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Your inner Alpha has always given you a bit of trouble. Like others with an inner beast, you're born with her already there. Your mind is her domain, and she likes to remind you of that often. In anything that you do, she has a say in it, whether it is a disapproving growl or a pressure at your temples.
Like most Alphas, you're tall standing at six foot three with the streatch marks to prove it. You didn't used to go to the gym or really work out at all, but when you turned eighteen, that changed. You knuckled down and trained four times a week ate high protien meals in a calorie deficit. You worked your ass off, so by the time you applied for the enforcers, you had the physic for it.
When it comes to attraction, you've always liked Omegas, but it was males for a very long time. You thought you were asexual as you saw yourself romantically with a male but not sexually. That's when you realised you were, in fact gay.
Your parents don't know since the last time you came out as Bi they tried to convince you you weren't so you'll be keeping this to yourself thank you very much.
Still, you'd have to sort of get into a relationship in the first place to even out yourself. Twenty-one years of age and never having had a relationship. It's pretty pathetic, and your wolf likes to remind you.
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"Y/n meet your new partner Detective Caitlyn Kiramman," your stomach drops when you hear you're being partnered with a councillors daughter. It then flutters back to life when you lock eyes with sparkling sapphires. The bitch that your wolf is decides then and there that this Omega is yours. She pushes at your temples, wanting you to flaunt your stuff, but you know fine rightly that isn't something Caitlyn will like.
For an Omega, Caitlyn holds herself with the confidence of an Alpha and has the intimidating stare of one too. You feel a bead of sweat run down your back. With a small snarl, you push your wolf back, mumbling a "Shut up," to her. You notice Caitlyn has tilted her head slightly to the side. "I didn't say anything," her posh higher up Piltie accent comes out.
"Sorry I wasn't talking to you," holding out your hand, you introduce yourself "y/n s/n. I look forward to working with you," Caitlyns eyes widen for a split second before she takes your hand, your wrist scent glands rubbing in a friendly scenting."Likewise," she replies.
Caitlyn is two years older than you and is already a well known Detective amongst the enforcers. She keeps to herself and doesn't really talk about herself either she mostly just focuses on the job at hand. She's nice, her mere presence is enough to silence your wolf entirely. It's definitely a welcome change.
You're not an overly chatty person, but you've been trying to talk with Caitlyn to the best of your abilities, and it's paid off with her finally opening up about herself. You've been work partners for nearly a year now, so she had to start talking to you at some stage. Luckily the silent faze only lasted a week before you brought her coffee one early shift, and she spoke to you properly.
In downtime, she does a bit of mixed martial arts and goes to the shooting range every weekend on her parents' land. She doesn't like sea food and has never been with an Alpha before.
You tell her about your iffy relationship with your parents and how you're into cars and pretty much anything nerdy in return.
You eventually swapped numbers and insta. You share reels you think would make Caitlyn laugh, and she sends you ones related to your interests. Even with all of this, however, you've never met up outside of work.
The more you learn about her, the more you realise you have a huge crush on the bluenette. You've never had a full-on crush on someone in your life, and you're not sure what to do about it, so who do you turn to but your best friend.
"Wait, wait, wait, why am I only hearing about your fat crush now?" Vi exclaimes as you're changing weights between sets. "Because I didn't even fucking realise. Ugh, I'm so screwed," you groan, knocking your head against the weight rack gently. Ever the loving friend Vi laughs at your misery
"Don't be so dramatic. I'm sure Piltie tit's has a crush on you two. I mean, who wouldn't a lot of women like to see an Alpha in uniform," You roll your eyes at her before sitting down on the bench press. Lying back, you wait for Vi to get into position to spot you before you unrack the bar. You're both silent during the set, allowing you to focus on getting that muscle mind connection.
