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HENLEY

Holy shit. I wasn’t planning on cutting off the guy with the pink hair as he tried to make his escape, but I can’t help myself. Large cornflower blue eyes look up at me, his cheeks flushed with either embarrassment or anxiety. I’m not quite sure yet, but I’ll enjoy every moment as I find out. My teeth sink into the flesh of my bottom lip as I listen to him apologize and stutter.

He’s really cute. I don’t really find myself pulled to people, since I usually would much rather pull them apart like the wings on a butterfly instead. Finding out what makes them tick and then destroying them is typically more enjoyable. Hmm, even his nose is adorable.

It’s distracting.

“Stop apologizing,” I command, brows drawing down for a moment as I raise my hand to draw the barrage of words to an end. “Why haven’t I met you before? I know everyone.”

Okay, that’s an exaggeration. It’s the week before school officially starts, and the freshmen are fresh meat. I don’t know everyone yet, but I have profiles drawn up on many of them. I don’t recall having anything on him, which makes him an enigma.

I don’t like wild cards. I need to find out more about him.

Is he a beta? He smells like one, but he looks almost too delicate to be one.

“I’m new, and was accepted late,” he says before pressing his lips together to stop from talking. Cute. Usually I’d be all for not babbling and making a fool of himself, but I need more. I’m too intrigued to be happy with what he’s given me so far.

“What are you?” I ask, leaning in to sniff him. I know it’s rude, I just don’t give enough shits to care what people think.

“I’m a beta… Are you seriously smelling me right now?” he gasps.

“You smell good,” I say, because there’s a small hint of something that I like, but can’t place. I don’t give a fuck about what people think. I don’t want him to run again, so I’ll try to dial it down a little. For now. “Why are you leaving? You really should stay.”

“I… don’t want to start anything,” he says vaguely, chewing on his lip. Instead of finding him less intriguing, I decide right then and there to be his new shadow.

Reaching out, I surprise him as I pull his tortured lip away from his teeth. “This is my house, and nothing happens that I don’t know about,” I tell him proudly. “You’ll be safe tonight to stay and party.”

It’s the truth. My pack members, while dangerous as a whole, won’t fuck someone up at a party unless they're offended. I don’t see this adorable beta getting pulled into their orbit unless I put him there. The jury is still out on if I will or not. It really all depends on if he’s hiding something from me. There’s something about him that I just can’t place.

Fuck, it’s going to bug me… First, I need to get some information before I decide to play God.

“So since I don’t know you yet, I think you should tell me about yourself. Maybe starting with your name? It’s a little awkward to continue calling you the cute pink-haired beta in my head, don’t you think?” I keep the question teasing as I turn him around and begin to lead him back to the party. His messy pink hair looks as if he’s been running his fingers through it.

Is he stressed? I noticed some anxiety and shyness when I first saw him, is that why he’s fucking with his hair?

“Camden,” the little beta says immediately.

“I’m Henley, but my friends call me Lee,” I tell him. I’ll let him call me Lee until I can decide if he’s a spy. It also gives him the veneer of familiarity, which is often where people fuck up and give away too much. Because of who our dads are, everyone is a potential enemy. I can never be too careful. It’s my job to keep us all protected.

That’s why information is power. I’m in charge of getting it, guarding it, and deciding when to use it. I take my job very seriously, which is why I’m going to need to learn everything I can about Camden.

And then I’ll dig some more on my own.

“Oh, okay,” Camden says, shooting me a weird look. I noticed that he was speaking to Jamie earlier, maybe he warned him about us.

Asshole. The alpha he spoke to earlier is a football player that’s on the team with Brooks. The only reason we tolerate him is because of his father’s connections. I really dislike him though.

This will take some finessing. It’s better when my target doesn’t know I’m the predator in this scenario. I’m very intense on a good day, maybe I can try flirting with him to help him relax a bit with me.

“Which means you should call me Lee,” I tease him, throwing my arm over his shoulders as I lead him inside. I force my body to stay languid and loose as it brushes against him. My cock is showing interest which is another black mark against him, because it means my obsession will get twisted quickly. Poor little beta. “Let’s get you a drink.”

It takes a while to get him to relax, but a sip or two of his drink helps. I don’t typically drink at these things, however I break my own rule for once. Not drinking with him would be odd. I’m already someone he’s not sure if he should trust.

“What are you majoring in?” I ask him as I take another sip of my drink. It’s loud in the house, and I’m already thinking longingly about my closed off security room. At least it’s sound proofed. I can watch all the shit people do from the comforting silence of my secret room.

