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Talos has been defeated, the Black Alley finally at peace with most of the members leaving the gang, only a few harmless crooks remaining. Still, the Alley itself is slowly being rebuilt and everything is well.
At least that’s what Zani thinks.
At least that’s what she thought before she received that chilling call.
She was on her usual patrol through the Vault, the fortress-like building pretty much empty at this late hour. The long hallways were devoid of any other person or noise, only the sound of her heels clicking on the marble floor echoing throughout the space.
Just as she rounds a corner her terminal starts buzzing. She expects it to be her boss, probably about to make some another pleading request or perhaps just another bunch of petty thieves trying to steal one of the Vault’s artifacts. She sighs, putting the terminal close to her ear with a “Yes?”
“Hello, Nightwalker” a sneering voice greets her, and she immediately stops in her tracks, freezing up on the spot and her eyes going wide with shock.
“Thought you could get rid of me that easily? Ha, no chance! You made a mistake by not claiming my title.” Talos cackles with a biting tone, one that makes Zani grit her teeth.
“Tsk, so what?” the horned girl drawls “You’re gonna rebuild the Black Alley? The gang is scattered, and the place is being restored by good, honest folk who won’t tolerate your cruel rules anymore. You have no power there.” she scoffs, leaning against a wall, her gaze casted downwards.
“Ohohoh come on, I know there’s a brain somewhere in between those horns. I’ll find a way to reclaim the Alley somehow, but why do you think I’m calling you? I want revenge.” Talos says in a mocking tone and Zani stays silent for a few moments, rolling her eyes.
“…really? One beating wasn’t enough for you? I thought I told you what will happen if you try something funny again.” Zani sighs in annoyance, fighting the urge to just end the call. She almost does, reaching for the button when she suddenly hears a muffled “Mmm…hnng!” in the background of the call, like someone was struggling to speak while gagged.
“What was that?” Zani pauses, standing up straight to focus more on the muffled voice, her tail giving an agitated flick. Why did that voice sound… familiar?
Talos laughs and a shuffling sound follows before she speaks once more “aww, our little omega is finally awake? About time.” after more shuffling and Talos seemingly removing the gag, a soft voice gasps out and Zani’s blood runs cold. Phoebe.
“Z-Zani…” the acolyte whimpers weakly, tied up and kept captive somewhere in Talos’ lair. Zani growls, turning on her heels and already heading for the Vault’s exit. “What the fuck did you do? Did you hurt her?! I swear if so much so harm a hair on her head I will-!” she cuts off her snarling threat with another growl, her inner alpha rising to the surface.
But the other alpha just shakes her head and grins in amusement “would you look at that, our big, grand hero, barking like a dog for her bitch.”
Zani almost punches a nearby wall before managing to reign her instincts in. This is exactly what that stuck-up blue-haired alpha wants - to rile up and manipulate her. She knows Phoebe is important to her, otherwise she wouldn’t kidnap her and call like this.
But Zani also realizes how big of a danger the omega acolyte is really in. Talos must have compromised her staff so she couldn’t fight back.
“What do you want? Money? The Alley?” Zani asks, stepping outside the Vault into the cool evening air.
“Nah, though yes on the latter, but on that some other time. I told you, I want revenge.” Talos says gruffly, growling out the last word.
Zani grits her teeth, gripping the terminal in her hand tightly. “I beat you once, I can do it again.” She huffs, a threat and a promise rolled into one.
“I invite you to try.” Talos chuckles darkly and ends the call. Zani wastes no time, rushing towards a cave near Polyphemos Windmills where the Black Alley entrance resides, filled with both simmering anger and ever-growing fear. Phoebe. Is she okay? Zani knows the blonde is tougher than she looks, but without her staff and being held captive by an alpha who is no doubt using her pheromones to keep her weakened and docile there isn’t much the omega acolyte can do.
