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Todoroki felt his skin frost over with ice.
Izuku. The name was familiar, so familiar. Paired with the villain's strange green hair and eyes, he recognized where he'd heard it before right away. He knew the name from the infamous All Might incident. It had happened right before he got into U.A. and the memory of it had haunted him for a while. Nobody talked about it, but it was around that time that it was revealed that the number one hero was an omega. When it came to light that All Might was an omega, well, the alphas of society had been more than a little upset. They'd been being saved by and praising an omega all along and that didn't sit right them.
Of course they couldn't just leave it be.
Izuku was the name of the omegan boy Toshinori had saved from a group of alphas, showing on-air exactly how unaffected he was by heat pheromones. Showing the world his suppressants and injecting himself with one in the face of a barrage of alpha pheromones as he beat them all to the ground. Nobody talked about what happened after that. Number one hero or not, an omega couldn't beat up alphas and get away with it. No matter how much the alphas deserved it.
Todoroki had always wondered what had happened to the boy Toshinori saved. He supposed this was his answer.
It wasn't a surprise, not really, when he thought about it.
Somehow it felt almost just but he couldn't say that. He was a hero, he was supposed to reenforce the laws. Yet he'd never agreed with the restrictive and abusive ways omegas were treated. He had a habit of disagreeing with most of what his father did and there was little his father enjoyed more than demeaning and bashing omegas.
Todoroki blinked and looked at the boy in front of him. The first thing he noticed was that the boy was small, like most omegas were. He had short, curly hair and strangely green eyes. The second thing he noticed was the smell. The omega obviously wasn't wearing scent blockers and Todoroki was almost knocked over by the unfiltered scent of the other. It was unlike anything he'd ever smelled, being that most omegas hid away inside houses that doubled as cages and meticulously patched up unless they were alone with their alphas. He'd never even smelled his mother's true scent. Yet here the strange villain was standing, proudly emitting something that most alphas would have frothed at the mouth to be able to smell.
In a room with two rutting alphas.
Sure, Bakugou was effectively down for the count, nursing his wounds, but that didn't lessen the fact that the situation was practically suicide for an omega. Todoroki didn't want to hurt anyone else, not when Bakugou was already bleeding from the neck because of him and acting like Todoroki was mind controlling him. It made him feel guilty, gross, and far too much like his father.
"What are you doing-" Todoroki instantly covered his nose with his shirt but it hardly did anything. The dizzying scent of omega flooded the small room and Todoroki felt it clog up his nose, sizzle in his blood, and fill his brain with a cloying haze of arousal. With a short snarl, he dug his nails into his arm and focused on the pain instead of all the blood rushing downwards. The sudden change left him lightheaded and he leaned against the wall as blood dripped steadily to his palms and then down onto the already dirty floor.
"Leave," he grit out, lip cutting on his elongated canines but the omega didn't even flinch at the command. Instead, a smirk made its way up the boy's freckled cheeks and he took a step closer, sharp eyes sparking with something undeniably excited. The closer the omega got, the more Todoroki's alpha thrashed inside, all but clawing for control. It screamed for him to mate with the obviously willing omega in front of him. To tackle the smaller boy down to the ground and control and take until there was nothing left. Sweat broke across his skin as he resisted, pushing himself back against the metal wall as his nails scraped against the floor with a harsh, grating sound.
Izuku knelt down in front of him and smiled in a way that was at odds with the tense situation. His eyes crinkled slightly at the sides but those lines didn't look like they'd come from a lifetime of happiness. They looked like the kind old heroes had from decades of living through tragedies and working themselves to the bone. Spoke of days without sleep and a lifetime of harsh concentration.
"Touch me and I use my quirk on him again," the omega commanded—voice low and almost sultry—as he threatened both of the alphas, "let's see how much self-control you have." Todoroki's hands shook as he looked behind the omega's shoulder to where Bakugou's unconscious body lay in a slowly expanding puddle of his own blood. After the adrenaline had worn off the other alpha had passed out, despite Todoroki's best attempts to keep him awake. The makeshift bandages he'd repurposed their shirts into were already soaked through.
He nodded shortly to show that he understood and tried not to flinch when a hand cupped his chin and lifted his face so that his eyes met emerald ones dead-on.
"Do you understand what I have to do?"