I joked that Camden may be a spy, but I fit that description pretty well.

“Business with a minor in communications,” he says with a small smile. “I want to find a way to be able to make a difference. I’m hoping I’ll be able to decide what direction I want to take as I attend classes.”

“That’s noble,” I state, amusement clear in my voice. “I’m a little jaded in my view of people. I’m going to count on you to prove me wrong, Camden.”

“I don’t think the world is black and white,” he says. “You have to decide what shade of grey works best for you, and then work your ass off to make it even better.”

“Philosophical when you drink, I see,” I tease him, enjoying his shy smile as he shrugs. “That’s an interesting idea, I just unfortunately see a lot of shitty people.”

“You need new friends,” he says, hiccuping as he blushes.

“I only surround myself with the best of people,” I tell him, smirking. “I don’t usually do this, but–”

“Camden!” a voice roars, forcing me to wipe the annoyance that wants to blanket my features. No one should ever interrupt me during a fact finding mission.

Would it be noticeable if I dragged Camden into another room?

Jamie bounds across the room like an over excited golden retriever, eager to fuck up my day.

Swallowing down every word I want to say tastes sour in my mouth as I watch him pull Camden into his arms. I’m jealous that he flushes for Jamie the way he did for me.

Is he just a little cock tease? My heart pounds as I think about treating him the way little cock whores should be treated: on their knees as they submit to me.

Maybe the guys will like him too. They’re the only ones I like to share my toys with, after all.

“Jamie,” I say coolly, taking a sip of my now warm beer. Fuck, this stuff tastes like shit. If I’m going to drink, it should at least not taste like piss.

“I thought you didn’t like parties,” he says. “You’re like a vampire, hiding away from the world.”

“I don’t think that’s how it works,” I say, rolling my eyes. “It’s dark out, so I’m exactly where I should be. Maybe you shouldn’t work your tiny brain so hard. Besides, you’re interrupting me and being rude. I was having a conversation with Camden here.”

“Eh, snooze you lose,” Jamie says. “I’m here now, and he’s my best friend. I’m stealing him away to dance. He’s all mine. Can you shake your money maker, Camden?”

“Ah, yeah, I think so? Haven’t done much dancing before.” he says, a laugh bubbling up. “I could give it a shot.”

How much did he have to drink? Ugh, I’m going to have to keep an eye on him when I go to my room. I hate feeling responsible for people I barely know. The darkness inside of me is spreading, encouraging me to stalk Camden under the pretense of keeping the beta safe.

My dad threw the towel in on therapy when he realized how much of an asset my obsessions were. They get results, which is the only thing that should matter.

“Do you think it's a good idea to be drinking anymore?” I ask Camden, gesturing toward the cup as he downs what’s left.

“No offense, but you’re not my daddy,” the little beta says with a self-assured smirk.

Is he playing me? Is that what this has been all about?

“See, Henley?” Jamie says with a laugh, grabbing more alcohol to fill up Camden’s cup. “Drink up, Camden, we’re going to have more fun than you will with this boring guy. I can’t wait to show you a good time, show you the ropes on campus. I don’t think you’re his type, Henley. You’re a little too intense. Besides, the big dick energy isn’t something the little beta likes. He’s here to have fun. You’d rip him to shreds.”

“Please don’t puke in my house,” I sigh as Jamie drags him to the dance floor while Camden flushes as he looks over his shoulder before taking one more sip of his drink.

What did Jamie pour for him? There was straight alcohol, which means it’s strong. I’m trying to decide if Camden is willfully playing with me, or if he’s following along with what the asshole football player is feeding him.

Camden makes a face at the cup, and I sigh. I’m sure Jamie did a shit job of making it. He’s such a small insect, now caught in my web. I don’t like people taking my toys from me. I especially hate when people expose how different I am. I make it a point to be good at everything. I’m in every important club so I can rule the school. I help keep my pack safe.

My shoulders are beginning to tense, ruining my illusion that I’m having a good time. I’m getting pissed off, struggling not to growl under my breath now that I’m not getting my way.

I watch as Camden throws the rest of his drink in the garbage, beginning to move his hips to the music. Jamie grins as he watches, pulling him closer as they dance around each other. My cock is so hard it physically aches as I watch them grinding on each other, and my teeth almost crack from the pressure I’m putting on them.

I don’t understand why I’m feeling this way. I imagine the way Jamie’s head would look if I threw him through a window, immediately discarding the idea because he has to play in this football season. Sometimes it sucks knowing so much about every nuance of this school.

