“Do you feel it, little omega? Do you feel your body answering to your alpha’s call?” he murmured, and I could feel my shoulders rounding forward, almost like my body wanted to submit to him. I froze once I realized what I was doing, horrified at myself.
I wanted to run. I needed to get out of here.
I couldn’t do this. I wouldn’t. He wasn’t going to take me as his. I belonged to no one, least of all him.
I remembered the Taser in my back pocket. I had something to fight with just in case things went badly for me. He would pay if he tried to touch me. I would make sure of it.
I took one step back and then another.
“Don’t you run, little omega. You won’t like what happens if you do,” he warned gently.
I highly doubted I would like it if he caught me at all. As soon as he got close to me, he’d probably take exactly what he wanted and by just how hard his cock was, I could guess that it didn’t involve just a simple handshake. He probably wanted much more than I was willing to give. I had little doubt that he wanted to fuck me.
I wasn’t going to let him catch me.
Without hesitation, I started running backwards, pivoted and darted away as quickly as I could. I put everything I had into running down that path, ensuring that I didn’t catch my foot on a wayward root or a loose rock. I bolted like my life depended on it because right now, it very much did.
I heard him running behind me, his footfalls soft in the brush unlike mine. I didn’t try to hide my escape because it was no longer necessary. I just ran. I didn’t look back either.
“Keep running, little omega. I’m going to enjoy teaching you a lesson about hierarchy once I inevitably catch you.”
His voice rang out in my head like a siren and my body reacted on an almost visceral level to its call. My pussy clenched down hard and my nipples pebbled with desire. For a moment, I contemplated letting him catch me just to see what might happen, but I pushed that thought aside almost as quickly as it appeared.
It was just arousal. I had to stop thinking with my pussy. I had to think with my mind.
I snarled loudly, voicing my displeasure at his presence in my head.
“I see you’re a feisty one then. I’m going to enjoy making you break for me. I’m especially going to enjoy the look on your face when I make you scream my name as you come for me too.”
Fucking cocky bastard.
I ran harder, giving it all I had. I looked back and I saw him chasing me. He was in his wolf form and my face fell. He was gaining on me far more quickly than I anticipated. I had to do something. Fast. I approached a clearing and when I reached the opposite side, I used a tree trunk to swing around, grabbed the Taser out of my pocket, and rounded back on him. I was ready to fight. If I was going to be taken, I wasn’t going to make it easy on him. Not even in the slightest.
He stalked closer to me, taking one step at a time until he was a scarcely a few feet away from me. I gritted my teeth as he shifted back into his human form so close to me that I could feel the prickle of magic on my skin. I swallowed heavily and lifted my arms, preparing myself to fire the Taser, all the while trying not to rub my fingers on my tingling flesh.
It was similar to a gun in shape and form. I curled my fingers around the grip, pressing a single finger against the trigger. I cupped my other hand beneath it, holding it in place just in case there was any kickback. It was simple enough to figure out, but I’d never fired one before, so I believed it was better to be safe than sorry.
“Don’t come any closer,” I warned.
“Or else what, my little mate?” he dared me.
I aimed the Taser downward.
“Or else you’ll know what it feels like to get a Taser directly to the balls,” I threatened.
Instead of backing off, he fucking laughed at me.
I growled back at him. He needed to take me seriously. I was going to make sure he did. I pulled in my core and carefully aimed at him, taking his hard cock and his balls right into my line of sight. He was going to pay for that.
My pussy clenched hard as I stared at him and I tried to remain as focused as I could, even if his nakedness was both thoroughly distracting and embarrassingly arousing at the same time.
I was a pretty good shot with a gun. I’d probably be pretty good with this. It wasn’t like I was packing a heavy 9mm bullet in this thing.
I readied myself. Then he stepped forward toward me and I simply reacted on instinct.
I pulled that trigger.
The tiny darts shot forward, arcing until they connected straight into his balls and he grunted with pain. A thin wire remained attached to my gun and when I pulled the trigger a second time, electricity propelled straight into his most sensitive place without a moment’s delay.