Todoroki's forehead creased as he tried to grasp the situation. The arousal pounding in his head made it hard to think, much less talk. He didn't understand anything about what was happening. All he knew was that he couldn't move or Bakugou would get hurt again and he could let that happen. Wouldn't let it happen.
"No."
The omega huffed out a breath, "pheromones getting to you? Come on, I know you're better than that. Think. I'm going to be the pack leader so you know what I have to do, right?"
Todoroki felt a sense of helplessness rise up in his chest as he wrenched his brain back to the present and away from how amazing the boy in front of him smelled. How soft his body looked. How pretty his eyes were. How good his warm fingers felt. All of Todoroki's thoughts blurred together and then melted down into something that settled hot and heavy at the bottom of his stomach. He couldn't think; it was all he could do to keep his nails embedded in his own skin and away from the omega. Fire lapped at his insides and he whimpered, the soft sound escaping before he could stop it and a derisive laugh left the omega.
"I guess my scent really is making you go stupid," the omega smirked as his hand trailed down to the alpha's exposed neck, "I'll spell it out for you. For me to become pack leader I need to take the position from the current leader. That just so happens to be you. Do you understand now?"
Todoroki's eyebrows drew together, feeling every bit as dumb as the omega was making him out to be. He wasn't used to ruts. His first rut had been brought to a sudden and unnatural end the first day he'd gotten it with heavy suppressants and he hadn't been allowed to have them after. His house was full of prime alphas and if all of them had been allowed to rut they'd probably have murdered each other. Only Enji—the undisputed leader of the house—had been allowed to let his ruts run their natural course and everyone cleared that section of the mansion for a week during them, leaving all of them to bunk with Fuyumi since her room was the furthest away from their father's. All that meant that he didn't understand what was happening to his body or how to control it. All he could was hold onto the last thread of his self-control and try not to sever anything vital in his arm as his claws sunk deeper and deeper.
"No."
"I should have put on a patch," the omega sighed as he leaned back, a blasé expression on his face, "I wasn't aware that you'd be quite so..." The omega waved his hand in the air flippantly.
"Sorry," Todoroki looked at the ground, used to being a disappointment, and tried to get all the confusing feelings to go away. To snuff them out. Images of his father's imposing figure flickered behind his eyes, a long black shadow swallowing him up with sharp pain and even sharper words. He whimpered again when Izuku's soft fingers curled around the scent gland on his neck and bit harshly into his tongue to stop from moving. The touch on his skin was so gentle that it confused every part of his body. Did the villain want to maim him? Mate with him? Why did his face look so soft and scary at the same time?
"Despite how it must seem, I'm not trying to hurt either of you. I'm not so blind-sighted by my vendetta against alphas that I can't see that you're an ally. I just need to make sure you two know your place here." Blunt nails dug into Todoroki's scent gland and he full-body shivered, a jolt of pleasure and pain flickering down his spine.
Across the room, Bakugou groaned and seemed to slowly regain his consciousness. Todoroki wasn't sure if that was better or worse, given the other alpha's sharp tongue and penchant for getting himself into trouble. Izuku seemed to be considering how it would change the dynamic in the room as well because he raised an eyebrow and hummed.
"Pack mates are known to be very protective of their leaders so let's get this done with before I have to put him down again."
Todoroki nodded, eyes wide, and the hand on his neck pushed his head to the side, "I'm going to bite you now. I'd prefer not to have to hold you down but I will if you struggle and I will hurt your friend if you so much as touch me."
Todoroki's breathing picked up as his brain registered the words. He tensed before he could stop it and a low growl rumbled in his throat, a clear back off. The boy in front of him did no such thing and instead Izuku shoved the alpha against the metal wall as he lunged for his neck. Todoroki snarled and ice shot across the floor beneath them and up the metal wall as flames licked at his left side. The omega jerked backwards before he could get burned and a wry but sharp look crossed his face, "careful now, you almost singed me."
Another snarl. The alpha inside of the taller boy wasn't going to stand down and let an omega claim him, no matter what his rational brain wanted. He couldn't control the beast through his rut, the omega's smell, and the dangerous circumstance. Base instincts always came to the forefront in life or death situations, that was inevitable. Even seasoned heroes had a hard time controlling their inner alphas sometimes. Trying to put out his flames proved useless and Todoroki had to let them burn, singing black circles of soot against the wall.
