Hwang Jaehyun's POV
"Fascinating" I whisper quietly.
So this is what the downfall of the enemy feels like?.
The display in front of me is nothing short of hypnotic...I can't take my eyes off him.
There is a thrilling rush of dominion pumping within me as I smirk down at him.
The man I have spent my who life seeking to crush, the man I have thirsted all these years to run to the ground, the man I have always wanted to see in the dust is right here in front of me- half-naked, hazy and writhing underneath my piercing gaze on the bed.
Striped of his well crafted image and disguise, left bare before me with nothing to hide. His face is flushed red with heat, blue omega eyes shines with unshed tears and his pouty bottom lip tremble as he asks...no...begs for my help.
"Alpha..." Yujun calls for me in a tone I never imagined I would hear, his usually deep and confident voice is now weak and needy, low and breathy from rutting against the bed, trying to get for himself the relief his heat desperately demands.
"Please...need your cock..." He whispers and with a sharp intatke of breath his body suddenly jerks forward and his lips parts in shape of a soundless scream, the movement forced on him by pain.
The sick primal urge within me suddenly flashes to the surface as my alpha howls within me- bringing to front the dirty urge I have been pushing down since the moment I had smelt the Omega's alluring slick in the elevator.
Watching him moan and beg for me makes my already hard cock twitch in my pants- the hard member is pushing against the fly of my pants in the same way my Alpha is pushing against every single hard principle and discipline I have instilled in myself over the years.
Taking slow and calculated steps, I move closer to the bed and crouch in front of him. I lean into his space, so close that our faces almost touch, "Yujun-ah..." I call his name, amused by the way his body respond to my voice and scent.
"I should help you?...like this?" I ask him and lift my hand to caress his sliver hair. The weak man whines in his throat as he shut his eyes, pressing closer into my palm- "you are a good little dog aren't you?" I ask him darkly.
I want to strip him completely bare of the annoying air of elegance he has always carried and is still carrying around him despite his condition- I want to use him till he is nothing but a rag doll under my control.
It is impossible to believe that this is truly the alpha I have hated all my life, I chuckled at the thought, The one Alpha that I have competed against a hundred times because he is the son of my clan's rival is an Omega.
He lets out a little whimper and I tilt my head to observe him like a test subject.
I chuckle again as it becomes clearer, so this secret is why he never participates in swimming competitions. So this is the reason he has never been seen by our spies for five days a month- this weakling has been hiding his status as an omega.
My dark chuckles builds into a full belly laughter, and I press my face into the sheet still laughing. Completely enthralled by this little omega, looking forward to the way I would raze he and his family with this information that has fallen leisurely and effortlessly into my lap on a simple tuesday night.
"It hurts-" Yujun gasps, interrupting me as his eyes squeezes shut and the tears that had been clinging to his lashes falls down his cheek, followed by a heart wrenching sob.
Surprised at his unexpected shift from heat induced lust to intense pain, I watch the omega press his face into the sheets to muffle his cries all by himself.
"I don't want to hurt anymore..." He sobs bitterly before sitting up with difficulty, his bare cheat heaving with each sob that escapes his lips- Choi Yujun looks pathetic.
He looks... pitiful.
"Make it stop" he whispers, his fingers are gripping the bedsheet thighly as his body trembles- his blue eyes holding my eyes as the pain of heat tears through him.
He is starting to fall even deeper into his heat and looking into his eyes makes me realize what he is truly going through- the pain and the struggle. His smell is unstable, flickering from the sharp tang of fear to the heady scent of arousal to the bitter smell of pain and then back to arousal.
With another gasp, his arms gives out and he cries out- obviously being torn apart by his heat, while my Alpha struggles to choose it's appropriate response to the Omega's state. My body is drawn towards the him and his enticing smell- my cock throbs with expectations of taking the omega.
I want to take him for the shame it would bring him, I should take him for the shame it would bring him. I want to gloat. I should gloat. I should laugh. I should spit in his face. I shouldn't be thinking of Sehwa...I shouldn't.
I immediately stood up and instantly turn my back on him- needing to step away from him with an urgency that I haven't felt in a long time. I go over to the window and force it open for fresh air to fill the room and dilute his scent.
I stick my head out of the window to fill my lungs with the city smell- the smell of polluted air and street food. A combination that I shouldn't want but I really need to silence the siren like calls of Yujun's pheromones.
"Hwang Jaehyun, your primal urges are out of control" I tell my Alpha sternly.