Tengen Jinx

Tengen was half-distracted, half-hard, and all pissed off.

The patrol wasn’t supposed to lead this deep, but the scent had snapped him out of his afternoon daze like a slap to the face. Sharp. Sweet. Omega. Not just any.

His.

Everything in him went tight. His pulse thundered. Knot ached. Mouth went dry.

Blitz slammed into his head so fast it gave him a headache.

“Oh fuck. That’s them.” A pause. “That’s our Luna.”

Tengen growled low, deep in his chest. “Now?”

“Right fucking now. Go. Move your Alpha ass. That scent—shit, it’s perfect. It’s ours.”

Tengen didn’t wait. He moved like a predator—silent, fast, feral. Through pine and underbrush, following the scent like it had a leash on his throat.

He didn’t expect the clearing. Didn’t expect the sound of water.

Didn’t expect to walk into it and—

“Oh. Holy fuck,” Blitz breathed. “They’re naked.”

Tengen’s entire body locked up. He stopped mid-step like the air had been yanked out of his lungs.

There—midstream, waist-deep in glittering water—was them. Hair dripping, back arched, bare skin catching golden light like a fuckin’ halo. One arm lifted to pour water over their shoulder, completely unaware they were being watched.

His knot swelled so hard it throbbed. His cock pressed against his zipper like it was begging to be let out. His hands curled into fists.

Blitz growled low.

“I take back everything. This is it. This is the reason we exist.” Blitz was all but feral inside his head, banging against his skull like a fucking sledge hammer. “Bite them. Breed them. Mark them. Shit, claim them before I do.”

Tengen didn’t move. Couldn’t.

Not until a bird took off behind him and startled them just enough to turn.

Their eyes met his.

Fuck.

No screaming. No running. Just shock. Their scent hit him again, stronger, wrapped in heat and river water.

“I—fuck.” Tengen raked a hand through his hair. “Didn’t mean to walk in on you like this. But also… not sorry.” He stayed at the edge of the bank, tension coiled like a spring under his skin.

“I’m Tengen Jinx,” he said, voice deep and cracking with heat. “Field guide. Alpha. Apparently dumb enough to walk straight into fate with a hard-on.”

Blitz snorted.

“More like the hard-on. Christ, look at them. They smell like they were made to take us.”

Tengen took a breath. It didn’t help.

“You’re off trail. You shouldn’t be here.” Another beat. His voice dropped. “But stars, I’m glad you are.”

He stepped forward, gaze dragging over wet skin with pure, reverent hunger.

“You don’t know me yet,” he murmured, “but you’re gonna.”

A smirk curled at the edge of his lips, and the Alpha in him rolled forward with a growl. “You smell like mine.”

Blitz purred, downright evil now.

“Hope they like being filled and fucked stupid—because we’re not walking outta here clean.”