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  Relationship:
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  Character:
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      Beverly_Katz, Miggs, Garrett_Jacob_Hobbs, Bedelia_Du_Maurier
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      Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Alpha!hannibal, Omega!will, noMpreg,
      Kidnapping, Non-Consensual_Drug_Use, selling, Human_Trafficking,
      Betrayal, Revenge, Revenge_Sex, Murder
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      Published: 2015-08-04 Completed: 2017-07-27 Chapters: 11/11 Words: 26120
****** Slaughter House Cannibal ******
by dandelion_wishes
Summary
     "You know your tone is very rude." Growls the alpha as he exhales
     some smoke.
     "Well it's rude for someone to ask about your love life when they
     bump into you on the street. Even ruder not to apologize when it's
     their fault!" Will snarls before he remembers, he is not talking to
     some alpha from school.
     He finds himself slammed up against the wall by a very irritated
     large alpha caging him. Both his hands on either side of his head and
     his body close but not touching Will.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Chapter Summary
     "You know your tone is very rude." Growls the alpha as he exhales
     some smoke.
     "Well it's rude for someone to ask about your love life when they
     bump into you on the street. Even ruder not to apologize when it's
     their fault!" Will snarls before he remembers, he is not talking to
     some alpha from school.
     He finds himself slammed up against the wall by a very irritated
     large alpha caging him. Both his hands on either side of his head and
     his body close but not touching Will.
Hannibal walks out into the blinding afternoon light from Verger' s
Slaughterhouse, bar and grill. He strokes his salt and pepper beard as he
fishes in his leather jacket for a lighter and cigarette. Hannibal leans into
the door frame of the bar as he lights his vice with tattoo hands decked out
with a chunky sliver rings and a leather cuff on his tattoo forearm. A black t
shirt that proclaimed Just kill them all and let God sort  'em out pulls across
his muscular chest. Torn and worn jeans cover powerful thighs, Hannibal is the
apex alpha. He is the leader of the biker club the Stagmen. 
It is a criminal emprire to the local authorities,while those fortunate enough
to belong to this brotherhood, they simply live a  life by their own laws...
which is none. Hannibal likes making his own path with no laws. He is an alpha
to be feared and respected. Who wants  no complications or ties. He steps down
onto the sidewalk as he takes a drag off his cigarette when he suddenly is
pushed into the wall of the bar. 
An loud growl comes out of his chest as he stumbles before he gets his footing
back. He hands  goes into a fist ready to attack who ever has the stupidity to
start shit they shouldn't have. 
Hannibal hears an 'oh shit!', a muffled thump of a body hitting concrete and
sound of fluttering. When he looks down his sees a t shirt and jean clad omega
on his knees trying to gather brightly colored paper back into a pile. Dark
chocolate curls bob as slender fingers grab for errant papers, while a voice
grumbles " watch where you're going buddy!"
Hannibal's light eyebrows lift into his dirty blond bangs.  A sharp "what!?"
Passes his thin lips.
The boy looks up into the surprised and annoyed red eyes of a intimidating
alpha above him. The omega blue eyes, behind glass frames that slip down his
nose, widen as his full lips stop at the smart ass remark of people watching
where they've  stepped. Instead he swallows in embarrassment, blush tinges his
cheek and his eyes shift down, as he quickly lowers his head. A mumbled apology
crosses his lips as he quickly finishes picking up the flyers.
Instincts were a powerful guiding force, especially in alpha and omega
interactions. Will gulps his growing anger into the pit of his stomach becuase
he knew better than to argue with a strange biker, let alone a dangerous one.
The one standing over him was extremely dangerous. Will bearing his neck is
accidental when he had  looked up. Keeping it bared was instinctual, then
lowering it is a rebellion against his affiliation with his gender.
Hannibal continues watching the rude omega, enjoying the submissive kneel of
the other. It strokes all the right alpha buttons. He stoops to pick up a
flyer. He reads the  announcement of a band playing at the Slaughterhouse
tomorrow night. The omega doesn't look old enough to be allowed in a bar, let
alone in an alpha/beta bar. Omegas were only allowed in with a chaperone to
keep unwanted attention away but the whole situation usually devolves into a
brawl.
As Hannibal looks at the flyer, Will stands up shuffling the papers into a
manageable pile. He clears his throat as he looks at the tattoo on the biker' s
neck. He holds out his hand for the flyer. Hannibal smirks as he pulls the
flyer to his chest.
"What's your name kid?"
"Umm... Will." He shuffles from foot to foot with his hand still out waiting.
"Is your alpha in this band?"
Will drops his hand and turns his head rolling his eyes. "No. I am
the..um..singer. can I have the paper back..please?"
"Unusal for an omega as young as you in a band. What does your alpha think or
are you with a beta?"
"I am not with alpha or a beta. Plenty of omegas  are in a band, it's not the
19th century you know." Will crosses his arms looking at the alpha' s high
cheek bones. Every fucking alpha thought it was their duty..No right..to
question an omega. The omega seeths inside, fuming at the audacity of some
people.
"You know your tone is very rude." Growls the alpha as he exhales some smoke.
"Well it's rude for someone to ask about your love life when they bump into you
on the street. Even ruder not to apologize  when it's their fault!"  Will
snarls before he remembers, he is not talking to some alpha from school.
He finds himself slammed up against the wall by a very irritated large alpha
caging him. Both his hands on either side of his head and his body close but
not touching Will.
" You are spunky..with a lot of courage..but it makes you foolish. You can
 talk to alphas of your age that way but never..ever  to a full gown alpha. You
will find your self disciplined or worse. Do I make myself clear William?"
"Yes..Will." the omega nods his head and ducking it to his chest. His glasses
slip down to the end of his nose.
"What?" Growls the alpha
The omega looks at him through his long lashes. The blue eyes that peek over
the edge of his glasses, meet the other's red ones briefly. "my name is
Will..not William." He whispers
"Well that may be but I will call you William.Mine is Hannibal." Hannibal's
nose  pulls in Will's scent from the omega' s neck. The omega freezes as an
alpha actually touches his neck with his nose. 
The fun  thing about teenage male omega is no need for suppressants.
Suppressants are mainly for birth control and since male omega didn't usually
have children there was no need to use them. Teenage male omega's use heat
suppressants but they were taken a week before a heat. They use a beta cologne
to deter unwanted alpha attention. Luckily for the alpha scenting the frozen
omega, Will has sweat most of it off during the day. His natural freshand sweet
scent is there lurking underneath fear.
Hannibal's chest rumbles with appreciation which frightens and thrills Will. As
soon as he can,he is going to bolt l. He doesn't know why he told the others,
he can  put these flyers out alone. He is tired of being coddled until reality
catches up with him.
The boy whimpers and quickly brings his hand up to his mouth. His eyes widen in
embarrassment. Hannibal chuckles and moves in closer shushing the omega from
his protests. Will tries to back further into the wall. He closes his eyes
briefly and swallows. "Please..." He says taking in a deap breath to calm his
pounding heart. The raw alpha pheromones invades his senses. He finds his head
cloudy  as his body trembles into relaxeation.
Will knows he is in real trouble and he needs to leave immediately.  His father
is going to discipline if he find  out he is not at home. The omega and his
father have been fighting more than usual. Will can't wait to make his way to
college away from his miserable life. He hears a 'please what? 'whispered close
to his ear. He gives an involuntary shudder." I  needs to leave"the omega says.
" Please I need to go home" he twists his head away from the alpha's warm
breath on his neck.'No no.' reassures Hannibal, "no need to leave, William. "
Hannibal can take care of him. He pushes the terrified omega' s glasses back up
his nose with an index finger.
Will slides sideways scraping his hands that are pressed against the  brick
wall, as he slowly opens his eyes. Will sees an opening to run, when he finds
Hannibal's large hand is at the bottom of his neck. Will sniffles and whimpers
louder as his distress become a more pronounced. He blinks tears away from his
eyes too afraid to move.He wonders how he got here with a huge alpha' s  hand
on his neck. A subtle threat of violence that Will wishes would stop.
Hannibal moves his hand from the frighten omega' s neck to his jaw. A thumb
wipes away a tear while his hand twines itself into curls on Will's neck. He
needs to calm the omega down before he lets out an omega cry. Then unwanted
attention will come the biker' s way. He pushes out calming pheromones watching
the omega relax bit by bit. The alpha takes Will's glasses off his nose and
places them on his own head. He wants to see those eyes without an obsticale.
Hannibal sighs then take his lips and brushes an almost parental kiss to Will's
temple.The biker believes the rude omega has learned his lesson. He then steps
back away from the omega.
Will gasps as his eyes widen in fright, he is looking behind the biker. "What
the fuck is goin' on here?" Another alpha growls.
