Chapter 13

Allie wanted a distraction. The best way to do that was to blend in the noisy crowd and pretend to be one of them. Also, have a drink or two. It always calmed her down, so there's that. She was tired of playing the indifferent beta. So when she found out about the omega bar closer to the university, she jumped at the opportunity.

Leaning against the bar, she's closer to the dance floor than she thought.

So focused on her self pity, the omega wasn't ready when a stranger pushed her and rushed off down the bar in a hurry. Allie stumbled straight into someone behind her, bumping into the person hard enough that they had to catch her with one arm around her waist. The rough fingers digging into her skin made her nose flare.

"You absolute fucking-" She was seething under her breath, nose planted straight into the stranger's torso when the smell hit her. So familiar. Looking up, she noticed Nate staring down at her.

"That's not a nice way to treat someone who just saved you from meeting the floor face first." He teased said, voice still sounding amused somehow, and she slowly raised her head to see him smirk.

"It wasn't- I was just- this isn't- I-" She took a deep breath and hid her face once again against his torso, before reluctantly taking a step back. The omega tried to hide her face behind her loose hair by looking down, feeling her cheeks flaming hot under his stare. "Sorry, it was an accident."

"Are you falling for me by any chance?" He asked, voice cheeky, and it seemed Allie had somehow lost her usual witty charm because she could only look back up biting her lower lip nervously.

Nate seemed to falter at that, genuinely confused at the lack of her retort.

When he looked back, she was very red, and Allie realised how that must have looked. She straightened back up so quickly her vision blackened around the edge and turned back around.

"What are you doing here?"

She scoffed. "Same reason you are here."

"To celebrate?"

"No. To get drunk."

The Alpha seemed taken back by her honesty, his lips parted. Up close Allie noticed how handsome he was, curls sticking out and eyes glittering under the lights. Only if he weren't an Alpha hellhound things would have been perfect.

He pulled the nearest stool and plopped on it, a mischievous grin playing across his lips. "What are you waiting for then?"

Allie looked over his shoulder and spotted Chris. He was rather busy with what appeared to be an omega swinging down the pole. Oh. Rachel would be so disappointed if she found out. Shaking her head, she blinked at the Alpha in front of her.

"What about your friend?"

"What about him?"

"You both came together. Are you just going to ditch him like that?"

"Eh, he'll manage" Nate grinned. "Let's talk about your plan."

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Hours seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, and before they both knew it, they were warm, happy and drunk.

"I'm so drunk," Allie giggled, cheeks flushed and lips bitten red.

The Alpha chuckled, wrapping his fingers around her hand and tugging close. The whiskey was thick on her tongue, and she felt become pliant and boneless, going easily where he pulled her.

"Maybe it's time we get out then, yeah?" Nate suggested softly, voice hoarse from the laughing and yelling and drinking that they'd been doing for half of the night.

The omega shrugged, giggling again. "Maybe."

People were still dancing around them, awful loud music blaring through the speakers and drinks being poured relentlessly. However, Allie couldn't focus on any of that; her eyes gawking the Alpha sitting in front of her.

Nate helped her stand back on her feet, wrapping his blazer jacket around her. Her eyes rolled back at the intoxicating scent.

"Why thank you, good sir," She laughed, tucking it impossibly tighter around her frame.

The Alpha fondly rolled his eyes. "Ready to go back?"

Allie hummed, rocking forward on the balls of her feet as Nates thumbs brushed across the peaks of her cheekbones. She leaned into it, unable to contain her whiskey coated smile. "Ready when you are, Alpha."

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They booked a cab, both tipsy to even locate the keys of their car or walk. Chris was lost somewhere in that crowd. It was all him. Alright.

Once they were dropped in front of the dorm room, Allie stumbled, trying to hold her ground. She wasn't able to walk in those ridiculous heels, bumping into her own feet. It was annoying.

"Let me help you with that" The Alpha quietly whispered into the night.

It was too late for Allie to realise what the Alpha meant as she's lifted off the ground and into his arm, like a lump of sack thrown over his shoulders. A loud shriek escaped her shoulders as she flailed her arms, head spinning. "Nate! Let me go!"

"No," He said smugly, carrying her to the elevators with no hesitation. "Don't think I will."

"Nate" She laughed loudly, too tipsy to do anything else.

The omega wiggled the best that she could in his hold, not genuinely trying to escape from his grasp. Before she'd even realised it, they were back in his dorm room.

"Put me down!" She urged again through trickling laughter, her giggling fading as the Alpha finally put her down. The moment her feet met the floor, she felt the energy between them shift, and though it wasn't unwelcome, she wasn't sure that it was something that either of them had expected.

The smile had faded from his lips by this point, and without Allie even realising it, she'd been crowded against the wall, chest to chest with Nate.

"Is this—" He started shakily, letting out a ragged breath. His nervous hands settled on her hips, keeping her close. "Is this okay?"

"Yes," She breathed into space between them. Allie tilted her chin up, locking eyes with him.

His hand travelled up the length of her side until it reached her cheek, sweeping back and forth softly over her prominent cheekbones. She went up, wrapping her hand around his wrist. A ghost of a smile swept across Nates lips, his thumb brushing across the pink skin of her bottom lip.

Without waiting for a second longer, Nate surged forward to crash their lips together. It was like time both sped up and slowed down, both of their lips moving in sync.

"Not wasting any time, are you?" Allie huffed out a laugh in between their kiss.

Heat coiled in her belly as she felt his hand clutching at her waist, those rough fingers digging into her flesh. It was dangerous territory. Mixing in with hellhound no less. And an Alpha at that. The omega needed to push him off and get back to her place, but all those thoughts were quickly dissipating from trying to find the right word to describe how great it felt to be kissing the Nate Harper.

No wonder those betas blondes are ready to throw everything just to spend one night with the famous football Captain.

She let out a high noise of pleasure in the back of her throat, arms wrapping around him, digging into the mop of his thick silky hair. The omega could feel his lips shifting into a smile against her mouth, but she couldn't bring herself to care.

When Nates tongue slipped into her mouth, Allie could taste remnants of what she guessed were whiskey and the mint flavour mixed along the pleasure of his lips, making her alive with some sort of high.

"Nate—" She attempted to slur, eyes dropping back at the pleasure as Nate kicked the door shut behind them and grabbed her hips. He kneaded into the flesh, lifting her and encouraging Allie to wrap her legs around his waist.

The omega buried her face into his neck, her thoughts escaping once again as Nate pushed her against the wall, pulling their bodies flush against each other. And, oh—she could feel his hard-on through those jeans.

The knowledge caused breath stuck in her throat, face red.

Nate latched himself onto her neck, sucking a mark on the side that was sure to bruise later, but all Allie could do was tilt her head, a silent plea for more. His mouth moved languidly up and down the length of her neck, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

She felt his hips slowly begin to press against hers, a whine falling from her lips. Allie squirmed, so unbearably hot and blatantly horny that she wasn't sure she had control on her body anymore.

"Still," Nate muttered, nipping at her slender neck as he backed them into a wall. He pinned her there with his hands on her hips, rutting his crotch against her once again. "So good for me, baby."

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