"I know it's hard but you have to let me," the omega said, almost softly, as Todoroki shook his head desperately. The fingers were back on his neck harder than before—curled around the side that wasn't on fire—and Todoroki couldn't help how his body shook at the strange feeling.
A quiet laugh echoed in the cell. "God, you're shaking like a leaf. Who knew an alpha could be this cute?" Izuku whispered fondly as his thumb brushed up the white skin beneath his fingers. An almost possessive look danced behind those emerald eyes and it made heat and dread pool in Todoroki's stomach in equal measure. The air in the cell was stiflingly hot and the ice beneath their knees had already melted into a puddle, making everything feel too humid and their clothes cling uncomfortably.
Across the room Bakugou winced as he pushed himself up on sore arms and looked over to where Todoroki was effectively pinned against the wall with half his torso on fire. The other alpha rarely used his flames so the situation had to be dire to force him to do so. That immediately set the blond on edge and sized the omega up again up-close. He didn't want a repeat of feeling the omega's quirk but he couldn't just let the villain do what he wanted because he had a powerful quirk. The pain ringing through his body had put a damper on his rut—his body prioritizing staying alive above mating—and he cherished the temporary clarity as he planned his attack.
Suppressing a grunt, the blond forced himself to his aching feet as quietly as he could so that the omega wouldn't realize he was up again. The other's quirk had caught him off-guard the first time, but he was pretty sure he could withstand the pain if he was prepared for it. That, and maybe the omega wouldn't even notice him until it was too late if he attacked quickly enough. Besides, even if the omega did bring him down again, he knew that Todoroki was smart enough to attack the villain while he was distracted. Sparks flickered to life in his palm and he didn't give either of them any warning before he was barreling towards the green haired boy, flames bursting from his palm as his sweat ignited into an ashy, explosive reaction. Izuku and Todoroki's heads whipped around at the sound of explosions flickering to life and in those few seconds of shock two things happened: 1. the omega yanked Todoroki forward and buried his blunt teeth into the alpha's scent gland and 2. Todoroki's eyes shot open in surprise as his hand shot up and forced an ice wall between them and Bakugou, shielding them both from the blast.
Ice cracked and splintered, bouncing off the walls as the explosion hit full-force, and Bakugou hardly had time to stop his momentum before his fist collided with a sheet of hard ice.
"Fuck!" He yelled loudly as he dropped to the ground, nursing his bloody knuckles as anger flared inside of him, "Shouto, what the hell!?" He ran up to the ice and punched it, explosions licking at his palms again, but the ice hardly gave way.
Inside the ice shield, Izuku grinned as Todoroki stared at him with a shocked expression on his face, his hand clutching the spot that had been bitten. "Don't look so surprised. All pack mates have the instinct to protect their leader." The omega crawled between the alpha's knees and tilted the boy's chin up, admiring his teeth marks encircling the other's neck. "You're mine now."
"I'm not yours," Todoroki muttered, voice low and sharp as his mismatched blue eyes glinted with ice, "I thought that you'd know better than anyone that people can't be owned. That's just something power-hungry alphas think when they bond with their omegas."
Izuku hummed, "well good causes aren't always led by good people. I'm not above fighting like with like. You don't want me to own you? Tough luck, thousands of omegas across Japan want the same thing but they don't have the means to protect themselves like I do. They can't even resist alpha commands like I can. They're the true victims, aren't they? You have it good with me, given that I don't even want to hurt you."
Todoroki slid his eyes shut and let out a long breath, collecting his thoughts. The fire on his left side had sizzled out at the pain of Izuku's teeth in his skin and all of the emotions and feelings that had been keeping his body hostage mellowed out into something still and quiet. He felt subdued, tired, and like a hundred things were weighing his shoulders down to the floor. He tried to respond but instead his head fell to the side, his eyes focusing on nothing, as everything slowly blurred into grey.
Bakugou's punches grew louder as the ice slowly cracked beneath the abuse and Todoroki was too out of it to add new layers.
He felt a hand slide into his hair but he didn't even have the energy to protest. It felt warm, soft, nice.
"I was curious about how an alpha's body would react to getting bitten by an omega. Interesting." Izuku smiled as he watched red strands of soft hair slip through his fingers. He pulled the unresisting alpha onto his lap and shielded the boy's face from a barrage of ice chips as Bakugou's fist broke through the final layer of ice.