 Hannibal turns his head looking over his shoulder he sees an older alpha about
a couple inches shorter. He has curls like the omega but brown eyes.The alpha
smells like alcohol and motor oil. His hands and nails look permentaly stained
with the black grease. He has jeans and blue uniform shirt with the name Ed
Graham stitch in red.
Will looks at his father and his mouth goes dry. He knows he is going to get in
big trouble now and a beating for this. "Dad!" He says looking between his
father and the dangerous alpha in front of him. He prays his father doesn't get
in a fight tonight.
"What the fuck are you doing here? Are you laying out of school and slutin'
around boy." The older alpha points at Will.
"No Dad! School is out at this time! I was putting up flyers for the band.." 
"That god damn band! I told you to stop fucking around with that and go
straight home! You are nothin but trouble just like that worthless cunt that
left you with me! At least if you were fucking around, some dumb ass would take
you off my hands!" Graham steps around Hannibal grabbing Will by the scruff of
the neck, pulling him to the older alpha and shaking him as the omega winces.
The older alpha points at Hannibal " I outta sell you to this alpha biker! Get
some money for my trouble!" He smakes his son in the face a couple of times.
"Look at me when I am talking to you boy!"
 Will involuntarily whimpers and Hannibal feels a swell of hot anger in his
chest. As Will's father starts to pull his son down the street, the alpha yells
after them "How much?!"
Ed Graham stops turning to face Hannibal with his hand clamped on Will's neck.
"What the fuck did you say?!" His eyes narrow in suspicion.
"I said how fucking much?!" The biker pulls two thick rolls of Ben Franklin out
of this jacket pocket.He reaches into his jeans and pulls out two more wads of
folded cash.
The other alpha licks his lips as he looks at the money. Will's eyes grow big
as he looks from the money to his father's face. He doesn't need empathy to
know what  his father  is feeling or what he is thinking. Will clings to his
father's shirt.
"Daddy..Daddy.. please don't do this! I'll graduate in a year and with my
grades I can go away to college. You can declare me independent and you won't
have to worry about me any more. I won't be a problem!" The older alpha glances
at his omega son.
"Shut up boy i am thinkin'"
"Daddy.. look at me..please!" The older man reluctantly tears his eyes away
from Hannibal's money to Will.
"Daddy..I love you! I know I am a disappointment to you. "
" You can say that again." Sneers the older man
Will continues on," but please... I know you loved  me for a little
while..please remember..who is going to take care of you if you sell me?  I can
straighten up! Please give me another chance.Please don't do this!"
Hannibal's chest aches with compassion, for the omega as he looks through tears
at his father. All his emotions are on the table. He is begging the father, who
rejects him for whatever reason, who ignores his pleas to remember a long ago
feeling. A small part of Hannibal hopes the father will relent and see the
error of this decision. The pragmatic part of him, says  the  old alpha will
not. He will sell his beautiful omega son for a couple months of drinking
money.
 Will's father hesitates for a moment then drags his son  over closer to
Hannibal. Will pulls back and he is punched in the nose for his rebellious
pull. Will's nose starts to bleed as his eyes fills with tears.
"Hey! Damage his pretty face anymore and I'll take the offer off the table."
Growls Hannibal.
"Sorry...He's belligerent sometimes and disobedient. You'll have to use a
strong hand with him. He's always been that way. I thought he was going to be
an alpha like me but then well..another kick in the balls." 
Hannibal nods." Here's  seventy thousand dollars..." He pulls the money back
from the eager older man's hand. "But I need a guarantee of a couple of
things."
"Like what?" Ed jerks his son back away from Hannibal.
Hannibal motions him over to an alley behind the bar. All three men move to the
back of the building. Will whimpers as his father pushes his back against the
wall. He uses his t shirt to wipe the blood away from his square jaw. He can't
believe his father is actually going to sell him. Will knows if he runs he may
not make it out of the alley. If he does he'll never go home again.What real
choice is there to accept this future or an uncertain one? Running is his only
option now.
"What do you need?" Asks the older alpha.
"One is he untouched?"
"He better be! Are you Will? Untouched boy?!" He shoves the omega against the
wall again. "Don't you fucking lie to me boy!" 
Will shudders in a breath and bites his lips and he nods yes. His face is beet
red with humiliation that his father would even ask him that.
" Good. The other is I never want to see your fucking face around here or near
William again. Do you understand? Once you sell your own flesh and blood you
have no right to be around him ever. Don't think you can squeeze more money out
of me because I'll straight up and kill you."  Hannibal takes a hunting knife
hidden in his belt and presses it close to the other alpha's throat.
Ed swallows as he  releases Will, holding his hand out for the money. Will
shakes his head as he whispers one last plea, "please daddy..please daddy..love
you.." His tears hang on his lashes, as his lip tremebles.
Hannibal hates the weaker man with all his being for selling someone who loves
him that much for a few dollars. He hopes the man dies of alcoholism wracked
with bone shattering regret.
Will's hand is clutching the old alpha's arm, as he sees that his father has
settled his mind on his course of action, he reluctantly lets the arm go. Once
his dad's mind is made up there is no changing it.
His dad has threatened selling him before. Never hand Will considered it a
possibility. Sure, his mom had left them for a wealthy beta, unusual yes but
not unheard of. Will's father was  furious but still seemed to love him. The
alpha was good to his son until Will was an omega. Then the older Graham begin
drinking and  blaming his omega son for his mother leaving or anything that
went wrong. But despite all that, you don't sell your children like in a third
country. Even if he turns out to be an omega. It is suppose a drunken threat to
keep Will in line, right?
Will felt how devastated his father was when he presented. Will tried to please
and appease his alpha father to no avail. Will tried finding his mother with no
success for help.
His father steps back from his son. He doesn't look at him as he holds out his
hand for the money. Hannibal's watches Will, as he hands the money to the other
alpha. Will inhales a shaky breath as he looks imploring at the man who raised
him but doesn't acknowledge him. His father turns on his heel and walks down
the alley toward the street. Hannibal watches as his omega exquisitely breaks,
suffering in strangled sobs.
The omega takes a step and let's out a low quiet whimper. He turns away from
the biker as he puts forehead against the wall as he hugs himself, with flyers
still in shakey hands, in cold self comfort, as he tries to hold in his tears.
"Could you please not...look...at me...right now? Please?" He chokes back his
sobs.Will wipes tears and mucus from his face. 
Hannibal nods. He steps back. As the alpha leaves Will's personal space,  Will
hesitates for a few seconds until he bolts from the area. A flurry a papers are
left behind as Willl flees down the sidewalk. The omega turns in the opposite
direction from his father. Hannibal lights another cigarette.
===============================================================================
Hobbs motions Hannibal into the secluded cabin the bikers have taken over for
their party. They are letting off steam after a few weeks of hard week.
Hannibal hasn't seen the beautiful omega since their encounter a few weeks ago
but he has thought about him... a lot.
He sent a few trusted men put to find his omega and bring him back. At first
Hannibal thought he had been conned. This whole act was to get money out of
unsuspecting alphas. No amount of beating could get Ed Graham to admit to this.
The older alpha had even helped in the search but still nothing.
The biker knows he'll find his reluctant omega. Oh the fun he has planned for
him, curls Hannibal's lips up into smile.
Hannibal follows Hobbs to a locked room. Hobbs had been trying to earn his way
back into Hannibal's good graces after a royal fuck up. So far the beta has
been very unsuccessful. Hobbs is now on the edge of having his  membership
revoked.
Hobbs smiles as he unlocks the door. On the bed lies his angelic looking
stubborn omega.  He is breathing heavily his blue eyes half opened. His curls
are sweaty and his leg is chained to the bed 
The alpha can tell  he has been heavily drugged. He walks to the end of the bed
looking down at his beautiful omega. Hobbs stands to the side smiling. He
removes a couple of viles from the drawer.
"Something to make your pretty toy easy to play with." he says shaking one of
the villes. Hobbs takes a syringe and pushes the needle into the other vile. He
pulls out a clear liquid. Hobbs taps the end getting rid of an air bubble. He
injects the liquid into the gland in the omega' s neck.
Hannibal's eyes dilate when he realizes that Haobb has injected William with
drug that brings on his heat. He doesn't let his face express anything. Hobbs
looks at  the alpha and shrugs.
"I saw you with him.  Few weeks ago. I tracked him down and brought him as a
present for you."
Hannibal looks at Hobbs coldly. " I...I haven't touched him boss! Nobody has!"
The words tumble out of the beta. The alpha seems mullified for the moment.
"It's not every day you find such a pretty young thing that is unmated. If you
aren't interested any more, I wouldn't mind a go."  he says palming himself. 
"Get the fuck out! "Growls Hannibal. He moves onto the bed as Hobb quickly
leaves. 
 