Once the bar is reracked Vi gives you a pat on the shoulder "Well you'll never know if you don't ask her," that's the worst part out of all of this. If you ask her and she declines it's going to leave things awkward as work partners but if you don't you might miss your chance. Just the thought of some other Alpha or Omega sweeping Caitlyn off her feet has your wolf snarling viciously in your head.
"She's not even our Omega. She's free to do whatever the hell she wants," you snap back. You hate how primitive your wolf is at times but you suppose it's not her fault entirely you have feral wolf syndrome after all. "Your wolf annoying you again?" Vi asks with sympathy in her voice. She understands this syndrome better than most, her younger sister has it after all. "When's she not," you growl out.
"Here," Vi says while rubbing her wrist under your chin in a pack scenting. Your wolf has always seen Vi and her family as pack so the Omegas scent does its trick in calming the beast inside you. You take a deep breath in before releasing it "Thanks Vi."
"Don't be thinking this is one way. My turn," a smile graces your face as you swipe your wrist gland along the underside of Vis jaw. A gentle purr rumbles in her throat "Oh yeah with a scent like that she'd be stupid to turn you down," while Vi's instincts make her feel safe and secure in an Alphas presence she prefers Omegas in the bedroom. So the two of you can be as flirty as you want with each other.
You're so glad you stumbled across Vi one day at the gym when you first started weight training. You had no idea what you were doing and Vi took pity on you and helped you out that's when your friendship bloomed into life. You exchanged numbers at the end and messaged each other when you were free for your next gym day.
"Holy shit," Vi suddently curses her eyes going wide. Turning to look in her line of sight your own eyes suddently widen too. There she is in all her tonned hourglass glory, Caitlyn Kirammen. "Uh let's go downstairs yeah?"
"But we haven't finished on this," ignoring Vi's protests you grip her by the back of her baggy pump cover and start dragging her towards the stairs. She laughs the whole time.
Thankfully downstairs also has weight machines just not as much as a variety as upstairs. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself," you huff out. Vi wipes away the few stray tears her laughing has caused as she tries to catch her breath. "I very much am. This is too good," she grins.
Luckily you get to finish your workout without Caitlyn making another sudden appearance. You both head into the lockers to shower and change but not before you both flex a little in front of the mirrors. Admiring your pump. You both pull off your pump covers followed by your trackies leaving you in your sports bra and boxers.
"Holy shit your pecs are buldging," you compliment Vi. "Thanks. Yours are really starting to get there too and don't think I haven't noticed that new def on your triceps," you blush slightly at the compliment. Your triceps have always made you self conscious when you used to have bingo wings but they've thankfully tightened up over the years.
Getting your phone out you and Vi stand close for your progress photo. Just as you take it the door to the locker room opens. You don't really pay attention to who just came in as you're looking at your phone to make sure the pic was good when you're satisfied you say "Okay now backs," you turn your back to the mirror and nearly jump in surprise when your eyes meet now familiar blue.
Her gaze breaks from yours as it trails down your chest down further to your stomach and even further to your thighs before they snap back up. "Oh hey Cait. I didn't know you went to this gym too," you rub the back of your head, feeling slightly self-conscious at being practically naked in front of your crush.
By bringing your arm up it causes your bicepts to flex, and you watch as Caitlyns gaze lingers on it for a few seconds. It could be a trick of the light, but you're pretty sure you see her pupils expand. There's a slight smell of vanilla in the air that wasn't there before, but you brush it off.
Noticing Caitlyn still hasn't replied, you say, "Uh Cait?" You hear Vi snicker next to you, making you elbow her in the side lightly. Caitlyn looks to shake herself out of whatever day dream she's caught in and replies, "Uh yeah, I just joined today, actually. How long have you been coming here?"
"Since I was eighteen. I actually met my best friend here," you say gesturing towards Vi. Vi holds out her hand. "Vi," is all the pinkette says. So Caitlyn meets her enthusiasm with "Caitlyn, although I'm sure you already know that," they shake hands and do a friendly scenting. A sudden recognition dawns on Caitlyns face "Ah so this is the Omega I scent on you at work."