"What did you do to him?" Bakugou seethed when he caught sight of Todoroki's lax figure. He hated how Izuku's hand was curled around his friend's body almost protectively, like he was holding something fragile. Todoroki wasn't weak and he didn't need some villain's fake care either.
"I just did what he did to you. I did tell you that I would be your leader."
"You're my nothing. I don't care if you bite him once or a hundred times, your bite's too fucking weak to intimidate my alpha in any way." That much was true. Bakugou felt none of the urge to protect or listen to the omega as he had for Todoroki. In fact, he was forcing himself to stand down and not attack the omega purely because he was worried the villain would crush his friend's windpipe if he so much as moved. Izuku's brow furrowed with a muted kind of annoyance and he looked Bakugou over, "I suppose that's possible. There were no reports on omegas biting alphas in the government's archives so I had to assume it just worked the same as an alpha's bite. I guess not but that just means that I'll have to bite you too."
"Touch me and I'll fucking kill you," Bakugou spat, rage clouding his vision. They stared at each other for a few tense seconds before Izuku looked down at Todoroki and softly wiped the boy's sweaty bangs away from his forehead, "you've been through a lot today. I wouldn't want to overwhelm your body. If I leave Todoroki here will you take care of him? I have a meeting soon."
Bakugou sputtered, "I- What? Of course I'll take care of him. Way better than you ever could."
Izuku shrugged but he carefully extracted himself out from underneath Todoroki and let the passed out boy lean against the ice wall as he got up onto his feet. Bakugou tensed his muscles, prepared to tackled Izuku over, but he thought better of it when he saw the sluggishly bleeding wound on Todoroki's neck and realized that they'd never be able to escape with just one of them conscious. The omega couldn't have possibly hatched his plan all alone or found an abandoned building this large without some supporters. That and—while he didn't want to admit it—the omega could probably take him down in his currently injured state. He growled and knelt next to Todoroki, pulling the alpha against his chest as he dragged them both away from the melting ice and water puddles. Izuku cast one last glance over towards them before opening the cell door with a pointed look at the surveillance camera. The camera swiveled and then the door opened and shut again once the omega walked through. Bakugou realized with a shiver that it wasn't just Izuku who was watching them through the camera lens, but an untold number of other people. The thought made something sick and uncomfortable settle in his stomach but he ignored it as he wiped a rag over Todoroki's neck bite to clean off the blood and hugged the other boy as his heartbeat slowly slowed back down to normal.
They had stumbled into something so insane that he had a feeling that they'd have a hard time convincing anyone that it'd really happened if they ever managed to escape.
Despair wasn't something Bakugou felt often. He was more of a Ride or Die type of person. Worrying didn't help anything, so it was better to just ignore the cold feeling that rose up in his chest. He pulled Todoroki closer and pressed his nose against the other alpha's hair, taking in the familiar scent. Back at U.A. he'd hated smelling the other alpha—the scent being far too powerful and territorial—but right then it was comforting. Todoroki's chest rose and fell with deep, slow breaths and it was almost enviable how relaxed he looked, how his body didn't hold a single fiber of tension. He wondered if that's how he'd looked after Todoroki had bitten him and hoped not now that he knew they'd been putting on a show for more than one weirdo.
Bakugou lay them both down in a shadowed corner of the room and let his eyes close as he curled an arm protectively over his friend's shoulder and pressed their foreheads together. They needed to conserve their energy and right then there was nothing to be gained from staying up and worried. His eyes shut warily, his racing mind only stilled by Todoroki's scent and the steady beat of his heart.
Bakugou woke up whimpering as a searing heat pooled in his stomach. It was impossible to stay asleep with his rut slowly working itself back up into full swing again. It only seemed to be made worse by the fact that it wasn't just his own arousal clogging the air but Todoroki's as well with traces of Izuku's sweet and intoxicating scent. His inner alpha lapped it up and his erection was straining against the front of his pants before he even fully woke up all the way. He bit his lip as his hand subconsciously went down to his thighs and brushed over his aching hard-on. Another soft sound left his mouth as his fingers curled around his length and he was so lost in his rut that he forgot about the cell, about the camera, about everything but the heat threatening to consume his entire body.