 
***** Chapter 2 *****
Hannibal crawls up the bed to lay beside Will. He pushes the sweaty curls away
from Will's forehead. As his chocolate hair sweeps and springs back a waft of
sweet omega scent assaults the alpha' s nose. He closes his eyes as the scent
 twirls around his tongue. The alph can taste honeysuckle, chocolate,summer sun
and the beginning of  omegan heat. Hannibal knows it was a great risk to
purchase the omega but he'll be useful in his plan. He shakes his head, it is
beginning to become foggy as his body slides into rut.The biker has to think
things through first before he succumbs to his biology.
 
The omega whines and shifts as his skin has started to flush from the forced
hormones. He blinks slowly and scents the air then starts to pant slightly. He
rubs his head into the sheets trying to wipe away the extra perspiration caused
by the hormones and the his drugged state.
 
Will is telling himself to get up from the bed. He needs to run he is in a very
bad situation but his body is not responding. His hearing feels muffled. The
omega' s surroundings fade into and from blackness. Will's body feels itchy and
hot. He does feel like this unless he is in heat but it way too soon for that
to happen again.
 
Will tries to pull his shirt off to feel cooler but large hands stop him. He
moans and tries again. Again his hands are stopped. He pushes the big hands
away  from him, then he starts to pull the t shirt up. Will hears an alpha' s
growl. He stops and curls into himself to hide. He whimpers and covers  his
head with his arms. There is an alpha close by who seems irritated with the
omega. He needs to either submit or hide, Will would rather hide.
 
Hannibal has taken out his phone to call Beverly. She has become an ally and
confidant lately. She has friends in the pharmaceutical field. As the  phone
rings, the biker, watches as Will tries to take off his shirt. He stops him
gently twice before he has to growl at his omega to stop. A defiant stubborn
little shit, Hannibal likes him even more already.
 
Finally a loud "hello!" In a sleepy female voice is heard from the phone.
 
"Bev! Where are you?!"
 
"At the cabin why?"
 
"I need you to bring me those anti rut meds now, i am  at the back of the
cabin. Just tell people you are bringing me party favors, if anyone asks."
Hannibal curtly orders as he strokes his hand through the omega curls.
 
"Why? I got it...but.."
 
Before she can finish Hannibal barks "Now Bev! Just do it!" He hangs up and his
Will has moved further away timidly looking at the alpha through his fingers.
 
"Shhhshhh..." the alpha says as he puts his fingers in Will's hair again. The
omega relaxes for a moment now that the alpha is not growling at him. He wishes
he could take off his clothes maybe if he was a sweet to the alpha, he'll let
him take off his shirt at least to get cooler. Will struggles through the haze
of drugs and hormones. He can't finish a thought without something distracting
him. The shadows on the walls move in undulating waves. The alpha above him
seems to have a twin that follows him copying his every movement.There is
something he is forgetting. It is very important, a job or a message he needs
to perform.
 
Hannibal reaches for a cloth and pours some bottled water onto it. He hears
splashes on the floor and more is heard as  he squeezes the excess  water out.
He wipes Will's face. The omega nuzzles into the cloth. Hannibal bends down to
nuzzle his nose around his omega' s ear. He inhales and feel a his cock grow
hard.’God damn this boy..this..omega smells so fucking good. He just wants to
taste him and suck his flesh.
 
Hannibal hears a knock. He growls until He hears " It's me asshole."
 
Hannibal reluctantly gets off the bed unlocking the door. Beverly walks into
the room. The slender Asian alpha is wearing tight jeans, boots and leather
jacket. Her hair in a low long ponytail with her ears pierced all the way
around. She looks at the omega on the bed.
 
Hannibal grabs her neck to gain her undivided attention, slamming her head
against the wall near the closed door." Inject yourself and then  me with the
meds!" when she hesitates he roars” Now!"
 
Will whimpers and pushes his back against the wall. Beverly tries to nod her
head. With shaking hands she pulls out a vial and syringe. She pulls some meds
up into the needle and looks at Hannibal.
 
"Do you mind?" She whispers out tapping her hand over Hannibal's on her neck.
 
He realises her and she coughs and injects herself. She then swiftly injects
Hannibal as well. They both sigh as the anti rut medication flies into their
system. Thank God it is fast acting. They both breathe deeply enjoying the
cloying scent of the omega but are able to control their response, until the
medication wears out of their systems.
 
Bev turns back to the omega that has finally successfully gotten his shirt off
without interference from the alpha. Hannibal takes it from him wiping away the
excess sweat from his face and torso.
 
"Is that the omega you bought..How?"
 
" Yes and Miggs tracked him and brought him here as a peace offering. The
fucker can't do one fucking thing I ask him.Then he does the one thing I sent
people I knew would fail at, succeed in finding the boy."
 
"Fuck! What are going to do? I mean Jack was fucking pissed off you even bought
him." Hannibal sends her a death glare as he gazes at the boy below him. Him
with an omega of all people. He has had his share of lovers betas, omegas and
even alphas but sex with an omega can be tricky. Tricky if you have no interest
in family and bonding. Family slows one down and they are a liability. Hannibal
found that out the hard way with his sister, Mischa.
 
"I know you hadn't planned to bring him in for real..did you?"
 
Hannibal tilts his head as he continues to stoke Will's face with cool
fingertips.  "No and it doesn't matter now. I need to decide what I am going to
do with him now. He'll make a good cover and lend credibility to  my
intentions."
 
Beverly moves closer to the bed and Hannibal growls at her."Hey settle down
cowboy. I got my own, remember." she says backing off to lean her hip on the
wall. She keeps her eyes on Hannibal out of respect and caution. The man is
hard to read, making it an imperative to stay alert when dealing with him
 
"Sorry." Hannibal growls out. It's difficult to be polite when you're horny as
hell.
 
" I see why you are protective or possessive. He smells fucking tasty and he
ain't hard on the eyes..He's just so young. But you gotta mate and collar your
pretty boy.. or sell him... or drop him off somewhere." Beverly reaches into
her pocket pulls out a cigarette and lights it. She pulls smoke into her lungs
exhaling nervousness. The female alpha knows showing fear is a weakness. She
can't be weak in front of Hannibal the cannibal.
 
