1 Chapter 1: Drinks and Scents
The crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling in the main hall. It's glimmering stones shining down on the many shareholders, investors and wait staff at the Glory Prince Hotel. Once again the Blackthorn family spared no expense when it came to their lavish parties. The bustling rooms were filled with talks of contracts; the toasting of champagne to the years investments that had made the pockets of the, already, rich overflow.
The smoke of the imported cigars filling up smaller rooms on the main floor. Not to mention the exquisite women who accompanied their Husbands: boyfriends and benefactors to the largest party of the year.
The event was going off without a hitch. The lights shone down on the stage that became the epicenter of toasts and many thanks to their important guests.
The host of the evening: none other than David Blackthorn himself. First son and heir to the family's multimillion dollar fortune as well as CEO of their many companies around the world. His world was one of expensive cars and clothes; women falling to his every whim as well as the respect of the other Alpha men of his industry.
He was one of the youngest heirs. Living up the life of fortune at only thirty four.
His father had been hounding him for the last four years to choose an Omega for their line of sucession to continue.
There were many at his disposal. Many of which who only saw him as an easy in to an easy life. Carefree of the real world around them.
He was not one to turn down their beauty: however he was always firm with not settling down. Not marking a single Omega for himself. His freedom was far more important than a one night stand with some woman.
David leaned against one of the pillars that lead to one of the many gardens that the hotel tended to. Swirling the alcohol in the small glass he looked out at the quiet night sky. The party had become a bother.
He knocked back the drink in hand and set it on the white bricked ledge.
Wearing the family's standard black suit and red tie, he loosened his cufflinks.
Having come out for a smoke in peace; he reached into his right chest pocket when a high pitched voice rang out behind him.
"Oh David! There you are!"
He turned around and smiled as a young lady approached him.
She wore a tight fit black dress that came to her mid theighs. Her soft brown hair hung to her mid shoulders, curled, as her red lipstick shimmered against the lights shining out from the building.
"Sylviana Carleton: as I live an breathe. To what do I owe this pleasure?"
David extended his hand to her. Placing her own hand on his he lightly kissed the back of it.
"David you are always such a gentleman." She giggled.
"As you know: my father just opened another company of ours in France. Can you believe it?! France!" She went on to boast about her father extending her family's name.
David held a soft gaze as his smile Curved at the corners of his mouth. Listening intently.
Sylviana went on and on.
"So Dave." She seductively leaned closer to him: latching onto his arm and running her fingers up it.
"I was hoping you and I could celebrate?" She leaned in closer to him. The smell of her perfume lingered on his suit.
"Just like that time back in California? When you closed your final contract with the Newborn family?"
She fluttered her eyelashes at him. All the while slowly releasing her pheromones. Her advances were clear cut.
David let out a light chuckle. He pulled a gold card from his left pocket and handed it to her.
"Meet me in room 11 around midnight", He took his finger under her chin. He brought his lips close to hers but barely grazed them: sending a shiver throughout her body.
He walked away leaving her weak in the knees.
He rounded the side entrance of the main floor and let out a sharp sigh. The warm demeanor he gave the young lady had all vanished.
He reached for the cigarettes in his pocket once again.
Lighting it he took a long drag from it.
"What a fucking pain". He mumbled. Having no interest in Sylviana he still seized his chance to get some action during the event. David was not one to turn down a beautiful woman when they wanted him.
He threw the cig to the ground, Stepping on it with his black dress shoe. He fixed his suit and made himself presentable again.
He re-entered the party room. The way he held himself was impressive to say the least. All eyes were constantly on him when it came to the people around him. He held an aura of power.
He made his way past the party guests. Headed towards thr back of the in house venue.
Disaster struck.
Before David could react someone had plowed into him knocking him against a member of staff that was holding a tray of champagne. The drinks spilled onto his suit. Covering his white undershirt in a light beige color.
The waitress apologized over and over as she attempted to clean the mess off of him. As for the person who hit him: they were gone.
David calmed the waitress down before making his way to one of the bathrooms.
He took a look in the mirror at the damage.
He clicked his tongue.
"A couple thousand wasted." He shook his head.
An easy fix to some but for a rich man just another piece of clothing he could dispose of.
David decided on a change of clothes. The night was still young.
He made his way to another suite on the floor. Room 13. His personal closet for events.
Changing into another black suit he leaned into the mirror in the bathroom. Fixing his brown hair and styling it. He took out a bit of cologne and sprayed it on his neck. Checking himself out he was satisfied.
A light tap came from the suite door.
David answered it.
"Pardon me sir but I have a meal for you. Sent from a patron by the name of Perry North?" The man stepped to the side. There was a dome covered meal that had been prepared.
Perry was a close investor of the family: as well as a man with a high quality taste for food.
David had the staff member bring in the food and leave.
Opening the lid there was a steak as well as truffled potatoes and string beans. The food had also come with a bottle of fine wine.
The Alpha wasn't hungry. Instead he popped the top of the wine and poured it into a glass.
