When Simon woke up from the fog of his heat, he ran to the nearest trash can and threw up. His mind flooded with memories of his slutty actions, and he wanted to crawl into a hole and die. His parents were furious, asking what the hell he was thinking when he let some stranger claim him. He had no answer as he honestly didn't know. 

'What the fuck.' The redhead looked like shit as he berated himself in his bathroom mirror. 'What do I even do. How do I go to school after this?'

His body was wrecked from what happened. The omega felt ashamed to look at himself, but he had to to properly clean off the alpha's scent. The bastard had covered himself in his musk, it had sunken into his pores pratically and ruined his clothes. No matter how much he scrubbed himself and his skin, the smell remained. 

Standing there with snot dripping down his chin and tears filling his eyes, Simon felt pathetic. It wasn't like he hadn't wanted the alpha's touch. He adored it, really. His body ached for it. That was the problem. He couldn't stop thinking about the bastard and how he had left him there, covered in his own fluids for everyone to point and laugh at. 

To want someone who could do that to you, he hated it. Simon sniffled and used his sweatshirt sleeve to wipe his face off before he broke down. His family thought that something worse had happened and demanded that he go see a counselor, but he refused. He was fine. It wasn't like they had sex in the alley. All the alpha did was finger him. 

But his family acted like the world was ending, and it was stressing him out. The teenager could barely stomach the fact that his mothers even KNEW what happened, so them constantly asking him about it was hell. His mind was a mess with the need to find this mysterious man taking over his thoughts, even as he fought for sanity. He saw how miserable he looked with his wet eyes and flushed face and recoiled from his own reflection. 

'Just calm down, Simon.' The omega told himself as he hurried to finish getting ready for the day. 

His mother wanted him to get out of his bedroom and forced him to do homework. His school had given him leave due to his circumstances, and his homeroom teacher even sent him an email. It was so nice, so pitying that he refused to read past the first paragraph. Everyone was so sorry for him. They thought he was a statistic.

An omega who got loose and ruined their life by sleeping with the wrong person. He couldn't face them; he couldn't face their judgment, but nobody listened to him. He beat his fists against his exhausted eyes and muttered to himself to get it together. He was being such a baby over a guy who probably didn't give a damn about him.

They could get the mating bite dealt with when the time came and fix the nagging his omega was making in his head to be bred. It hurt to even lie down as his brain screamed at him to fulfill the urges the bite left him with. To go seek out his alpha and prove everyone else wrong. When all he wanted was to be left the fuck alone and to get sleep finally. 

With a shaky exhale, the teenager turned off his bathroom light and walked out of the room towards his bed. Only to freeze as a familiar scent filled the air and he pratically screamed as the shadows shifted. His room was messy with clothes thrown about, and his heat suppressants were dumped on the floor from one of his tantrums after the hospital.

But it wasn't that chaotic that he couldn't make out that someone was in here with him. Lurking with their shoes, having left muddy footprints on the ground. Fuck. Simon didn't know what to do as his body moved instinctively to run back into the bathroom and hide. While his omega demanded he stay in place, leaving him to simply stare. 

The person noticed that he caught them and moved. They were huge, towering over the teenager to a level that they had to be over six feet. Their body donned a plain wife-beater and jeans that made Simon's mouth water to his own disgust. Here he was drooling at the sight of this fucker when he broke into his house, his room, and was hiding for who knows how long. 

Listening to the omega breakdown over him. This alpha was something else; his gaze was dangerous and predatory. Simon recalled how he looked at him in the alleyway. Like he wasn't human but something to be claimed. It thrilled him but also scared him. The teenager screamed mentally at his legs to move, to run away, and call someone for help. To tell his mothers that the bastard was here, ready to be captured.

But his inner omega was happy as can be that his alpha had come for him, and his brain was too scared to do much besides let his mouth whimper. This feeling was unlike anything the young omega had felt before. It wasn't like the alpha was hideous or revolting. He was definitely attracted to the man with his shirt hiding a decently built body underneath, and those fangs could make anyone squirm.

The man was older but hot. Physical looks weren't the problem here. It was just the knowledge that this alpha could pick him up and break him with ease with those meaty hands of his that made Simon fearful. The scars on them told him that the man had done it numerous times before with a smile. 

"What do you want, alpha?" Simon spoke hesitantly, unsure if the man even wanted to talk or to make good on that offer of breeding him. 