Did she touch her? Hurt her? Forced her into something? These thoughts swirl in Zani’s head, gnawing anxiously at her mind as her heart pounds inside her chest. “I’m coming, amore. Hold on for me.” she pants as she keeps running, even mumbling out shakily “Sentinel above, if you can hear this, please keep her safe.”
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Zani arrives at the cave in record time, the entrance covered in darkness even underneath the moonlight. She slips inside, crawling through the sewer area and dark tunnels until she reaches the bar, which is full of life as patrons and other residents of the Alley meet up and drink. The horned girl narrows her eyes, stepping inside and glancing around.
Everyone seems relaxed, just chatting and enjoying their time, no sign of any commotion caused by Talos or anyone associated with her. Still, Zani keeps her guard up as she looks around for someone to ask for more information.
Bingo, she thinks as she sees Colleen and Hubert in a corner, talking with others. “Excuse me, may I speak to you for a second?” Zani asks as she approaches them, Colleen’s face immediately lighting up when she sees her and Hubert gives her a friendly smile.
“Miss Zani!” the freckled girl exclaims “What brings you here? We haven’t seen you since you defeated Talos!” she says while Hubert nods.
“She is exactly why I’m here.” Zani replies ruefully, deciding to omit the part about her beloved being kidnapped. “I received a call from her earlier, declaring she wants revenge. I have to stop her.”
Both Hubert and Colleen’s eyes shoot wide open, shocked by what the horned girl just said. “Talos… is back?” Hubert asks worriedly and Zani sighs “Seems like it. Has she not made any moves on the Alley?”
“No, it’s been calm here, ever since you beat her.” Colleen answers, her concerned gaze cast to the ground. “No sight of her at all.”
“Strange…” Zani hums, thinking with crossed arms “Though she did focus more on the revenge towards me part than this place itself. Seems like this is truly personal.”
Running her hand through her hair she sighs heavily “Do you have any idea where she could be?”
But both Colleen and Hubert just shake their heads with a shrug “I’m sorry, we have no idea. Like Colleen said, we haven’t seen her since her humiliating defeat.” the man says apologetically.
Zani pinches the bridge of her nose in frustration but shakes her head. “It’s alright. Still, thank you. Have a good night.” With that she departs, Colleen calling out “Stay safe!” from behind her.
As she rounds a corner, she lets out a sudden groan, punching a wall in frustration. The good news is, the Black Alley seems safe. Bad news, she has no idea where Talos is and Phoebe is still in danger. Protective and possessive instincts surge to the forefront as her nostrils flare. She must find that alpha who has dared to hurt her omega no matter what, even if she had to go through Rinascita’s every nook and cranny.
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Still, Zani hopes Talos is hidden somewhere in the Black Alley. If she’ll have to search outside of it, it could take way too long, and Phoebe…
Swallowing those unpleasant thoughts that pop up in her head, the alpha sighs, stretching her back and cracking her knuckles, taking deep breaths to calm down. She must stay focused. With a “Wait for me, amore mio. I’m coming.” she sets out to search through the Alley, following every noise and scent that could indicate the other alpha is nearby.
Sometime later, just as she’s crawling through a hidden pathway, she scents it - a thick, choking aroma that undeniably screams alpha. “Bleh” Zani scrunches up her nose as she smells it further, noticing the arrogant undertone. Yep, that’s definitely Talos.
Following her nose Zani ventures deeper. She stops when she notices another scent appearing, one much lighter and softer, smelling like sweet and radiant fruity floral, but tinged with fear. It keeps pulling her closer, like it’s calling out to her. Phoebe.
Zani rushes into the direction of where the scents come from, stopping when she hits a wall. She grunts in irritation before she notices the wall is not as sturdy as it seems. With a roar she summons her shield, smashing through like a Cuddle Wuddle punching through a giant rock.
The wall collapses, momentarily covering the scene in dust as Zani coughs and tries to wave it off with her hand. She then cracks one eye open, gasping.
In front of her is Phoebe, standing there in the middle of a large and round space while tied up and gagged. Her terrified expression softens and lights up with relief at the sight of her alpha.