What reminded him that he wasn't alone was when Todoroki's body shifted behind his, the other alpha slowly moving as he woke up as well. Some distant part of Bakugou knew that he should be embarrassed about touching himself—should stop it—but he found that his hands weren't listening to what he wasn't supposed to do and instead roughly stroked up and down like they weren't his. A cold hand landed on his shoulder and, when he allowed it to turn him around, his eyes found Todoroki's in the darkness, staring at him with black pupils and a heavy flush on his usually pale face. They stared at each other, the air thick with rut and lust, and then the tension snapped and Bakugou surged up to catch Todoroki's bitten lips as the other alpha responded in kind, pushing him roughly against the floor as he got on top. It was obvious that Todoroki was feral but Bakugou wasn't sure if he was himself. Everything was burning. It felt like if Todoroki let him go he'd be consumed by it and melt from the inside out.
The beast inside of him dictated how he tugged Todoroki's head down sharply by his tousled hair and kissed him so deep and messily that along the way he got confused about whose tongue was whose and got lost in the other boy's taste. Hands tugged his pants down to his thighs and he moaned his approval as his mouth went down to lick at the other alpha's neck. He moved down again to mouth at Todoroki's bare chest, loving the taste of sweat and pheromones on his tongue, as the other's length rubbed up against his leg. All of it only fueled the lust clogging up the air around them.
A cool hand wrapped around his hard-on and from there on his logical brain checked out, handing over control to the alpha inside. Memories became chopped up and fueled only by sensations. A hand roughly and wetly sliding up and down his length, his lips on Todoroki's chest as his nails scratched up the other's back, fingers dragging through his come down to his entrance, the burn as they entered him overwritten by rut-fueled adrenaline. He didn't even care anymore that it was dangerous for them to have sex, that he was an alpha and shouldn't bottom. That it was a bad idea to do it without any lube or preparation or experience. His legs wrapped around the alpha in front of him and he pushed Todoroki closer, forcing their lengths to slide together as their combined smell filled his blood.
Todoroki blearily blinked down to where his hands where wrapped around Bakugou's hips and it took him a second to even grasp what was happening. The world was a blur, colors and sensations melding together like he was looking through a window dripping with rain.
Bakugou's body was unbearably tight and gripped him like a vice as the head of Todoroki's dick slowly pushed into him. The muscle clenched down on the intrusion and Todoroki moaned, biting his lip, as the action did nothing to push him out and instead only felt amazing. Bakugou was crying, sobs coming out between broken moans as precome was forced out of his dick with every thrust. It dribbled down his length and then back to where he was being pounded into. Todoroki's hands tightened on Bakugou's hips and he pulled the blond back onto him, watching the alpha's too-small entrance struggle desperately to accommodate his length.
He drew his dick out half way and then pushed forward, burying the entire thing inside of his mate. The blond yelled, nails clawing at the floor, as a jet of come was punched out of him. His body convulsed and Todoroki held him down by the neck as he continued his movements. Coming made the Bakugou's tense body slightly more pliant and when Todoroki shoved his dick in again, the tip hit the back of the smaller's alpha's channel and started burying itself even deeper inside. The beast in Todoroki's brain confused the sensation with the opening to an omega's womb and started trying to force itself inside. Rational thoughts had left them both long ago and he didn't even find anything strange about thinking of Bakugou as an omega.
Bakugou seethed and his claws scrambled at the floor but he didn't talk, didn't say no. Not that either of them were able to talk right then with the most base parts of their brains in control. It was all moans, gasps, and growls.
Todoroki panted and draped his body completely over the other to get as deep as possible as he kissed up Bakugou's neck, lapping at his salty and fevered skin. The new tightness was too much and he came, spilling his release into the other alpha's body like a flood but there was nowhere for the come to be stored so it shot up the other's intestines and then spurted out around Todoroki's dick when he fucked in and out of the mess, only drawing out an inch before pushing back in and releasing another wave of come from his knot. Todoroki kept coming for five minutes and would have kept going but Bakugou's stomach was so filled that Todoroki found the control to pull out before he actually broke the blond for real.
Todoroki drew out and Bakugou's once clenched entrance gaped at him obscenely, letting him see exactly how full of Todoroki's come he was. He would have had even more if I'd knotted him, his alpha thought regretfully and Todoroki shoved the thought away because that would have broken the other for sure. His knot was still large and refusing to go down but he ignored it as he brought his hand down to comfortingly rub Bakugou's distended stomach.