Hannibal looks put out at what she advises him. He knows she is right. Having
an unmated or uncollared omega in the group will bring strife and chaos.
Hannibal is too close from closing this deal to fuck it all up now.
 
"Hey man..if you keep him without at least collaring him there will be hell.You
gotta claim him..for his safety as well...or.....give him to someone else..take
him to a shelter...but..that push of meds last only for a couple hours
tops.Then there will be no decision to make.You could claim bite him and help
through he heat with a toy.If you don't wanna fuck him..for whatever reason."
 
"Do I look like some pussy beta?!" Hannibal gets off the bed while he taking
Beverly’s smoke out of her hand.
 
"If you ain't got a problem with underage ass..go for it Hannibal."
 
"He maybe just small for his age.."
 
"Whatever..I'm going...good luck..see you in five days or so.." Bev rolls her
eyes as she opens the door to leave.
 
After Beverly leaves, Hannibal open the only window in the room flicking the
butt outside. He closes the window as he watches the omega on the bed. Hannibal
removes his leather jacket, t shirt and boots. He leaves his jeans on. He sits
on the edge of the bed.
 
Will has rolled over on to his back. He is looking at the ceiling transfixed by
the crack in it running the length of the room. His breathing  is shallow and
quick. Hannibal notices a scar on his left shoulder. If Hannibal didn't know
any better, he would think that was a stab wound. Did the omega's father stab
him? He wouldn't put it past a man who would sell his own kid.
 
Will tries to unbutton his soiled jeans. It looks Will didn't go down without a
fight. His jeans are grass stained with huge patches of mud on them. His hands
are fumbling with the button because he is barely coherent  from drugs and
heat.
 
He is perfectly helpless. The omega is pilant, needy and very easy to control.
This must be the combination the traffickers are using.Will whines and looks at
Hannibal.
 
"Please help me."
 
How can Hannibal resist such a sweet and polite request. Hannibal moves his
hands down Will's neck, torso, stomach till he reaches the waist of the jeans.
Will moans and shivers. His stomach reflexively concaves to his spine. Hannibal
groans  in admiration of the lithe beautiful body and soft skin. He unbuttons
and unzips the jeans.
 
Hannibal moves forward as though there is a string tied to his nose. It pulls
him to the boy's  fabric covered crotch.He inhales deeply. Even with the meds
 working, his cock stirs in want for his omega. Hannibal can't bear the idea of
giving Will to another or dropping him off at some shelter. For his omega to be
claimed by another alpha who may or may not keep him safe.
 
Hannibal kisses the inside of Will's thighs. His mouth follows his tongue down
the garden path as he removes the omega's jeans. The omega places his hands on
the alpha's shoulders. His sits up as his hands slide down Hannibal's back. The
boy's hands skim down his muscular back to the small of it. Fingers explore the
dimples there.
 
Will is forced to lay back down as the biker tongues up his body. Hannibal
stops at the omega's neck lapping the sweat  that is pooled there in the
creases.
 
"How old are you, William?" Hannibal watches while the boy's eyes flutter.
 
The alpha cups Will's jaw in his hand moving his head toward Hannibal. He keeps
it firmly and gently there. He says "William! look at me."
 
The boys eyes slowly opens looking at Hannibal.
 
"How old are you? Answer me beautiful."
 
Will smiles broadly and then giggles. " What age do want me to be,Daddy?" he
purrs
 
"Fuck me." the alpha groans. This is a true test of patience and endurance he
swears.
 
"Your real age..what is it?"
 
"How old do you think I am?"
 
"I think you are sixteen or seventeen." Hannibal is hoping he is right then
Will at least be the age of consent.
 
"Well I am too old for you...too old..old.That's me.. the omega trails off as
he looks at Hannibal blinking slowly.
 
"William! tell me!"
 
"Ok..ok..I am twenty four." Will smiles a lopsided smile as he wiggles. He
feels uncomfortable slick forming. He hates the way it feels. Heat may have
been bearable except for the copious amounts of slick.
 
The alpha shakes his head and looks down at the wiggling omega. There
apparently is no use asking him anything. Will is too heat drunk and high to
answer truthfully. Hannibal scratches his beard as though he is making a
decision. He feels another's fingers join his in scratching.
 
"I like beards." says Will as he takes his hand scratching the alpha's chin,
jaw and then then Hannibal's cheeks as his hand moves in a circular pattern.
 
"Is it because you can't grow one?" the biker sops his hand turns it toward
him, kissing the palm.
 
Will huffs and says "That's a myth. I can grow one but it will take me awhile."
 
The alpha chuckles. Hannibal leans down taking Will's lips with his. The omega
breathes in deeply and exhales as he open his mouth. He loves making out.The
omega loves how lips lock and capture each other. He loves the tangle of the
tongues.There something so sweet and intimate in the unspoken language of the
kiss.
 
Will moves his hands around the alpha's shoulders. He pulls himself closer as
the biker's hands tangle into his curls then one moves to his neck. It slides
down his hands barely touching until it captures the jut of his hip.
 
Hannibal pulls back for air, he feels the anti rut meds begin to lose their
effectiveness. He looks down a pale skin.His lips caress everywhere his eyes
have touched.
 
"William..do you want me to mate you little one. I can protect and look after
you." the alpha asks out of politeness. He can persuade the omega if he
refuses.
 
"No...I want you to fuck me."



***** Chapter 3 *****
Hannibal takes his hand wrapping it lightly around the omega's throat. He
watches the omega shiver, eyes open in half moon slits. Heated blue eyes
looking at him surrounded by lush eyelashes, he drags his callous hands down
his throat to his sternum.
 
"Say it again" he growls,"say it like you mean it."
 
"I want you to fuck me now." responds the omega pushing his hand up from the
tops of Hannibal's waistband on his jeans to his nipples. Light touches that
feel like a brush of cool current graze where Will’s hands move, makes
Hannibal’s resolve waken.
 
"Then I will." he purrs as he captures his omega's lips,snaring them in sharp
canines. The is surprised when Will bites him back viciously. Hannibal's feels
a growl move upward as he looks at the omega. The omega  looks feral with blood
staining his lips. A creature that can be tamed by only by his hand. He covers
Will's body putting his lovely mate in his first cage of flesh.
 
Will feels the weight of the alpha on top of him and it feels so fucking good.
He rolls his hips up and nuzzles into his neck. Drawing his scent out, turning
it over in his mind. His body tells him it is time to submit to the alpha. He
sighs, he should fight. The heat hormones are too strong so is the drugs
pulsing through his veins.
 
The omega feels a rush of hormones tickle his brain and groin, he needs more.
"More..alpha..I need...more. Touch me more, feel me more, give me more of you."
he moans as the rolls pelvis, and move legs trying to scratch the itch of his
skin on the sheets.
 
He hooks  his mouth onto Hannibal's ear. He licks the outside shell then taking
the lobe in, sucking and nibbling. Will removes the ear studs from Hannibal
with is teeth and tongue. He spis them out of his mouth into his hand, handing
them over to the alpha.
 
"They were in my way." he smiles a the alpha
 
"You are very talented with your tongue. I thought you were untouched, little
one."
 
"No, you wanted to know if I am a virgin. I am..but I can still be virginal and
make out. I love to make out. I love kissing, sucking, pawing, feeling all that
muscle…"  the omega looks lustily up and down Hannibal's body.
 
Hannibal smiles at the omega's candor."Well then show me what you like..little
one. Show me what a good boy you are."
 
Will giggles squirming into the mattress.He wraps his hands into the alpha long
hair pulling his his mouth to his for a smoldering kiss. As soon as Hannibal
slides his tongue into his mouth Will sucks on the alpha’s tongue moving his
mouth and down the length of it. The alpha growls as his cock thickens. He
can't wait to see how good his omega is going to be at giving head.
 