“Phoebe!” Zani calls out, rushing over right away before stopping herself. Wait. This looks too easy. Phoebe keeps glancing worriedly beside the horned alpha as if trying to signal something.
But before Zani can turn around a yell sounds behind her, the choking smell hitting her full force. Talos jumps at her back, but she manages to throw the blue-haired alpha off, trying to stomp on her on the ground but missing when Talos rolls away. As the other alpha lunges at her again Zani grabs her wrist, spinning her to throw her farther away.
But Talos recovers quickly, scrambling onto her feet. Zani thinks she’ll lunge at her again, but to her horror she grabs the whimpering omega instead, holding a knife to the blonde’s throat.
Zani’s chest rumbles, a deep warning sound, and narrows her eyes but stays still, not wanting to risk Talos suddenly hurting the omega.
“Aww, what’s wrong? Not gonna save your mate? Ohhh, wait minute…” an evil grin spreads across her face as she brushes the omega’s golden hair away from her neck, revealing that it’s completely bare and devoid of any marks.
Zani and Phoebe have been dating for quite some time, even getting intimate and exploring their respective natures, but they aren’t mated. The reason is simple - the Order doesn’t allow their acolytes to properly mate and be claimed by an alpha. Phoebe has to abide by this and Zani respects that, still willing to be with the blonde omega regardless. The acolyte is very much thankful for that.
So, when Talos taunts her, leaning down with her breath ghosting along the skin of Phoebe’s neck and making the omega shiver uncomfortably, Zani growls with her fists clenched. But the blue-haired alpha just smirks, opening her mouth near the neck to taunt further. “Maybe I’ll just claim her for myself then.”
Her words, the way her teeth hover above Phoebe’s neck and the vulnerable whimper, the omega lets out snap something inside Zani.
The horned alpha growls possessively, the sound almost feral, yanking away her tie as it wraps around her wrist. Her hair lengthens, turning into a fiery mane as her horns become larger, pointier, glowing and pulsing with energy. Her tail, it’s tip now a bright flame, swishes behind her aggressively.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!” She snarls as her eyes shine bright, lunging with a precise punch that goes straight into the other alpha’s face. But Talos recovers quickly, chuckling as she spits to the side before getting back up. “Tsch” she grunts, raising her fists.
The omega watches in both awe and terror as the two alphas fight in front of her, just a blur of blazing white and dark blue as they punch, kick and snarl at each other.
At one point during the fight Zani manages to toss Talos onto the ground, momentarily stunning her with a well-aimed kick. She rushes over to Phoebe, quickly untying the omega and telling her to hide behind some rubble nearby.
The blonde complies, quickly ducking away and watching just as Talos tackles Zani, pinning her to the ground. The horned alpha grunts and growls, her eyes blazing with even more intensity. But she struggles in the blue-haired alphas grasp, surprised to see Talos is indeed stronger, faster, much more cunning than the last time they fought, even when she isn’t transforming into an echo.
Still, that doesn’t mean Zani has gotten weak. With her hands immobilized by being pinned behind her back she quickly flicks her tail and wraps it around Talos’ throat, pulling the alpha off her with incredible strength and tossing her aside like she weighs nothing.
Phoebe gulps audibly, watching the scene with wide eyes. The fear inside her subsiding, slowly being replaced by something else as she watches her alpha dominate her captor. The warmth that has appeared on her cheeks spreads downwards towards her core as it throbs, especially when Zani lets out a vicious growl that reverberates throughout the whole area.
Zani pulls Talos down onto her stomach, holding her wrists behind her back and wrapping her blazing tail around her throat once more. Talos hisses at it burns her, her back arching as Zani pulls her upwards while she chokes her with gritted teeth.
Both alphas suddenly pause when a strong, warm and inviting smell hits their nostrils. It’s sweet and intoxicating as if they could taste it, calling out to an alpha to come and claim.