The other alpha whimpered at the touch but seemed to calm a little, rolling onto his side as his hands blindly reached out for Todoroki. The alpha obliged and curled around the blond protectively, emitting enough my mate, stay away pheromones to clear a small forest as they curled together on the cold floor.
A flickering glow bathed Izuku's face as he stared at the video playing on one of the many monitors stacked together on the desk. He'd been working for hours after his meeting with Dabi, programming at his desk so long he couldn't feel his fingers anymore. His eyes were tired, squinted near-shut, and he could feel the eye bags already forming but he snapped back to full awareness when his eye caught movement happening on the top right screen. Both of the alphas had passed out after he'd left but it seemed like they'd just woken up again. He watched them somewhat idly as he compiled his code again and waited for the linter to spit out any errors.
His eyes widened as the two alphas turned to face each other in the dim room, hands immediately tangling in each other's hair as their mouths slid together. A strange flush rose up to Izuku's cheeks and he snapped his eyes away, berating himself. Before he'd had to keep an eye on them because there had been a very real possibility of them murdering each other and he'd had to be on watch to make sure he could put an end to it if he needed to. Now he had no excuse for watching.
He turned back to his code, trying to will himself to focus again, but his eyes kept straying back to the two alphas on screen. It was captivating, in a way. He'd never seen two alphas so close to each other without it being an absolute bloodbath. They were rough with each other but it didn't look all painful. If anything, there was an undeniable care with the way they handled each other, even if their claws were out and their eyes looked deadly. Todoroki held Bakugou down but it looked less like it was forced and more like it was protective, like he wanted to shield the boy under him.
Izuku slammed his laptop shut as his dick took an undeniable interest and he brought his hands to his face, dragging them down like that would wipe the blush from off of his cheeks. He couldn't turn off the camera footage in case they actually hurt each other during their ruts but he also couldn't monitor them either because apparently he had a thing for soft-spoken alphas with red and white hair.
People always said that alphas having sex together looked like a car crash and in a way that was true; it was almost impossible to look away. At the same time though, where he'd expected a loveless frenzy of teeth and blood and degradation, the two alphas looked so raw and open with their lust that it circled back around to looking innocent and guileless.
A faint moan played across the low volume speaker from the monitor and he felt his dick twitch against the inside of his pants, his boxers feeling too damp as slick started soaking through the fabric.
Fuck.
So maybe he hadn't gotten off in a while, but he hadn't expected his body to react like, well, this. It was hard to get in the mood when he was normally talking to abused omegas all day and planning heists to get those sold to sex rings away from their captors.
He clamped his eyes shut as another moan hit his ears, static-y and breathy and desperate. A curl of arousal unspun in his stomach and he grit his teeth as he—despite his better judgement—pushed a hand into his pants, wrapping his small fingers around his dick as he kneeled on the ground, trying his best to pretend like he wasn't getting off on the sounds of two alphas having sex. An image of their cut lips hastily pressing together, Bakugou's tongue slipping unabashedly into Todoroki's mouth flickered to life behind his closed eyes.
A few pumps was all it took. Come splashed into his palm and he squeezed his eyes shut as he panted through the aftermath. With a furl of disgust, he pulled his dirtied hand out from his boxers and watched the milky liquid slip down his wrist before he pulled off his sweater and wiped it on that.
They're just alphas. Don't let them get to you. He cast a glance back at the monitors and noted that the two alphas had finished too and were curled up together, hands and legs wrapped around the other, sound asleep. Their faces were still flushed with rut and exertion, their bodies raked with claw marks and hickies, but somehow they looked soft like that. Izuku scrunched his nose as memories of other alphas flickered through his mind. Big alphas with sharp eyes and large hands and wicked smiles. Alphas who acted more like weapons than people. Alphas who looked dangerous even in sleep, like their eyes would snap open at the tiniest sound.
The omega shook his head free of the thoughts and pulled out his mattress from under the desk. Kaminari always got on his case about how he shouldn't sleep where he worked but he had to be near to his computers in case anything happened. He curled the various blankets and pillows around him—the shoddiest nest in existence—and forced his brain to go blank as he lay down.
He slept fitfully, as he always did, awoken by memories of shadows grabbing for him and teeth that looked too big.
When he woke up in the morning he made sure that both of the alphas were still sleeping before he quietly walked down to the holding cells and left them food, blankets, and a package of suppressants.
He wasn't a good person, but he wasn't an alpha either.