He feels Will wrap his legs around his waist and hooking them together. Will
rolls the alpha onto his back. Hannibal laughs as he pushes the omega's damp
curls away from his face. He smiles and kisses the alpha's neck, the nipping at
it as the travels down toward his chest.Then his head pulls down toward a
nipple with his tongue. Hands are following close behind. His eyes are looking
at Hannibal watching him without flinching. The omega reaches a nipple and
flicks his tongue around it  before taking it and sucking it.
 
"I think you are a little minx." Hannibal rolls his hips and pulls Will’s curls
into his fist.
 
Will smiles as his tongue circles the nipple."Are you disappointed alpha?"
 
"no..I didn't say that…" Hannibal stops in mid sentence as Will continues to
explore him with his tongue. He kisses and licks on his way down to Hannibal’s
stomach.The omega unbuttons the alpha's jeans, still looking up at Hannibal as
the licks and kisses where the jeans were just a mere second ago.He nuzzles
Hannibal's cock with his nose and strokes his palm over his erection. Hannibal
 groans as the closes his eyes. He feels Will come back up to his lips the is
still stroking the alpha.
 
"You are sooo big...Daddy. Can I take it out and play?"
 
Hannibal goans out a "Fuck!"
 
"In a minute baby, I wanna check something." Hannibal rolls the laughing omega
off of him. He puts Will on his stomach. He hears the  protest of what's the
big idea muffles from Will into the pillow. The  alpha checks Will's back and
neck  for claiming marks. He pulls down Will's jeans and underwear with two
impatient tugs. Hannibal opens Will’s  as taking a moment to take a taste of
slick.  Then he looks and here it is..an omega virginal hole. Hannibal shakes
his head in disbelief. Will looks at the alpha over his shoulder with fevered
eyes.
 
Hannibal leans in and kisses WIll's shoulders making the omega shoulder.
"Wonders never cease." he murmurs. Hannibal kisses down his soft spine as the
arches up and down. The tingling of the teeth Hannibal scrapes down his back
makes Will want to come up out of his skin.
 
The omega whimpers, "It's not nice to tease."
 
Hannibal chuckles "I must teach you patience little one."
 
"Later" pouts Will.
 
Hannibal kisses the omega's soft globes of his ass and the alpha caresses them.
His finger fits effortlessly into the slick hole. He moans at the warmth he
feels from WIll. Will moans and shifts at the intrusion. He nuzzles the pillow
beneath his face.Hannibal removes his jeans and briefs in swift swoop. He
returns to the omega to lick and suck the slick from the omega's skin.
 Hannibal has never been a 'sweets person' but Will has changed all that for
him. The alpha  can't seem to get enough of the omega.He wants him now.
 
Will moans and squirms as the cool touches of the alpha send relief throughout
his body. The fingers inside him feel so good but it's not enough...never going
to be enough.The feels hands lift his hips and someone behind him. 'Finally!"
the moans. Will hears a laugh that sounds like it is coming through the walls.
 
Hannibal pushes thick cock  gently into the omega with a groan. "fuck!" the
groan all words escape him. The alpha starts a slow rhythm that intensifies
quickly. Will pushes back with each thrust finally coming off his shoulders to
rock back to get the depth he wants.
 
"Are you ready? Do you want my knot baby? Hmmm...do you?" Hannibal purrs into
Will's ear.
 
The omega looks back at the alpha grunting."yes daddy! I want it now!"
 
Hannibal pushes his knot into his omega and as Will cums, Hannibal  bites into
Will’s  pale skin between the crook of the neck and shoulder. He can't believe
the has bonded himself to an omega. But there was no way he was going to let
another have this treasure. Will shudders cuming again as Hannibal does. They
are firmly knotted now. Will is exhausted from the sex, the induced heat  and
the drugs. He slips quickly into oblivion.

Hannibal strokes the omegas curls as he enjoys the mingling of their scents.
After the knot finally deflated, Hannibal gets up to have another cigarette.
the blows the smoke out of the open window as he enjoys the cool breeze on his
naked skin. Hannibal knows there will need to make changes to his plans. The
alpha  scratches his chin as he ashes his cigarette out the window, his gaze
lingering over his very young...mate. Well  at least he pretty to look at, the
thinks

Will feels like it takes eons for him to break the surface of wakefulness. He
feels like he has a hella of a hangover. The omega feels sore all over,
especially in his back. The omega snuggles into the mattress and pillow. He
sniffs, then smells something familiar but he can't  place from where? Will
realizes that he is not alone, he feels hot breath on his neck with an arm
draped across his waist.
 
He cracks an eyelid,  everything in the room seems bright with a halo of light
around it. The omega  squints his eyes trying to focus. Will  wishes the had
his glasses, that damn biker had them. the biker Fuck!  He remembers fighting
that beta biker off until he got the drop on him. Will vaguely remembers
someone putting a needle in his neck. hen...then...heat.
 
Will sits up and touches his neck. here the feels the bonding mark. He drops
his head into his shaking hand.He looks over his shoulder seeing the alpha
biker from a month ago. When everything in his life was turned upside down.
"Fuck my life." the mumbles to himself.
 
The alpha snorts making Will jump out of his skin. The biker seems to be a
sound asleep. Will gathers up his clothes. He quickly and quietly gets dressed.
The omega  tries the door but it’s locked, to noisy anyway. The window he
slides open. Will’s  in luck the screen has been knocked out. Will slings his
leg over out the window. The omega is hoisting himself up when the feels two
hands grab his leg and waist pulling him back in.
 
"Let me help you little one. It  looks like you were struggling." the alpha
chuckles next to his ear as the struggles.
 
"I wasn't alpha." the omega says through clenched teeth as the struggles to ge
free to no avail. The is thrown on the bed with a bounce while Hannibal grabs
his empty pack of cigarettes. The alpha frowns. Will watches him.
 
"Looks like you are out. I'll go get your some alpha." he offers
 
"Aren't you helpful!"
 
"That's me helpful Will."
 
"No. We can get them together. I don't want you out of my sight. I’ve missed
you." purrs Hannibal
 
“What are going to do with me?” ask Will as the sits on the edge of the bed the
is bent over with his elbows on his knees and head in his hands. The pulls his
fingers absentmindedly through his curls thinking about this situation. He
might be able to manipulate this situation to his advantage. His fingers wander
down his neck. Then the feels it. A bite mark, a claiming mark fresh and raw
like the feels.
 
Will looks up while feeling the smug satisfaction from the alpha before the
sees it reflected on his face. Oh this is bad. This is very bad. WIll being
high empathic finds it hard to pull away from other people’s emotions. Now with
a mate, a mate the is bonded to, the omega  feel he’ll never know what is
truely his.
 
Hannibal watches his omega feeling the tug of shock pull through him as WIll
realizes the has been claimed. There are other feelings that Hannibal can’t put
his finger on. He does recognize fear and trepidation being in the forefront of
those. The alpha  closes the window then crosses the room to sit by Will on the
bed. The omega automatically scoots away from the alpha.
 
“Well I am going to keep, look after you and protect you.”
 
“Sounds very traditional for a man living an alternative lifestyle.” Will
snorts looking anywhere but at Hannibal.
 
“I am an old fashion guy at heart.” smiles the alpha. He continues “We’ll get
some breakfast. We will be pulling out of here in a few hours.”
 
“We are leaving the area?” Will asks looking at Hannibal. He seems alarmed
about this information.
 
“Yes. I have business to attend to in a few towns down the road.”
 
“Can’t I stay here? I have to finish school.”
 
“No. You are mine and you belong to me.”
 
“Does it even matter what I want? Do I get a say in thisr?”
 
