nothing,” Peter said.

The Alpha laughed. “Your pack isn’t the only one using modern surveillance. We know what you were trying to do. But we don’t know how you managed to slip past our guards.” The Alpha’s attention turned to an alpha standing on the far left side of Peter.

“His scent is weak,” the alpha said. “He must have concealed it somehow.”

“Or you were too busy doing someone else, weren’t you, Richard?” the Alpha’s stern voice made the other alpha shut his mouth and bow his head.

Peter knew he was right. He’d taken his chance when the enforcer was busy getting a blowjob from one of the betas from their pack. It always paid off to watch them and learn their weaknesses.

“I’m sorry, Alpha,” Richard said.

“You’re on kitchen duty for the rest of the week, Richard. Maybe that might make you focus on your job next time.”

“Yes, Alpha,” Richard said and slunk away.

Peter was sure Richard would have plenty of opportunities to get blowjobs on kitchen duty, but he kept his opinions to himself.

“As for our new omega, I want him bred as soon as possible. Do we have any volunteers?” the Alpha asked.