THE JOCK

DECLAN'S POV

There are lies we tell ourselves sometimes that make even us laugh. Because of how outrageous they were. 

This was one of them. 

She was simply breathtaking. Her silver hair fell around her face in soft waves right now, and she had done the most subtle makeup. It brought out the gold in her brown eyes. 

The only better place she would belong in was my arms. But that could wait. 

And those eyes were staring daggers at me. 

“What the hell did you say to me?”

“I said you don’t belong here, omega.”

Her eyes widened in shock. So, I was right. She was using suppressants to hide her designation. But why? I was proud to be alpha. I expected everyone else to feel that way. So why was she hiding it?

“What the fuck? How did you know?”

“I can smell your sweetness under all that suppressant, sweet omega.”

She scoffed at me, and it brought a smile to my face. I loved my women with bite.

“What the hell are you laughing at? And don’t call me sweet omega. Or any type of omega actually. Who the hell do you thank you are?”

“Declan Hayes at your service.” I gave a little bow.

She watched me with narrow eyes, as if she was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like I was going to spring on her and take a bite. She wouldn’t be wrong to be cautious. I wanted to take a bite of her. 

I hated the fact that she was here in a frat house partying. Omegas should know better. 

“You really don’t belong here, you know.”

 

“Here you go again with the bullshit. Just get out and leave me alone.”

I snarled and walked towards here. Her eyes grew bigger, and she unconsciously scrambled backwards until her back hit the counter. I placed my hands on both sides of her body and trapped her within them.

Her scent was even more potent this up close. It clung to my nose, and my brain and body drank it in hungrily. I wanted to run my nose all over her neck, lick the skin there and taste her sweetness. But I didn’t want to scare her away. I could be patient.

“You’re really starting to get on my nerve, Declan.” The sound of my name on her lips made me suck in a breath. Goosebumps rose on my skin. I was so cooked. 

“Do you know what happens to little omegas who don’t stay safe?” I asked and held her eyes in my gaze. 

“Looks like you’re itching to tell me.”

“Damn right I am. They get hurt by the big bad alphas>”

“Aren’t you an alpha? Are you threatening to hurt me?” She laughed, a cold dark noise that promised terrible things. I wanted her to do it again. “The nerve on you Declan. Now get away from me before I make you.”

I laughed. I couldn’t help it. “And exactly how are you going to do that?”

Before I could blink, her knee caught me in the stomach, and the pain made me bend over. My hands dropped away from the counter, and she escaped my hold.

“Shit. That hurt.” I stood and smirked at her. She was tough, and I could feel my cock hardening. I loved a woman who could put me in my place. 

“That was the point. Now get away from me.”

“But I don’t want to.”

“Oh my god! Why the hell are you tormenting me? What do you want from me?”

I leaned against the counter and just started at her. Her eyes dropped lower, and I looked down to see what she was staring at. I was wearing a tank top, and my arms were bare and folded across my chest. It made my biceps bulge, and that was what she was looking at with the hungry look in her eyes. Good to know that the attraction was mutual. 

“I want you to leave the party.”

“Not a chance in hell!” She snapped at me. “You’re just an ordinary student like me. You don’t get to boss me around.”

“Well, there you are wrong. I'm captain of the football team too.”

“Should have known only a jock would have the audacity to be all up in my business.”

“I’m just trying to keep you safe.”

“You don't even know my name! Now leave me alone.”

“I don’t want to. And you can easily tell me your name.”

She got up in my face and pushed my chest with a finger. “That’s not happening jock-face. Now leave me the fuck alone.”

She walked out of the kitchen, and I didn’t follow after her immediately. I watched her ass sway, unable to resist.

She was making me act out of character. This wasn’t me, but I’d heard that mates would do that to you.

I wasn’t even sure that was what she was to me, but the signs were pretty damning. Did she feel the same things I did? Did my scent make her go all crazy? If it did, she was great at hiding it. 

I hated that she was here. Too many alphas. Too many other scents in the air that my brain only interpreted as competition I had to dispatch to keep my omega safe from prying hands. 

I sighed and got up from the counter. Her scent was like a train in the air. It made it easy to follow her. The moment I stepped out of the kitchen, the noise of the house enveloped me. 

Bodies were everywhere. Rubbing up against themselves, kissing and touching. Doing all the things they hadn’t been able to do under their parents’ roofs. College was like that. It gave you freedom. It gave you the opportunity to make a new life for yourself. Many tried and succeeded, and others failed. That was the game. It respected no one. 

I caught the scent of the omega and turned around. My breath seized in my throat. There she was. She was on the dance floor, and the people had parted to give a circle of space to her. As if they knew she was their better. 

The music seemed like something alive that she was caught under its trance. Her waist swayed, and I was caught under its hypnosis. 

I badly wanted to go forward and hold her in my embrace, but I held myself back. 

She already had me on a leash, and she didn’t even know it.