"Yeah, well, she is my pack mate," again Caitlyns eyes widen.
"So you're not courting?" Both you and Vi quickly say no. "You're much more my type if you catch my drift Cupcake," Vi winks at the bluenette, and you watch a blush creep onto Caitlyns face. Your wolf thrashes in your mind at this potential threat to your 'mate'. You hold the side of your head with a small groan.
"Shit, sorry y/n I was only teasing, I swear," Vi apologises quickly, placing a hand on your shoulder. "It's okay, I know. It's my dumb wolf that doesn't realise."
A hand lands on the side of your face that your own isn't covering. Caitlyn, despite it being taboo, unless done by a pack mate or mate, rubs her scent gland under your chin. Your wolf instantly turns into a purring puddle in your mind. Rolling onto her back to show her belly like some pup.
Vi and yourself look at Caitlyn with wide eyes at her bold move. "Cait, you know you can't do that, right?" There's an unapologetic look on her face when she replies "Your FWS was acting up so I reacted in the best way I believed would calm your wolf and it looks to have worked," There's a slight smugness at the end making you blush.
"Uh, thanks. I'll um see you at work then," you say, trying to get away before you make an even bigger fool out of yourself. You go to your locker and grab your towl, shampoo, and body wash before heading to the shower.
The showers are simple stalls lined up next to one another with a shower curtain you can pull over for privacy. There's a small shelf where you can place your items as for your towl you throw it over the poll that holds the curtain up so it doesn't get wet.
Stripping away the remains of your clothes, you turn the shower on and step into the warm spray. A few moments later, the one next to you turns on, no doubt, being Vi. Vi's scent as well as your own mixes into the air around you, creating a comcotion of your sticky toffee pudding and her sea salt breeze.
Vi's scent has always been a calming thing for you, and when you became pack mates, that reaction had double the effect. You can feel a gentle purr at the back of your throat as you start to wash your hair.
Your back is turned to the curtain to let the warm water run down your front as you scrub at your hair, getting all the sweat and grease out of it. You leap into the air when two cold hands touch your back. Your instincts quickly kick in, however, as a snarl comes from you, causing your upper lip to rise and show your large fangs. A sharp cinnamon blends into your scent, strong enough to choke someone out.
Turning your claws are out ready to strike, but you freeze, arm rised mid air. "Caitlyn what the fuck are you doing?" You growl out in a whisper. You watch a full body shudder run through Caitlyn, and now there's no mistaking that vanilla scent from earlier is from her.
"Hey you alright?" Vi asks from the stall over. You can imagine her now, arm up against the plastic wall separating you, ready to bolt in here butt ass naked if need be. "Yeah, I'm fine."
You've never been so confused, angry, and slightly turned on in all your life. Looking at Caitlyns naked form 'fuck she's gorgeous,' you think to yourself. Her slender yet tonned body where fat clings at all the right places. You've always been more of an ass person than a tit but fuck Caitlyns breasts are amazing.
Caitlyn must notice your goggling because there's a small upturn to her lips. She moves forward like a predator who's laid eyes on their pray. Her hands land on your slightly pudgy stomach just below your boob's. You're speechless as she goes up on her tippy toes, so her face is level with yours.
Her eyes flick towards your lips then back up. Before you can react she surges forward until your lips lock together. You're frozen to the spot. There's no way this is happening. You must have slipped on the wet floor and bashed your head open. Yeah, and now you're having a dream of your crush kissing you.
After a few seconds of you not moving Caitlyn pulls back. You're standing there like a dumb fool not knowing how to react. Caitlyns eyes widen as she takes a step back. "Shoot. I'm so sorry. I thought you wanted this too," she takes another step back, starting to turn away to leave, but you and your wolf surge forward and grab her wrist lightly.