My psychotic tendencies are asking to be released, but I force myself to rein them in for now. My obsession is triggering, the need to destroy and manipulate growing in a way that I don’t want to pull back from. I want to wreck Camden both emotionally and physically because I can’t touch Jamie. He’s too important, but the little beta isn’t. He’s no one. I want to bring him to my pack, break him, all because he didn’t stay with me. It doesn’t take much to offend me, which is why so many people at this school bow down to my alphas and I.

My blood pressure is rising, the voices that drive my actions getting louder, telling me I need to bring this to my pack.

Every one of my movements needs to be carefully considered, because I can’t afford to make a mistake. That means I need to go before I overreact in public, to a beta I just met.

And that’s the issue, isn’t it? Walking away, I open the side door that’ll take me away from the noise of the party. There’s a secret entrance to my office down this way, which is impossible to find unless you know what you’re looking for. The only people who know how to get to it are my pack mates, my best friends, the guys who depend on me to know about everything that could possibly hurt us.

I think Camden only appears to be innocent. So many sheep in wolf's clothing look like this, and then they fuck you over with a rusty poker. I’ve had my tetanus shot, but I still take my precautions. This is no different.

It’s time to figure out everything about this guy.

The wall in front of me looks as if it's a dead end. It’s a solid hunter green, with recessed squares for decoration. The right one depresses further when you push it off center. Smirking, I watch as the wall opens inward, allowing me to walk into my room.

Closing the door behind me carefully, I enjoy the automatic lights as they turn on around me, illuminating the giant bulletin board where I have photos of people I’m keeping an eye on. Some of them are simply people who cut me off while I was on the way to get coffee, while others are people who could potentially create issues for us.

Teachers, students, and even an assistant dean line the bulletin board. Now, it appears that a beta who blushes for everyone like a little cock tease will also make his way on it. Adjusting my pants, I grunt in annoyance as I pull out my chair in front of my bank of computers.

I’m a paranoid beta. Our entire house is wired for both visual and audio purposes, so I can see what’s happening anywhere in the house. The parties are something we hold regularly for a variety of reasons, even though I hate them. Status, information, and revenge are all the reasons we invite people to our home, interrupting the silence I crave.

Brooks has the rookies on the football team picking up the trash in the morning, because they think he’s a God. The idea is preposterous, but I allow it to be entertained since he gets the job done.

I really am a saint in many ways, even though my halo is bent and crooked. My life is a carefully crafted one, where every action has a purpose. Fucking is the only thing I do for my pleasure.

A few keystrokes help me pan through the many video cameras in the house until I have eyes on Camden. He’s still dancing and laughing with Jamie, making me growl in disgust. What is it about this guy that makes alphas drool over him?

Ah man, did he really have to take his shirt off?

Biting my fist, I groan as I gaze at all of the muscles on display. Is that… an eight pack? I swear, I didn’t think he had that while his shirt was on. My pants are too tight as I shift uncomfortably in my seat. This is all his fault.

Grumbling to myself, I leave the video running on one of my screens while I continue to look for information on another. My discipline is the only thing stopping me from pulling my cock out and stroking it to release some of the pressure I’m feeling. Instead, my focus is now on the bank of computer monitors in front of me. This is why I splurged for all the equipment in this room while we were looking for houses. Dad even agreed to my secret room when I explained it was so I could get work done without being disturbed.

The man didn’t even blink an eye about all of the other places I could study or work. Dad could give me a hard time for being the way I am, and I appreciate that he doesn’t. I’m completely accepted by him for my sexuality, my brain, and my obsessions. The only thing I wish that he would be more accepting of is my beta designation.

All he asks is that I don’t end up in jail. I think that’s a pretty decent request, honestly.

Pulling up Camden’s records is child’s play now that I have his first name, and I quickly am able to print a photo of him on my printer. Camden Parker. Such an innocuous name for someone that is making my cock hard and intriguing me. Cutting it to the perfect size, ensuring the edges are even with my paper cutter, I rise from my chair to pin it to my bulletin board. My chest feels tight as I glare at it, and it’s simply another mark against him.

Strike three, little beta. It may not feel like a lot, but I can feel in my bones that there’s something not right with this guy. My instincts to protect my pack are pushing at me, which is the last nail in his coffin after Jamie insulted me. It never takes very much, but my pride is a bit hurt after Jamie’s words. It’s time to do a little digging and call in my pack.

Ten minutes later, I have the basics dug up on Camden. His last name, Parker, doesn’t ring any bells as I read his bio, and that he went to high school just outside of Chicago. A lot of people choose Crown Well to go to college because of its prestigious status. It’s not a big surprise that he’s fairly local.