Zani freezes while Talos smirks widely. Their gaze snaps towards the omega still huddled up behind the rubble, her eyes wide and whimpers spilling from her lips. Her body feels unnaturally hot, her core throbbing as she squeezes her thighs together to relieve some of the pressure. It is more than clear - Phoebe has gone into heat.
"Oh-hoh! No way, your bitch has gone into heat!“ Talos cackles, her laughing cut off when Zani’s expression darkens and she tightens her tail’s hold around Talos’ throat, the arrogant alpha hissing when the flicking tip burns her again.
Talos grips at the tail’s hold with a sneer “Time to show her who the real alpha is-" BAM.
Her threat doesn’t last long when Zani slams her back onto the ground, releasing her throat and leaving her sputtering. The omega’s scent envelops them once more even with the acolyte trying to hide and it serves to spur the horned alpha on even more. She knows the scent is directed at her, that Phoebe is calling out to her, but since they aren’t officially mated it has an effect on Talos as well.
With the urge to fight, to protect and to stake her claim Zani’s pulsing horns seem to grow even bigger, all her glowing features threatening to burn everything around her to ashes. Talos stands up, her own strength also boosted by her alpha reacting and responding to Phoebe’s pheromones which enrages Zani even more.
Phoebe lets out a quiet moan as her knees buckle, steeling herself with her hands against the rubble as she watches the fight intensify. Seeing her usually stoic and level-headed alpha absolutely lose it as she beats Talos up with inhuman strength.
Talos tries to keep up with her own swift hits, slashing her knife near Zani’s face, way too close to comfort. But the horned girl manages to catch her wrist, twisting it and forcing her to drop the knife and cry out in pain. Normally, Zani would just subdue her now and end it but fueled by her own rage and Phoebe’s heat pheromones she is desperate to show the omega what her alpha is capable of.
Zani slams Talos against a nearby wall with a thud and an echoing snarl. “Pathetic weakling” she bares her sharp teeth “she’s MINE!”
The last thing Talos sees is the horned alpha’s burning eyes as her blazing fist strikes her right into her temple. The blue-haired alpha slides onto the ground unconscious, Zani panting heavily above her. Her glowing features dim down a bit as her head snaps to look behind her at the still whimpering and hiding omega.
“Phoebe!” she calls out, running over to her. The omega trembles as Zani looms over her with her imposing and fiery figure, but it isn’t out of fear. If anything, the searing heat inside her intensifies.
“Are you okay?!” Zani asks, her expression softened and worried. She looks down at the blonde who has sunk to her knees as her legs give out and quickly catches her, holding her as she kneels to face her. “Did she hurt you? Touch you?” panic is evident in her voice as her eyes scan over the omega’s face.
“N-no, I’m fine… I don’t even know how it happened, I just appeared here…” she answers with a shaky voice, leaning into the alpha to breath in her comforting scent. “Thank you… for saving me.” she mumbles with a small whine, rubbing her thighs together.
Oh right. Zani is reminded that the omega is still in heat as the blonde now grips her shoulders and noses at her neck to inhale more of her scent. “Zani, please…”
Zani, getting quickly overwhelmed by Phoebe’s intoxicating pheromones and still feeling the rush from the fight picks up the omega with a grunt, the acolyte yelping in surprise and quickly latching onto her. She wraps her legs around the alpha’s waist and her arms around her muscular back filled with glowing scars. She grips on tight, her nails digging into Zani’s tacet mark, making the alpha groan.
She carries Phoebe into what looks like a more secluded part of the smaller alley they’re in. While it seems to be out of sight, it is still near one of the pathways where anyone could walk by.
However, neither of them seems to care as their lips collide in a passionate kiss, both pouring out their feelings into it - relief, arousal and love mixed into one. Phoebe gasps as Zani pushes her against a nearby wall, moving from her lips to press open-mouthed kisses against her neck. She nips and nibbles at the skin, making sure she doesn’t leave any permanent marks, no matter how loudly her inner alpha is screaming at her to do so.
