Gods & Monsters

"Are you always this compliant with the Alphas in your life?"

Harry's face snapped in his direction and walked towards him, the Alpha remained still refusing to cower beneath the intoxicating magic and power around the Omega, their robes caressed each other, their breaths entangling with one another, his scent forcing his Alpha to suppress his urge to throw this pretty Omega against the wall before sinking his teeth into his neck. Tom already knew this was way past proper social niceties.

"I am an Omega but my teeth are sharp enough to tear throats," He smiled, his hand resting on Tom's shoulder, "you would not want the Slytherin line to die with you over misogyny, do you?"

Tom did not realise that the Potter's Autumnal Ball would introduce him to his Omega and everyone knew how possessive he was with his belongings.