Pulling out my phone, I use the group chat to summon them to my room. They never ignore my messages, even when they’re out getting shit faced, because I only use my power when necessary. Thankfully, Brooks is playing beer pong with a few of his football buddies and River is scaring a few of the freshmen with his glares.

Same shit, different day.

Me:

I have a new toy to play with. I’m in my usual spot.

River:

The King is watching over the peasants. I’m getting tired of making the freshmen piss themselves, anyway. I need something new to do.

My lips curve viciously because I think he’ll enjoy fucking with Camden. My alphas are bored, so I will gladly give them someone to entertain themselves with. However small, the slight smarts, and now that my curiosity is piqued, the little beta isn’t safe. Brooks checks his phone next, rolling his eyes up at the nearest video camera. Chuckling, I watch as his fingers fly over the screen before he flips off the camera by rubbing his middle finger over his eyebrow.

God, he’s such an asshole. A hot one, but that’s beside the point.

Brooks:

I’m coming because I want to, not because you commanded me to.

Rolling my eyes, I ignore him as I go over the details I’ve gathered so far. I have Camden’s class schedule, and I went so far as to rearrange it by hacking into the back office of the school. It was too easy, but this way one of us will be in a few of his classes.

Camden will be dreaming of our faces, due to seeing them so much. It’s satisfying to know that my obsession will lead to the beta becoming our favorite little cum dumpster.

“Alright, what do you have for me?” River asks, walking into the room. Brooks follows closely behind, his eyes already searching for a new face on my bulletin board. He knows the drill.

Camden’s photo is printed in color, his pink hair bright against the other photos, begging for attention the way his real life self does.

I’m going to make sure he gets it, too.

“Oh, he’s cute,” Brooks purrs, moving over to pull his photo off the board. A corner of it tears, making me wince. Fuck. I’ll need to print a new one. I had it perfect. “Shit, sorry, Lee.”

“It’s fine,” I grunt. “I’ll fix it. Look, we have a new student, and I think there’s something off about him. His records are clean, almost boring. His name is Camden Parker.”

“Your instincts are never wrong,” River reminds me. “If there’s something up, it means we need to follow that little beta to sniff out what’s up.”

“That’s one of the problems!” I explode, annoyed. “He has almost no scent, yet my cock has been rock hard since I met him. My dick is usually very well behaved.”

Brooks chuckles darkly, making me groan as my faint arousal fills the air. “I’ll attempt to not make things harder for you,” he says, winking. “You’re right though, I don’t think I can remember you even being interested in anyone that isn’t us. Are you saying you want to help us play with the beta?”

“He’s a damn tease,” I mutter. “Camden flirted a little with me, and then abandoned me to dance and grind on Jamie. The football asshole informed me the little beta couldn’t possibly be interested.”

Brooks' playful attitude evaporates as his brows draw down. His deep blue eyes are intense as he growls, “Show me. You know I hate that fucker. Any fuck toy of Jamie’s is worth taking from him.”

“How far are we taking this, boys?” River asks, leaning against the wall as I turn and show them the footage from earlier. The house is large enough that neither of them saw the spectacle they put on.

“Camden can move,” Brooks says, moving closer until he’s leaning over me to stare at the screen.

“He took his shirt off and I nearly swallowed my tongue,” I confess. “I think we should take it far enough to uncover all of his secrets while enjoying his body and all of his tight holes. I want to see how far he bends for us, and then we can see how much fun it is to break him.”

“Fuck, he does have a great body,” River says as he watches the recording of Camden dancing. “He’d make a killing as a dancer. Damn, why is he even at Crown Well, anyway?”

The idea of him dancing for anyone else makes me insanely jealous. I can’t even attempt to pull back my crazy, and I don’t really want to either.

“He wants to get a business degree with a minor in communications,” I explain. “Camden seems to think that he can change the world.”

“The world is what it is,” Brooks says, shrugging. We are pessimistic bastards, because he’s right. There’s no changing this fucked up place called life. Trying is noble, but impossible. People will always be shitty. “I think we should teach him it’s important to stay in your own lane. It’s dangerous to want more than is possible.”

“I bet he sucks cock like a Hoover,” River murmurs, adjusting his cock in his pants.

“So we’re in agreement? Camden is going to get a very different welcome than most students at Crown Well?” I ask, wanting to make sure we’re all on the same page.

“I’m in. Shit around here is already getting boring and school hasn't even started yet. I so love a good game, ” Brooks says with a nod, picking up Camden’s class schedule. “Did you already mess with his classes?”