Phoebe keeps clawing at her exposed back, one hand sliding upwards into fiery white hair, feeling the base of one of her horns. The alpha growls in her mouth, still holding her up by her thighs and making the blonde gasp when she rubs the growing bulge in her pants against her.
“Zani, please… alpha, I need you…” Phoebe moans, rubbing her clothed center against her. She knows they shouldn’t be doing this here, but she also feels like she wouldn’t care even if she wasn’t heat.
“Fuck.” is all Zani can muster, especially when the omega moves to lick and suck at her exposed collarbone, not ashamed to bite down to leave her mark on the alpha.
Zani sets the blonde down onto her trembling legs and the omega whines in response, but her protests are cut off when the alpha spins her around to press her front against the wall, one hand holding her wrists up above her head while the other hikes up her skirt, palming at her ass greedily.
“Be a good girl for me, amore. Let your alpha take care of you.” Zani mutters into her ear with her chest rumbling and releasing more of her dominating pheromones that make the omega shiver.
The alpha then releases her wrists, sliding her hand downwards while the other maintains its grip on the acolyte’s ass. She bucks her hips forward, letting Phoebe feel just how affected she’s got her. The omega moans out her alpha’s name, pressing her hips back against hers.
Rrrip, comes the sudden sound of fabric tearing. Phoebe gasps, her eyes darting downwards to see Zani has ripped her tights and shorts to reveal her dripping slit. "Fuck, amore, you're soaking. Did watching me beat up another alpha turn you on that much?“ Zani growls as she rubs her fingers through the omega’s folds, teasing her entrance and pressing against her clit.
“Fuck yes it did. Made you go into fucking heat.” the alpha chuckles darkly, nipping at Phoebe’s earlobe. The omega gasps, feeling more of her slick gush out around Zani’s probing fingers and stain both of their thighs.
Zani then plunges two of her fingers inside, quickly following up with a third, the omega’s pussy sucking her in greedily. Phoebe writhes and moans in her hold, spreading her legs farther and arching her back. Zani helps her keep her legs spread by wrapping her tail around them, rubbing the flat tip along her tacet mark.
She almost sobs when the alpha withdraws her fingers almost as quickly as she has thrust them in. But before she can turn her head around to protest Zani leans in to capture her mouth in a dominating kiss, making her stay still and obey.
She is soon rewarded when the alpha fumbles with her pants’ buttons and zipper, pulling out her rock-hard cock and slapping it against the acolyte’s asscheeks. The blonde moans when the thick tip is pressed against her entrance, begging “Yesss…pleaseee alpha, need you inside…!”
And Zani is happy to oblige. With a grunt she grips the omega’s hips, filling her up in one fluid motion. Phoebe moans loudly, eyes rolling back as Zani bottoms out, thick and throbbing. Her inner walls flutter around the invading length making Zani’s heart race and breathing get heavier, savoring the sensation for a few more moments before she begins to move.
The alpha doesn’t care if someone hears, all she cares about right now is rutting into the omega acolyte pinned in between her and the wall. More omega heat pheromones fill the air and Zani breathes them in deeply, letting out her own rut scent in response.
That seems to affect Phoebe greatly, the blonde just moaning and babbling incoherently, the only understandable parts being “Zani” “please” and “more.”
Oh, and Zani does give her more. Her thrusts are slow but deep at first, hitting all the right spots that make the omega shake and whine. Phoebe at one point starts feeling like her legs are going to give out and opens her mouth to warn the alpha, but her words are replaced by a scream when Zani pinches her clit.
But Zani can see with the way the acolyte is shaking that she needs some support, and so she wraps both of her arms around her waist, lifting her up. The omega gasps, her eyes flying open as she is slammed back down onto Zani’s cock. She tries to brace herself against the wall, her nails scrambling for purchase against the rough surface, but it’s no use when the alpha pulls her up and down, pounding into her like she were a fleshlight.
“A-alpha, please, n-need-ah! Need you, need your k-knot…” Phoebe manages to babble out “Mark me!” she pants, one of her hands flying to grip Zani’s hand that is still hold her waist.