“Nope. It doesn’t. You are a bright kid. You can take your GED. But I will try
to take in consideration what you want..to a degree.” the alpha brushes Wil’s
hair away from his face. WI;; flinches leaning away from his mate. Hannibal
growls snaking an arm around his waist pulling him closer. He nuzzles behind
Will’s ear.
 
“Don’t lean away from me when I give you affection.” The alpha says.
“Especially in front of others. It displeases me and you don’t want that. It is
also for your protection. In this world you are  apart of now, being an
unclaimed omega is dangerous for your freedom and health. If I have to fight
for you because you signal to others I am weak...Well let's say you will be
very sorry you did.” The alpha  kisses the omega on the cheek as Will closes
his eyes.
 
Hannibal observes as the omega tries to get ahold of himself. Once his
trembling stops, Hannibal puts his hand softly on the back of the omega’s neck.
 
“Now let’s get breakfast.”
 
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Hannibal places his hand over the claiming bite on the omega’s neck. He guides
 Will outside the cabin to where his motorcycle is parked. The ground is
littered with trash and people left from last night’s party. When they arrive
at the bike, the alpha opens a saddle bag removing a big leather jacket handing
it to Will.
 
“Put it on. The wind will make you cold.” Will hesitates as Hannibal moves
things around looking for something else in the saddle bag. Will wants to tell
him to fuck off but thinks better of it. He is enclosed in instant scent of the
alpha and heavy weight of the leather. It is a several sizes too big on the
omega. Then Hannibal tells the omega to turn around and he feels leather go
around his neck. It’s two inches wide black leather collar that has an O ring
in the front. It’s lined with a very soft fleece. Will touches the collar
looking at a smug alpha.
 
“Is this something issued to you as soon as you become a biker? Do you think
it’s big enough? I am not sure NASA can see if from the space station.” he
snarks unable to help himself. The  omega waits for the slap that doesn’ t
come. He closed his eyes out of habit opening them to find the alpha chuckling.
 
“No I bought that collar the day after I bought you.I probably can find
something wider, maybe a posture collar. Help keep you head up and make eye
contact. For such as a confident smart mouth you flaunt, you avoid eye contact
more than any omega I've ever met. Get on in the back.” he gestures to the tail
end of his motorcycle. Good thing  Wil was small, he will seat easily behind
the alpha. The alpha hands Will a helmet. When the omega puts it on it sinks
over his eyes a tad too big.
 
“I thought tough bikers never wear a helmet.” Will states trying to fasten the
helmet.
 
Hannibal moves WIll’s fingers nimbly tightening the strap smiling at the omega.
He looks so...cute with the alpha’s  helmet on like a pup playing dress up. The
alpha smiles, “Only a biker who wants to die in an accident or who wants to
draw attention from the cops. I want neither.”
 
Will scuffs as the asks “You really think you aren’t drawing the cops attention
because you are wearing a helmet.”
 
“No little one. It gives them one less excuse to pull us over for so they can
 search us.” Hannibal puts his sunglasses on. “We’ll get you a helmet after
breakfast. Oh don’t open your mouth if you don't want to eat bugs.”
 
“lovely.” Will grimaces
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The  couple arrives at the diner, walking into a small morning rush. Will feels
several sets of eyes watching him. The omega hunches his shoulders rubbing his
claim mark absently mindedly. It feel like it is burning. They sit  in a
booth.Hannibal insisting he sits where he can see the door. The waitress walks
over offering coffee and water with menus. She keeps looking at Will and his
collar. The omega bristles at the attention shifting in his seat.Hannibal is
amused as he watches WIll squirm under the heightened awareness  of others. The
kid should be used to people looking at him. Most pretty boy omegas like him
thrive on what their good looks bring to them,
 
“Can we possible get a smaller one.” the omega  asks in an aggravation
 pointing at this joke of a collar he has on.


Hannibal looks at his omega the alpha likes the unmistakable visual of
ownership. “No”
 
“Why not?”
 
“Because I said so.” the alpha says looking over the menu. He observes Will
make a mocking face as he repeats what the  alpha just said.
 
“Watch it. I’ll be nice as you adjust to the situation but even my patience
will run out.” the alpha looks over the menu. His eyes dart up with a warning
flash in his red eyes. The blue ones looking back at him slowly drops to their
own menu. So much for getting away from dear old dad he shudders.He was
starving coming off  a heat but now his stomach is soured from his predicament.
 
The waitress returns for their order. Hannibal orders a large breakfast with
eggs, bacon and toast. Will orders toast. The alpha looks at his disapproving.
“You need to eat more than that. Your underweight.”
 
“I’m not very hungry. You weren't’ complaining about my weight last night.”
Will says before he takes a sip of coffee.
 
“True, I was occupied. You need something more substantial than toast.”
 
“Okay..I’ll try after lunch alpha.” the omega sighs barely containing an eye
roll.
 
William, do you remember my name?”
 
“Nope. I haven’t a clue.” is the candid answer from Will.
 
Hannibal laughs hitting the table with his hand.”That's why you’ve been
referring to me as alpha. My name is Hannibal Lecter. I guess you’ll be William
Lecter now.”
 
Will looks at him stopping mid sip. “No, not unless we get officially married.
I am still a Graham. Are you proposing by any chance?”
 
“No.”
 
“Good.”
 
Hannibal smiles enjoying the light banter between him and his omega. A smart
kid who can carry conversation seems to be a rarity these days. He likes
watching the way the morning sunlight plays in Will’s curls and light his eyes
up.The alpha might grow to like being domestic if he could watch Will like this
everyday.They sit in silence even after their meal is brought out.After they
finish they stop by a local biker shop for a helmet to fi Will and smokes for
the alpha.
 
Will looks through the clothes as Hannibal and the owner converse. Hannibal
watches the omega shift through pants and t shirts. The alpha who owns this
shop is named Alana Bloom. Hannibal likes to call her Blossom, they have been
friends for years. She smiles flicking her dark long hair over her shoulder
wearing head to toe leather.
 
“He’s a looker Hannibal. Nice from the front and the back. I’ve got some
leather pants on sale. How about I give a pair to you as a wedding gift? He
would look hot.” she smiles winking at the other alpha.”
 
“That he would but i think it may cause conflict with other people down the
road. I’d have to beat who ever looked too long.” he says licking his lips.
 
“I am going to give them to you anyway. Have him wear them just for you, when
you two are alone.” Alana laughs
 
Will is ignoring the two alphas as the looks for some clothes. It’s a lot of
leather. It seems more akin to a BDSM sex shop then one  for biker wear. But
what did he know what he was suppose to wear. He finally finds some jeans and
some shirts when the omega  feels someone bump into him from behind. Will
tenses up as he stops moving.
 
“Relax it’s just your daddy.” he hears Hannibal purr behind his ear.” Let me
pick out some clothes for you as well. You’ll need somethings appropriate for
the journey.”
 
“I am not wearing leather underwear.” Will says cocking an eyebrow at Hannibal.
Who’s eyes light up with the daydream of new experiences of touch and taste
lingering behind closed doors.
 
“Hmmm..maybe not now.”
 
“Ever!” WIll says taking some clothes to try on as he hears the alpha laugh.
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When they return to the motorcycle stowing their purchases into the saddlebags.
Hannibal hands the omega his own helmet.
 
“Am I going to  have my own ride.” Will asks strapping on his helmet.
 
“Nope. I like the feel on you behind me.” replies the alpha putting on his
own.”I have some business to attend to before we had back to meet the others.”
 
WIll is glad the doesn’t have to converse with his new mate as they ride to
some place outside the city.His mate! What the fuck was he going to do? It was
obvious his alpha was a possessive controlling man. He’s just glad Hannibal
didn’t decide to pee on him to mark him. Will needs to keep his wits about him
so the can escape. Just running is not going to cut it this time  he needs a
plan.
 
