Omegaverse: The Alpha X’s Prey

Could it be you? Could you be... M?

"Easton." Donovan hissed as he held his younger brother's wrist in a strong death grip-strong even for a supposed weak omega.

Donovan only tightened his grip when he noticed that Easton was dazedly staring at his stupid twin like a drunkie salivating for a drop of wine. He took a deep breath and swiftly jabbed Easton in the neck.

The very same place Maverick did not too long ago.

"Donovan! The hell was that for?!" Maverick yelled, angry pheremones releasing.

The auburn omega ignored the threatening beast and ran out of the building princess style.

For some reason, the oh-so-mighty Alpha X wasn't able to move an inch to chase after his stolen mate.

---

Navo had opened the door only to be rudely brushed aside.

"Well that's not a sight one sees everyday." The principle St. Nick chortled humorously. "I'm sure everything will be alright."

~Oh I just want to strangle this human! *internal Cuban clapping*~

Well putting all that aside, there was a truth to the idiot principle's statement. Why on earth would an omega carrying another omega?

Navo turned his head towards the direction where the odd pair came from.

Oh.

Navo smiled his signature smirk: target aqquired.

This mission may not be so tough after all.

---

Donovan collapsed on top of Easton the moment he heard his room lock click into place. Luckily Betas were allowed a somewhat lenient access to the omega dorms as they're mostly immune to pheremones and such.

"Ow."

"You'll thank me later." Donovan said between gasping breathes of air.

Easton waved his arms around frantically, akin to that of a flopping fish on land. He was still slightly groggy from the hit.

"How're you awake by now?"

"Really? Really?!" Easton angrily yelled. "You knock me out after meeting this walking breathing Eros reincarnate and this is what you're worried about?"

"You'll thank me later."

"You are insufferable!" Easton yelled vehemently.

"Gasp! How you've wounded me-querff" Easton had finally heaved Donovan over.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

---

Navo scanned Maverick from top to bottem. It's too bad that Maverick isn't his type otherwise it would make the mission a lot more entertaining to execute.

"Ah Mr. Morris, just the very chap I was hoping to see!" Oblivious to the atmosphere the prinicple cheerily approached the fuming Alpha X.

"This lovely omega is Nova Scotia-"

"Navo Sabaneev." Mrs. Rufus corrected politely.

"Well he is our transfer student from-"

Maverick had only meant to lightly push aside the principle in order to chase after the running omega. Unfortunately...

An awkward silence insued, as the principle fell - out cold.

Navo was the one to break the silence.

"pffftt...Oh man.. hahahhaa... pffttt-" Navo had to lean against the wall in order to support himself from laughing too much. "If you hadn't done that yourself I might've knocked one at him."

"Excuse me lady and gentlem-" Maverick cleared his throat. "and whatever the heck you are."

~The fuċk he referred to me as?~

"Hold up hold up. Don't you have a speech for us peasants, Mr. Alpha X?" Navo was not about to let his target escape.

"Mind your own business pipsqueak." Maverick growled and stepped over the limp body of the principle.

Navo stepped in front, blocking him from exiting.

"What'd you call me?" Navo's icy blue eyes burned with a firey rage.

"Got a problem... pipsqueak?"

"Got a problem with me having a problem with that?"

Exhausted both from the paralization from Donovan and this fly Maverick promptly picked Navo up from the ground to set him aside.

KICK!

Navo's foot went flying at Maverick's jaw. A salty warmth trickled from the alpha's lips.

Deep inside Maverick's mind: Today was the long awaited date to meet Easton. Just how in the fuċkɨnġ hell of all hells did it lead to this?