Mindless Beasts

There was an alpha nearby that was merely spectating and not involved in the fight at all.

Suddenly their eyes met and Sly knew he was in trouble, the A+ tier alpha moved so fast it seemed like he just bloody appeared in front of him.

Now this alpha was staring down at Sly in fascination with eyes like bottomless whirlpools.

He was beautiful, his hair was like exquisitely spun golden silk, the delicate skin on his slender body like ivory, as if he avoided the sun at all costs.

For once, Sly almost got distracted from Khaldun who was still fighting the other alphas.

Instead Sly’s focus was solely on the mesmerizing alpha who had yet to say a word to him.

Surely this couldn’t be happening.

No alpha without a muscular body could be so blindly stunning and gorgeous.

Everything about this A+ tier alpha’s will was a force to be reckoned with, Sly didn’t know if he could resist if he didn’t have Mimosa shielding Sly from the inside.

His appeal, his aura, his unique looks and personality, everything or whatever it was, pressured Sly as if testing the waters and trying to force himself into Sly’s spirit domain.

Of course, Mimosa’s defenses were strong but Sly could feel the A+ alpha’s spirit energy knocking against Mimosa’s shields like gale force winds.

Goosebumps arose on Sly’s flesh from the provocation.

Yet his voice sounded almost ordinary in comparison to the unparalleled beauty of his face.

"I am Terrence," the A+ alpha informed Sly politely. "Please tell me your name."

Sly’s mouth instantly went dry from the dreamy alpha talking to him, something felt off like Terrence already knew his name but was just toying with him.

Still Sly didn’t see anything wrong with just stating his name this A+ alpha could have that.

"Sly Foxx."

"Sly....hmmm... sounds cute, it fits you."

The way Terrence’s sultry voice said the simple words so coaxingly that Sly’s knees sort of buckled and his lower region got wet.

If it wasn’t for the bed beneath him Sly would have crumpled to the carpet.

Khaldun’s voice was way better but Sly suddenly felt that there was a possibility that if he had met Terrence first perhaps things between him and Khaldun would be different.

Then Terrence ordered, "follow me."

Terrence’s voice was just not as good as Khaldun’s but there was something stimulating about it that puzzled Sly.

There was no depth, or texture, it just felt empty, almost like the voice behind the command was very mysterious and nothing Sly had ever encountered in his short lifetime.

Resist.

That word was almost shouted by Mimosa and it reverberated in Sly’s skull.

Sweat soaked through Sly’s hospital gown as he remained seated by the edge of the bed.

The forceful pressure of Terrence’s command made Sly’s bones ache and he groaned softly.

"Follow me, now!"

Next thing Sly knew he was standing, this wasn’t natural, he didn’t get up from off the bed on his own free will.

Resist!

The omega’s mind felt clouded with intrusive thoughts that weren’t his own.

"I refuse," Sly replied stubbornly.

He slapped his cheeks with both hands and the resulting pain broke the thick fog shrouding his consciousness.

Feeling dizzy and lightheaded he collapsed on the bed again but at least his free will was his own again.

Mimosa explained the higher up the ranks the alpha climbed the more terrifying powers the Alpha wielded.

Terrence was using mind control on Sly normally his powers worked on weaker tiers.

Sly was currently ranked in the system as a B-tier guide.

Terence couldn’t fathom why the compulsion wasn’t working on Sly and cranked up the volume of the mind control which was why Sly now felt so confused and disoriented.

"Don’t fight me!" Terrence screamed in Sly’s head.

With scary friends like these alphas Khaldun didn’t even need enemies, Sly’s instincts made him even more rebellious to listening to Terrence.

Sly already knew he was in big trouble.

He tried to scramble across the massive bed out of Terence’s reach but he was too slow.

Terrence grabbed him by the legs and pinned him down to bed.

The powerful alpha’s rip tightened until it felt lie it was going to crush Sly’s bones.

Filled with panic and unable to move, Sly put up a fight but untrained in combat skills he wasn’t a match for an A+ alpha who was a lean but sleek killing machine.

Sly’s pulse thundered in his throat, hysteria was on the rise, his screams sounded pathetic even to his own ears.

Then Sly felt Terrence fooling around with his spiritchoker.

"No...please no... don’t touch that," Sly’s voice sounded weak and pitiful, even to his own ears.

"It’s only going to hurt the more you misbehave," said Terrence.

Now Terrence had Sly spellbound completely under the grips of his mind control.

Powerless, he no longer struggled, paralyzed with fear and unable to move.

Terrence’s cool hand traced the edge of the spiritchoker he tapped in the passcode and unlocked it and they both watched simultaneously as it fell to the bed.

Freed from the spiritchoker, Sly began to feel overwhelmed by all the different pheromones and chaotic spirit energies in the room.

Even his own sweet floral pheromones spilled out in waves adding a whole new tension to disorderly fighting going on nearby.

Terrence sniffed and inhaled Sly’s pheromones, his whole demeanor changed.

He snorted when he saw Khaldun already fading temporary mark.

The A-tier alpha’s hot breath trailed along Sly’s neck, he drew Sly closer, Terrence’s hunger pulsated against Sly’s skin.

"Get off me this instant or I will kill you," Sly screamed and thrashed around wildly beneath Terrence but he meant every word of the threat.

Terror had replaced fear, Sy continued to scream for help, his voice so high pitched it almost sounded like a frightened little girl getting kidnapped.

A familiar growl that sounded low and deep penetrated Sly’s hysteria.

Khaldun was suddenly there beside them, "Terrence, let go of my little cutie."

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