They ride into a national park driving through the forest. Hannibal pulls the
motorcycle into a deserted picnic area. As they  park, a black SUV pulls in
parking beside them. They get off the bike taking off their helmets. Will
scrutinizes the black SUV with government tags. His eyes narrow as he looks
from Hannibal back to the vehicle.
 
“Go sit over there and wait.” Hannibal motions to the picnic table. Will looks
at him and at  the African American alpha getting out of the SUV wearing a
trench coat and a suit. Curiosity fills his eyes but he gets  off the bike
heading over to the picnic area sitting on a table. Will watches the duo. What
was a biker doing talking with a fed, he ponders.
 
Hannibal walks up to Jack Crawford as they greet each other.They speak in low
murmurs as Hannibal watches the omega lounging in the sun.
 
“Jack”
 
“Hannibal”
 
“Is that the omega you bought?” the fed asks as he crosses his arms.
 
“Yes, he is the one I bought and I am now bonded with.” he says lighting a
cigarette.
 
“For fuck’s sake Hannibal.What are you thinking? He looks thirteen.”
 
“Will looks sixteen. I was thinking that his dad was a prick, so  I was saving
him from being sold  to some random violent alpha.”
 
“I thought you let him run off.”
 
“I did but thought better of it. Hobbs found him. Gave him to me as a peace
offering So, here we are ;besides  I can use him. He’s not hard on the eyes and
intelligent.”
 
Jack shakes his head saying nothing about the danger. The boy was his omega.
Hannibal interrupts his thoughts.
 
“Do you have the inel on Mason Verger’s place? How’s my sister?”
 
“Your sister is safe in protective custody and I have the plans for Verger’s
estate. Remember, we need inside information of the human trafficking as well
the drugs. Gather information and call if something major happens. Or if you
need help. Let the FBI handle it. “ Jack says as he reaches into his SUV for a
manilla folder. Which Hannibal takes stuffing into the back of his pants.
 
“We still have our deal right?” Hannibal glares at Jack.
 
“Yes everything is in place with the Justice department on board. Don’t worry
about you deal or your sister. Worry about not getting killed. Just take care
of your omega and yourself.” Jack slaps Hannibal on the back as he gets into
the vehicle.
 
Hannibal walks back toward the picnic area,  he signals his omega back to the
bike.The alpha  hands Will his helmet. Will places it on his head watching the
alpha.
 
“So are you a fed or just working for them?”he casually asks. Before he knows
it, his arm is behind his back as he is  bent over the motorcycle.
 
“If you value your life or safety you will not mention that around anyone. Do
you understand?” the alpha growls pushing his hips into Will’s ass..
 
“Fuck! Yes I understand! Hell! I wasn’t going  talk to anyone anyway. I’m not a
moron. I was just curious.” he grits in pain from how Hannibal is holding his
arm hurts like hell. Will can't help but give a quiet omega whimper for mercy
from his angry alpha. The alpha takes pressure off his arm by smacks his ass a
couple of times. Will jumps in surprise from the smarting slaps as he yelps.The
alpha smiles at the arousing sounds.
 
“Ow what was that for?!” the omega whines
 
“Your foul language.” Hannibal says as he ruts a little harder against the
omega. The alpha  likes the feel of Will’s ass  as he is bent over Hannibal's
 motorcycle as well being outside is always refreshing. He pulls Will’s head up
by a fist full of curls. His mouth seeks Will’s lips as pulls the omega even
closer delighting in the pressure and the friction. The omega moans as he puts
his hand around the alpha' s head curling   get a in Hannibal's hair  biting
the alpha's lips. ‘God I wish I was that limber again.’ the alpha thinks.
 
They part to take in some air. Will turning while the pulls Hannibal to him by
his jacket invading the alpha’s mouth with his tongue. Hannibal hooks two
fingers into the O ring of the collar keeping the omega’s lips close meanwhile
grabbing the swell of his ass  possessively. They break apart again as Hannibal
growls and his omega lowers those piercing blue eyes submissively. The alpha
hoists Will up to carry by gripping him under his thighs carrying the omega to
the picnic table. The alpha slides the omega’s ass to the edge of the table.
Hannibal unbuttons Will’s jeans reaching in moving his around to the omega’s
ass. Will undoes the alpha’s belt and pants delving in to stroke his already
hard cock. They both groan in unison as they kiss and nip, pulling and pushing
each other. Hannibal pulls off  Will’s shoes, jeans and boxer. Will pushes
Hannibal’s jeans and underwear down. The alpha pulls the omega toward him
throwing Will’s legs over his shoulders pushing into him in forceful snap of
his hips.
 
Hannibal bends kissing the omega’s chest and belly moving up to his lips as the
slowly thrusts in and out. Breaking apart, Will begins to move his hips up
meeting the alpha with a counter thrust. Hannibal feels so fucking good inside
him. He can tell the alpha is enjoying the ride as much as Will is, by the
sounds the omega  is pulling out of his alpha. WIll clenches his ass watching
as his alpha’s eyes go from red to black. Hannibal leans forward using the O
ring to pull Will up so he can kiss the omega keeping him there, as he takes
Will's hand moving it to his own weeping cock. The omega’s eyes lift meeting
the alpha as Hannibal nods at him.
 
“Stroke yourself as I watch you, as you watch me fuck you.” the alpha growls
placing his free hand on WIll’s hip as he still holds the ring on the collar.
Will stokes moaning as he watches Hannibal pump his cock in and out of him.
Both their breaths pick as they near their climax. As they both come at the
same time, Hannibal takes one hand holding on to his knot gripping it so it
doesn't hurt since he and his omega aren’t tied.
 
They both groan as they come down from the haze. Hannibal kissing Will tenderly
before cleaning them both up from their impromptu tryst in a national park.They
gather and put on clothes adjusting  everything into place, before moving back
to the bike. Will tucked under Hannibal’s arm clasped close to the alpha’s
side.

 Will finishes buckling his helmet on for the second attempt to leave. “By the
way do you still have my glasses? I am tired of squinting.”
 
Hannibal smiles pulling out a glass case which holds Will’s glasses. Will
reches for them but the alpha moves them out of his reach. Will let’s out an
exasperated sigh. Hannibal places the glasses on his omega’s nose then brushes
his lips against the other's. WIll feels a warmth fill his chest from such a
simple kiss. Their bond feels like it is slender strings that have knotted them
together. Hannibal breaks away first putting the case in another saddle bag.
 
“How old are you anyway?” the alpha says watching his pretty pet straddle the
bike.
 
“Does it matter?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“Twenty four.”
 
“William. It is unwise to lie to me. I won’t ask again. How old are you?”
 Hannibal growls
 
“Okay..I am eighteen.”
 
“Really? Kind small for your age aren’t you?” Hannibal smirks as soon as he
sees the indignit look the omega gives him.
 
“If you don't like me. Release me and get another one.” the omega grits out.
All my fucking life he laminates, the omega  is never healthy enough or weight
enough. People wonder how he made it as far as he has like it's a sin to be
lithe.
 
Hannibal gets on the bike starting it up. “No I like you. Your feisty. I’ll
just fatten you up.”
He laughs as he pulls out as the  alpha feels Will’s hands grab his waist. The
omega  breaths in the alpha’s scent  hating the way it makes him feel warm and
happy. Will needs to find a phone and take care of some business himself. The
alpha will be watching him closely to make sure he doesn't try to run. Will
doubts he'll let him have a cell for awhile. Is it possible to find a payphone
anywhere that works?


Chapter End Notes
     I need a cold shower and a cigarette after sex in the woods. Feel the
     call of the wild.
***** Chapter 5 *****
They ride a couple towns away from the national park pulling into a bar called
Hog Wild. Will rolls his eyes at the name. It looks like most bars in the
middle of a dead end town. There are several parked bikes outfront. They are a
hodgepodge of different makes and models gleaming in the sunlight. He and
Hannibal pull off their helmets. Will hooks his thumbs in his jeans belt loops
twisting his neck side to side. This collar chafes his skin. There will be a
red ring or a bruise later this evening, the omega just knows.
 