The man laughed, and the omega flinched at how worn his voice was. He had to be at least thirty. "I'm here to talk, that's all." 

The omega shook his head in disbelief. "No. No, you're not. You're here for something else." 

A raised eyebrow, but that sneaky look sat in the alpha's eyes, and the omega knew he was playing with him. "Oh?" Everything was just a game. 

He didn't know what to do, and he swallowed nervously. The alpha wasn't hurting him, so Simon felt comfortable enough to engage. But the man wasn't normal; he had tried to breed him in an alleyway after all. He could see that the alpha was staring at his mating mark, which he hid under his shirt halfway, and flinched. Simon felt weird about this; his inner omega and need to please kept him from acting as he normally would.

He wasn't usually this pathetic, and he hated it. He had guts. He could fight his battles physically and verbally; he had a mouth on him. It was this alpha and his scent that shut him up and made him anxious. Everything was so strange now that he'd been claimed; it was like he was swimming underwater. Anytime he tried to think, his head just ached. So, he weakly looked down at his feet and let the alpha laugh some more before talking. 

"I came here to set rules as promised, Simon. I don't play nice with any omega, even my own." The words struck a chord in the teenager with their blase tone despite the disgusting implications. 

The smaller man scowled and balled his hands into fists, but still couldn't face the man. "Okay, so you're going to what? Spy on me? Stalk me?" 

Simon hated how he could hear the glee in the alpha's voice as he answered. "If I need to, why not? You enjoy it. I can smell the slick coming out you." 

Horror colored the teenager's mind as he looked down and saw that his sweatpants were damp. He didn't need to untie his pants to verify that it was slick sticking between his thighs. The alpha smelled so good despite the older man terrifying the boy. He was seductive, even as he towered over him and forced him into a horrible position. Simon hated that his inner omega begged for him to come closer and to put a baby in his womb. 

Sniffles left his mouth and the redhead let out a pathetic sob as he quickly muffled himself with a hand. Fuck. This alpha had him trapped mentally and physically. He was so confused. He didn't know what he wanted anymore. The idea of being stuck with someone like this, who left him like trash on the street, for the rest of his life was a nightmare. A twisted, sex crazed nightmare that made his pussy throb with the need to be used. 

Wanting someone like that scared him, and he desperately wanted to go scream into a pillow. But this annoying, creepy ass alpha was here, and he smelled so good. Simon had to get closer, to bask in that scent before his mind truly glazed over for good. The alpha must have noticed his mental distress as he saw the man's feet get closer and closer. The steps echoed loudly in his head as his shaking arms raised to push him away. A snarl left the omega's mouth, and he tried to move back. 

"No!" Simon attempted to push the alpha back, but he was grabbed by the strings of his sweatshirt and yanked forward. "Get off of me, you asshole!" 

The omega dared to look at the alpha and his resolve shattered at the way the older man stared down at him. Like this was a big joke. The other man wasn't taking his pushes seriously and he had good reason not to. There was barely any fight behind them, each push getting weaker than the previous one. It was maddening, a loop of worthless attempts to fight back from something that was permanent.

He couldn't change the fact that this alpha wanted him and had plans for their life together. He couldn't change the way his heart sped up when he saw those dark eyes staring into his soul. Simon was lost, fighting uselessly against the reality his stupid actions had forced to be true. His crying became more hysterical at this revelation, and he tried to pry the alpha's hands off his shirt. Pulling at the massive fingers that resembled claws more than anything human. 

Simon grit his teeth and tried to snarl. "Get the fuck off!" But the words came out as a jumbled mess of whimpers due to what happened next. 

The alpha had leaned real close so that their noses were touching. Simon could smell him. His sweat. His taste. The omega whined as the need to be touched by someone who smelled so nice overwhelmed his survival instincts once more. This bastard alpha of his took the chance to kiss him, shoving his tongue down his throat despite how rigid the boy was.

It didn't matter if Simon was outwardly trying to claw the man's face up; they both knew inside, in his heart, he wanted this. His back arched with pleasure as he kissed the older man back and tears fell down his face. His crying was ignored as the alpha gripped him harder, practically choking him as he did so. Simon's head fogged up, and he barely managed to contain a cough in his throat. 