“I just moved them so they’d be the same times as some of the ones we already have,” I acknowledge. “It was nothing.”

River squeezes my shoulder, shaking his head. “You know you’re good at this techy shit,” he says. “I bet you already searched for everything you could find and found holes in it, right?”

“Yeah, no one has this clean of a record,” I say. “There’s no evidence of a single traffic violation or record of a detention. I’m telling you, he’s hiding something.”

“Then it’s our mission to bring the truth to light,” River says with a wicked grin. “I can’t wait to watch the light in his eyes dim when he realizes how fucked he is. And hey, I bet he looks just as hot on his knees sucking my cock like a good boy, as he does on a dance floor.”

Groaning, I turn my chair to face him and open my pants, tired of suffering.

“Show me what that would look like,” I demand, stroking my cock. “Drop to your knees and suck my soul from my body, so I’ll stop thinking of the little cock tease, River.”

Smirking, he drops to his knees for me easily. To the outside world, everything is a transaction, and we fight for what we deserve. Here in private? We’re equals.

Opening his mouth, he sticks his tongue out as he licks up my shaft, moaning at the salty taste. Sucking hard on the crown of my dick, River swallows me down whole, making my back bow as I yell out.

“The little beta makes you hot, doesn’t he?” Brooks murmurs, pulling my bleach blonde hair back to devour my lips.

River squeezes my balls with his hand, making my hips jerk up as I moan. My best friend and lover has no damn gag reflex as he pushes himself to swallow me down deeper.

“Watch how well River sucks your cock,” Brooks groans, forcing my head forward to watch. “I love the way his throat bulges from how fat and thick your cock is. Damn, what a sight he is.”

“Fuck, I’m close,” I gasp. It’s embarrassing how worked up I am, but they’ll never judge me. Brooks merely strokes his cock in his jeans, whispering filthy fucking things in my ear as River dickmatizes me with his hot mouth and tight throat.

“Camden probably has a lot of experience sucking dick as a cock tease, don’t you think?” Brooks asks. “Or maybe, he’s an innocent who needs to be broken in?”

“He blushes when he’s flirting,” I grunt, eyes rolling as River drags his tongue up the underside of my dick . “Ah, fuck me! Such a dirty fucking little slut. Don’t stop.”

“He won’t stop,” Brooks reassures me, his hand ghosting over River’s head before he pushes him further down my cock. “Now back to the pink-haired cum slut. We’ll teach him how we each like our dicks sucked, ruin him so no one else will be enough. Camden will crawl to us because he’ll crave the taste of our cum. Would you like that?”

“Fuck, yes,” I gasp, my fingers curling as my back spasms. My hips are fucking up into River’s throat, and I’m mindlessly seeking my release. “Every time we walk into a room, he’ll look for our attention.”

“More than that, he’ll ask himself why he wants it and hate himself for it,” Brooks purrs in the shell of my ear, biting down on it as I groan. The small room mixes with our familiar scents of coffee, chamomile, and smoke, reminding me that these guys are my pack and family. “Camden will be putty in our very hands, and we’ll find out every one of his deepest darkest secrets, won’t we, baby?”

My fingers tangle in River’s hair as I lose the last semblance of control; I’ll be able to pull it back once I cum. It’s best that Camden is a beta so we won’t completely lose ourselves to our fucked up games. If he were an omega, he wouldn’t stand a chance with my alphas.

“Yes,” I groan, my eyes locked on the drool beginning to run down the corner of River’s mouth. Shuddering, the vision is too much as I roar, releasing ropes of cum down River’s throat. Swallowing as fast as he can, he still chokes from the force of my cum shooting out of my cock. My vision blackens as I imagine cumming all over the mysterious little beta... The very idea of it makes me shudder so hard, I almost pass out.

“Feel better?” Brooks asks, smirking as I start to come back to myself, breathing hard. River sits back as he opens his mouth, showing off the streaks of cum still on his tongue.

“I think I am, but River seems to need some help swallowing the rest of his dessert,” I say, putting my cock away.

Brooks stalks over, kissing him hard as his tongue swipes and sucks River’s to gather up every drop, grinning in victory as he raises his head. It’s doing nothing to keep my dick down, but it never is for long around these two. They accept my depravity and darkness, following me right down the road to hell.

“Let’s break up the party and tell everyone to go home. I’m too excited to play cat and mouse with the beta to deal with people in our home,” he growls.

Grinning, I get up and follow my best friends, always willing to scare the shit out of people in exchange for a little peace.