Those words cut through the rutting haze in Zani’s mind, and she momentarily stops. The omega whines in protest, bucking her hips to urge her to keep moving.
“Amore… are you sure?” Zani rasps, pulling out and turning the omega around to look her in the eyes “You know I can’t mark you, we can’t mate properly… it’s the Order’s rules, remember?” she pants, sounding regretful, especially when Phoebe just whines louder.
Taking a few deep breaths, Phoebe replies with a hoarse voice “N-no, it’s okay. We can, really. Please, I need it!” she pleads, looking at Zani with eyes wide and mouth gaping.
Zani hesitates, a mix of emotions swirling inside her. But the combination of her rut and inner alpha screaming at her to keep going, to claim the omega in front of her and the blonde looking at her with those wide, violet orbs full of heat-amplified arousal, yes, but also incredible love and trust.
So, Zani gives in. She plunges back in, filling her completely as she picks up the pace once more. Phoebe moans, hooking one of her legs around the alpha’s waist and raking her nails down her scarred back, making sure to grip at her tacet mark again as it makes Zani’s hips stutter deliciously.
Zani feels her knot starting to swell and decides to tease her omega as well, reaching down with one hand to press her thumb against Phoebe’s tacet mark. Just as her knot reaches the right size before it gets too big to insert, she fully sheathes herself within the dripping heat to lock them together, the omega moaning in approval.
It only takes a few more stuttered thrusts from the horned alpha for her to begin releasing, thick spurts of hot cum shooting deep within the omega’s womb.
Thank the Sentinel the Order also issues birth control to its omegas which should withstand heats. Hopefully.
As she begins her release Zani lets out a loud groan which echoes throughout the space before burying her face in Phoebe’s neck and biting down, her teeth puncturing the skin to create a lasting mark.
This motion sends the omega into her very own crashing orgasm, her whole body shaking violently with overwhelming pleasure as all she can feel, taste and smell is the alpha. Her alpha. Now properly, in every sense of the word.
Soon they both come down from their respective highs, Zani stumbles but manages to keep herself upright as she holds the limp omega in her arms. She laps up at her neck to soothe the sting of her mark before trailing kisses upwards to murmur praises into the acolyte’s ears.
She presses her forehead against Phoebe’s, both of them closing their eyes and catching their breaths. Zani then turns them around slowly to rest against the wall until she slides downwards, carefully pulling the omega down with her as they’re still tied together by the knot.
Phoebe leans against her tiredly, letting out a content sigh and mumbling “Mhm… love you…” while nuzzling into her.
“…my mate.“ Phoebe adds sleepily, shifting her position a bit to rest comfortably against Zani’s chest.
Zani’s breath hitches, her gaze zeroing on the already scarring mark on her neck. It’s not that she regrets it, she is happier than ever for them to truly belong to each other as mates, but is it really okay…? What if Phoebe said that in a heat-induced craze, not entirely sound to make such a decision in that moment?
Her thoughts are interrupted by the omega sensing her sudden unease and mumbling “is okay… we really can now…” she presses a lazy kiss to Zani’s collarbone “…we just have to be married…”
Oh.
Zani opens her mouth, but when she looks down the omega has already fallen asleep. Huh. Zani stays momentarily stunned before shaking her head with a smile, leaning down to gently kiss Phoebe on the forehead, murmuring a quiet "love you too, my angel."
They’ll have to leave soon. She should also check on Talos and probably call Colleen to help her deal with her. Oh and she kind of abandoned her work to get here…
Oh well, she can deal with all this later. For now she lets her mate rest against her a bit longer, gently stroking her golden hair and rubbing her back in soothing motions. They have to wait until the knot deflates anyways.
Her mate. Zani can’t help but just smile, repeating those two words in her head over and over again.
And how lucky, she thinks to herself, her smile growing wider as she remembers the wedding ring prepared and hidden in her nightstand.