You wait for her to turn around and cringe at the sight of tears gathering in her eyes. Your wolf howls in your mind. A lot more slowly than Caitlyn did you lean down slightly and press your lips together. You step forward until your fronts are pressing together and wrap your large arms around her back and waist. Caitlyn practically melts into your arms and kisses you back with the same tenderness.
Holy shit you're kissing Caitlyn Kiramman, and she's kissing you back. You could die right here and be happy.
The feeling of her hands trying to find grip on your wet back as she pushes her front into you with more force is enough for you to bite back a moan. Pulling back for air, Caitlyn is a sight to behold, her hair dishevelled and her pupils blown wide.
"Fuck Cait how could you think for even a second I didn't want you. My wolf claimed you as ours the moment we met," she looks at you raising one eyebrow, and you already know you should have kept that to yourself. "Really?" There's a teasing note to her voice.
As slick as a panther, Caitlyn moves in close until you can feel her hot breath against your ear "Well it's a good thing my wolf done the same," a chill runs down your spine at her declaration. 'Holy shit that's so hot,' you think to yourself.
Caitlyn takes note of your reaction and smiles. There's a glint in her eyes you're not sure if you like or not. "You like that don't you? You want everyone to know who you belong to, huh?" Caitlyn starts nubbling at your neck, exactly where a claim bite would be.
Your wolf growls in your head, demanding that you shove Caitlyn up against the stall wall and show her how Alpha you are, but that's not your style and clearly isn't Caitlyns either. Still a low growl bubbles in the back of your throat. Caitlyn growls back louder than your own.
Your wolf sees this as a challenge and shoves her way forward. You snarl as your knines extend in a threatening manner. Your body moves on its own accord, pushing at Caitlyns shoulder harshly until she hits the stall wall with a thud. In your mind, you're cursing your wolf for making you seem like some controlling bastard.
"I-I'm sorry, C-Cait, it's not me," you force the words out through the loud growling your throat refuses to stop doing. To her credit, Caitlyn doesn't look scared in the slightest. Her gaze keeps flicking between your fangs, then your eyes, then back again.
Caitlyn then does the most stupid, reckless thing you've ever seen, and you've been a part of Vi's pack for four years. She tilts her head and bares her neck. Her scent of vanilla and a hint of almond envelope you.
You take a deep breath of her addicting scent before your jaws clamp around her neck. You manage to keep enough control to not bite down but still apply a light pressure. Caitlyns arms wrap around your back, running her nails up and down it sensually. Slowly, you place your tongue on her gland and push against it, stimulating it to realise its oils.
A breathily whimper leaves Caitlyn, and it combined with the vanilla nut frosting flavour of her scent glands oil is enough to sedate your wolf. Her nails scrape harder at your back, which spurrs you on more. Taking a fat lick at her gland, you follow it up by scrapping a fang over the top. This time, a soft whine leaves Caitlyn. "Don't tease me."
"Says the one who presented her neck to someone with FWS. Do you really want a mating bite before we even go on a date? What kind of Alpha do you take me for?" You tease lightly, pulling away from Caitlyns neck finally. Her mouth is slightly parted as soft pants escape between those kissable lips.
She looks up at you through her thick lashes before saying, "The type of Alpha that'll do whatever her Omega desires," You swallow down the saliva building up in your mouth. "And what would said Omega desire?"
"Well, this one would like you two to get a room! Fucking hell I don't know whether to be turned on or disgusted!" Holy shit you completely forgot Vi is literally in the stall next to you. Yours and Caitlyns' faces are bright red the entire time you quickly clean your body and leave the stall to allow Caitlyn to wash herself.
When you exit the stall with just your towl wrapped around you Vi is standing in her own, typing away on her phone. "Vi I swear if that's the group chat- " before you can finish your sentence you watch as Vi presses what you assume is the send button which is quickly followed by the sound of your phone buzzing.
"I'm never gonna live this down, am I?" Vi laughs as she wraps an arm around your back."Nope."