He swirled it for a moment before downing it.
He took out his phone sending his assistant a memo to thank Perry for the meal.
Leaving the room he made his way down the hall.
Taking a look at his watch he still had about an hour or so to meet Sylviana.
The hall was quiet. The suites were empty at this time: minus the stragglers from the party who turned in early for the night.
David had taken the long way back. He wasn't too thrilled about having to play host.
As he rounded a corner his hand shot out and steadied himself against the wall.
Placing a hand to his head he had started to become dizzy.
He shook his head.
"I need to lay off the wine at these things". He mumbled.
Standing back up he straightedge his suit and begun to walk again.
Not soon after the first, another dizzy spell hit him.
He held his forehead in his palm. The floor was moving and the room was starting to spin. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His senses were dulled.
He looked around him for a place to sit.
Then a small scent caught his attention. It cleared his mind enough to follow it.
It was sweet almost like candy. There was an open door to one of the hotel rooms. David had made his way over and stood in the doorway.
The room was filled with the delicious smell. Like it was calling to him.
With the lights off it was hard for him to see.
He could make out the figure of a person on the bed.
He shut the door behind him. The only light for the room was the sign of the hotel's name that shine through the window.
David approached the bed. It was as he thought: an Omega that was in heat.
The figure moved. Their thin body and slight curves could be made out in the dark.
Reaching out David could feel how soft their skin was. He couldn't help but release his own pheromones in the moment.
"You smell good..." the person on the bed whispered. They reached out and held their arms around David's neck. They were thin and soft.
David could feel himself getting aroused.He held the sides of the Omegas head and kissed them deeply. His tongue dancing with theirs. They tasted as sweet as they smelled.
Climbing into the bed the Alpha practically tore off his new suit.
Any plans of what David was supposed to be doing was out the window.
Forgetting about Sylviana. Forgetting about the party. David was prey to his instincts.
He ran his hand down the person's chest.
They were flat chested and somewhat chiseled.
He didn't care.
Leaning down he ran his tongue on their skin.
They let out a soft moan.
"I like the sound of her voice". David smirked as he continued.
He kissed and licked down towards the bellybutton.
The person shifted underneath him: holding their legs from under their knees.
"Please, just put it in?" They practically begged.
David didn't hesitate.
He grabbed a hold of his shaft. It was hard to concentrate where he was putting it.
He found the hole he was desperately searching for. It was already slicked and ready. He pushed in with one stroke.
With the dizziness he was feeling mixed with the combined pheromones in the room: David was in a high like state. Thrusting in and out of this Omega below him.
He leaned down capturing their mouth In his again. Both sets of moans filling the room with the slick sounds their bodies were making.
She felt so good to him. One of the best fucks he had in a while.
He was in pure bliss.
With it becoming harder to concentrate David began to black out.
The last thing that played out was a pair of lustful green eyes looking at him.
David groaned. His whole body was stiff. He was laying stomach down on one of the hotel beds. Nude; his suit had been slightly torn and tossed to the floor. His eyes slowly adjusting to the room. The curtains were drawn back letting in the full force of the sunlit morning.
He rubbed his temples as he sat up in the bed.
Looking around: he was alone.
He took another long look at the spot next to him on the bed.
Feeling it with his hand it was cold. It had been cold for quite a while.
He Scoffed..
Not used to having the other party run out on him after a good time.
Though he did begin to wonder if it was just a dream.
He tried thinking back but his mind was foggy. He began to think that he hallucinated the entire thing.
He rose up out of the bed: standing up. He stretched his arms up and out before proceeding to the bathroom.
He held the sides of the the sink as he ran the faucet.
He splashed the cold water on his face as he looked into the mirror.
His eyes widened slightly taking in the look of his body.
"Definitely wasn't a dream". He partially laughed as he turned his head to the left and to the right.
Red marks had popped up along his neck and chest.
"She must have been a feisty one." He smirked.
His smirk slowly faded as he leaned in closer. He took a look on the part of his neck between his shoulder. Teeth marks: plain as day. His shocked expression turned sour. He glared at the mark making sure he wasn't seeing an illusion.
"Did that bitch...mark me?" He questioned running his hand along the bruise.
Sure enough it was a mark. Not just any mark a mating mark.
David became furious.
He dug through his clothes and found his phone.
As expected so many missed calls and messages from the event that he ghosted.
He ignored them for now and called his assistant.
"Noah? Yes. I need you to pull up the camera footage from the event last night."
There was a pause.
" yes. ALL of the footage."
He peeked his head outside of the hotel room.
"Room 34. Yes. Yes. I want the renter of this room found."
"And Noah? Keep this on the down. I don't want anyone knowing."
David nodded his head listening and eventually hung up.
He took the phone in his hand and threw it across the room. The screen shattering.
"When I find her she is dead."
David knew that if an Omega had successfully marked him then that meant he had marked an Omega. An unknown Omega.
The thought made him angrier.
"I will track her to the ends of the earth if I have to".