He was so confused by the fact that his body was reacting to the alpha's touch. How a desperate whine sat buried in his chest as the kiss turned even more feral. There wasn't any passion in there as the alpha was doing it to merely shut him up and tell the omega to know his place. Simon's heart was pounding in his head as the other man pulled back and a string of spit sat between them. The omega panted, his hair drenched in sweat and covering his face as he tried to think properly. 

"You're going to be obedient from now on. No more trying to hit me, because I hit back. And I don't care who sees the bruises." The alpha spoke coldly to him but made no move to drop him. 

The teenager gulped down the saliva pooling in his mouth and nodded frantically. "Okay! Okay, no more hitting." 

"No more fighting back." The man said and gave him a look that gave Simon chills. "Say it back." 

His ears rang as he repeated in a whisper. "No more fighting back." 

This pleased the man as he slowly loosened his grip so Simon wouldn't turn blue and smiled. All teeth. "Good boy. I knew you didn't need to be convinced. I would hate to do that to you so soon." 

The omega could tell the alpha wanted to smack him, to smack his pussy as he had before, and it left him even more conflicted. The man was here talking to him so cruelly, but his touch was heaven on earth. It was more addictive than any drug his friends had described using before. Simon knew he should fight back, even though he swore not to and give this prick a piece of his mind.

Scream until his neighbors heard and got him help. Do SOMETHING useful. But, he couldn't. His inner omega was too enthralled by this man and his heart ached for his approval. For the praise of a man who left him ass up in an alley for all to use. He hated that his mind was so warped by his omega urges and the alpha's pheromones, as there was nothing he could do to break free. All he could do was hope that this guy wasn't a total nut job. 

"What are you going to do to me." He whispered eventually after the two sat in tense silence. 

His alpha whistled a playful tune, acting like he hadn't just threatened him. "I plan to make you the best omega you can be, Simon. I can be sweet as long as you're behaved." 

"I don't know what that means!" The teen was about to cry again because he was so lost on what this asshole wanted from him besides blind obedience. "Please, why are you here? Why?" 

The alpha growled and Simon looked away, staring at the floor in a fit of fear. This guy's mood swings were crazy. One minute, he smelled so pleased with him that the omega could do a backflip. Then, in other moments, he would be snapped at in a way that any person would assume death was next. He just wanted a clear explanation so he could know how badly he was screwed. His heart was going to explode at this point with how badly it was beating. 

"Shush." A faux look of worry came onto the bastard's face as he let the teenager fall onto his own feet. "I'm here to make sure you keep your mouth shut as you promised in the hospital."

Simon frowned, not really remembering much from his heat besides the sensations of an orgasm. "You made me promise something?" 

"Of course, Simon. I can't have my omega running to his ma about his alpha being mean to him. I wouldn't want to have to shut your brain off." The thick scent of alpha pheromones began to fill the air, coating his words so they slurred in the omega's head. 

They echoed, and the vulnerable boy suddenly felt like he was watching this interaction from the outside. He was floating above his body, seeing this happen and being unable to do anything to stop it. All he could do was be buried in the musk of man and helplessly feel it snuff out any intelligent thought he had. The bliss was welcomed in a way, as Simon wanted to escape this horrifying conversation anyway he could.

He knew that this was a horrible sign for his future, and he opened his mouth to scream for help. His alpha was quicker, and that cry for mercy was turned into a moan as his hair was grabbed. The man moved so fast, Simon knew the pheromones had to be affecting his perception of time. Everything was slow, with his body becoming limp as the man yanked his head aggressively to the side. Forcing him to look upward and stopping any attempt at disobedience once and for all. 

"See? You could just flicker off and not even realize it. Don't you see, Simon, the control I have over you?" His words hit the omega hard, leaving him to moan as speech was stolen from him. 

His alpha stared at him like he was a useless tool and clenched harder. "You offered yourself up to me in that alley and begged for my bite. So, you need to act like the perfect slut I know you can be."

The teenager couldn't talk, so he hoped his face expressed his agreement for him. He never intended to talk about this to anyone; he was so ashamed. Everyone who knew the basic details was already treating him differently. He had seen the social media digs at him, with classmates talking about an omega they "didn't know that well in some class" who got caught in the act publicly. Parents were whispering behind his family's backs about him. Everyone saw him as a whore now and Simon knew it was all his fault. 

"You're sensitive, it's cute." The man roughly let him go, essentially throwing him onto his side with a smirk. "Don't worry, I plan to have you act like before, one way or another."