Hannibal watches his omega twisting in the collar which is scraping his neck
raw. Luckily he has a couple of other collars he purchased from Blossom.For now
the claim, that Will is his needs to very obvious. The alpha  grabs Will
pulling and tucking him into his side his hand laying possessively at Will’s
 waist. The omega squirms to pull away slightly stopping when he hears the
alpha growl at him.
 
“You will stay close to me, understand? Go nowhere unless you ask permission.”
Hannibal growls into his neck scenting him thoroughly.
 
“You're just clutching me so tight. I can barely breath,alpha. Loosen up a
little,please.” Will says leaning his head back so the can meet the alpha’s red
eyes. He feels Hannibal’s grip loosen a fraction. Will takes a big breath
swallowing. The omega feels  like he is drowning in a sea of alpha pheromones.
The alpha pinches his waist to gain Will’s atention.
 
“What?” he yelps.
 
“Do you understand the instructions I gave you? Until we are established,
things will be dangerous when we are in a group that is not ours. Follow my
directions or …”
 
“I know. I’ll be punished. I get it.” Will murmurs in reply looking at the
door. He hears loud music and lots of people talking. Will’s social anxiety
rears it’s ugly head. The  omega feels queasy.
 
“There is something you should know….I ...don’t do well in crowds.” the omega
bites his bottom lip looking at the alpha with anxiety filled eyes.
 
God, the alpha loves that lost puppy look. Hannibal imagines a clinging Will
sitting meekly in the corner of a booth seat.Now that would be something to see
considering how fiesty the omega is most of the time.
 
“We are justing meeting up with the rest of the pack than we head out for our
next job.” the alpha starts moving forward making sure the stumbling omega
doesn’t fall.
 
“What job?”
 
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”
 
“Whatever.” Will grouses.
 
Hannibal opens the bar door entering into a party fashionably late. He looks
around spying Bev and the rest of the crew, occupying three booths near the
back.Beverly looks over at the couple approaching. Hannibal has a smug grin on
his face clutching his anxious omega impossibly close. She doesn’t know how the
pretty thing can even walk. She  admires Hannibal’s choice in omegas. The boy
is gorgeous except for that ridiculous collar around his neck. ‘Who does that?
Puts a huge ass collar on a delicate neck like that?’  Apparently her compadre
does, that’s who.
 
The alpha sees Beverly slyly smile behind her beer she is drinking. Hannibal
 knows she’s laughing at the collar his omega is wearing. Hannibal releasing at
the booth. The alpha is  then pushing Will into the seat across from Beverly
and her omega Margot. Will scoots quickly avoiding getting sat on by his alpha.
The alpha motions to the alpha and omega women across from them. “This Beverly
and her mate Margot, they belong with us.”
 
Will nods in greeting keeping his eyes on the seat behind them.’ Let the
judging begin.’ he thinks.
 
Beverly grins, “Nice to meet you Will. I thought Hannibal was going to smother
you to death before we were introduced.” she says winking at the other alpha.
 
Before Hannibal can say anything, the omega runs a nervous hand through his
curls huffing out a laugh.” Yea. Like I know,right?” The alpha purses his lips
looking around the table.
 
“Duly noted.” he says as Margot smiles at Will pushing some chips and salsa
toward him. The omega looks at Hannibal who nods, looking pleased Will look to
him for permission. Will internal dialogue is froth with indignation over
Will’s behavior. The omega tamps his thoughts down with admonishments, the is
 doing what needs to be done for now. It still rankles his pride. That his life
has come to this after loudly declaring that this path was not for him. Mating,
bonding,kids were never in the future picture Will has planned for himself.
 
A waitress comes over for a drink order. Hannibal orders a boiler maker and
Will orders two fingers of whiskey. The waitress smacks her gum looking at
Will.” How old are you kid?”
 
“Not old enough. He’ll have a coke.” the alpha interjects. Hannibal’s
expression is the equivalent of a paternal eyes roll after he catches his kid
sneaking liquor out of the house.
 
“Hey, I am twenty four. Besides doesn’t being forcibly mated  and bonded count
for any type of alcohol indulgence?” the omega asks looking at Beverly and the
waitress. The waitress shakes her head leaving the table. Beverly is trying to
cover her chuckle looking at the irritated alpha across from her.
 
“He’s smart Hannibal, you gotta give him that. Good vocabulary use by the way
Will.” she says trying to look serious.
 
“You’re not twenty four are you?” asks Margot crossing her arms.
 
Hannibal just gives an exasperated sigh taking a chip dipping it into the
salsa.
 
“Why is so hard to believe I am twenty four?” elbow on the table as Will takes
a chip with salsa biting it. He enjoys the crunch of the chip and he famished.
He always is after coming off a heat whether it was natural cycle or chemical
induced one.
 
“Hey H man! See you got yourself mated. Congrats man! Is he like twelve or
what?” chortles a bearded man with a red bandanna on his head removing his
aviator glasses hanging them on his shirt. The smaller blonde man beside him
rolls his eyes at his companion’s remark taking a drink from his beer.
 
“He’s eighteen Zeller. Even if he is twelve, it’s best you keep your smart ass
comments to your fucking self. Next time your voice will be muffled by your
ass! Got it?!” growls Hannibal asserting his authority without raising his
voice or getting up from his seat.
 
The alpha Zeller, raises his hands in mock surrender.” Sorry man. No offense
meant.”
 
“Don’t mind him Boss. He can’t help he was born to be the head asshole.
Congrats. “ the small blonde beta man says. The beta looks at Will, pointing to
himself “I’m Jimmy Price and this is Brian “head asshole”  Zeller.” he says
smacking Zeller in the chest. Who grimaces raises a hand in greeting, which
Will returns.
 
The two men take a table across from them when the waitress delivers their
drinks. She sets a Coke down in front of Will with a plunk and raised eyebrow.
Will takes a drink grumbling something incoherent as Hannibal chuckles quietly
amused.
 
Will tunes out the conversation as he sips his Coke and eats looking for a
payphone. Some of these old bars have a pay phone near the bathrooms. Hannibal
seems locked into deep discussion with Beverly about their next job. He’s about
to ask to go the bathroom when Hobbs and another man WIll doesn’t recognize
walks up to the table. Will sits back concealing himself behind Hannibal as his
face flushes in memory.
 
“Hannibal.Bev.” the other man says in greeting trying to see who is sitting
beside the main alpha.
 
“How’s your omega?” Hobbs smirks trying to suss out where he stands now in
Hannibal’s good graces.
 
Hannibal pulls Will abruptly to him giving him a kiss on the head. Will feels
like his face is on fire it’s so hot with rage and embarrassment. “We are fine.
This is Miggs. Miggs this is Will.” the alpha  points to the other man who has
stringy hair and a greasy leering smile. He sets off warning bells in the
omega’s head. Will gives a tight small smile.
 
“You know Hobbs.” the alpha says looking at Hobbs.
 
“Yea. I fucking know Hobbs.” the omega grits out pointly not looking in Hobbs’s
direction. Hobbs is sneering at Will. The lesser alpha drops it quickly when he
sees the dark look on Hannibal’s face.The alphas make a hasty retreat to where
ever they are sitting. There is a heavy silence at the table for a few moments
before the conversation is resumed between Bev and Hannibal.
 
The omega takes a couple more drinks before he leans in close to Hannibal. The
alpha automatically looks at him smiling. Will sighs,” I need to go to the
little omega’s room.”
 
“Can it wait?”
 
“Really? No.It can’t wait.” Will cocks an indigent eyebrow at him. Hannibal
looks around seeing where the bathrooms are located.
 
“Come straight back. Don’t speak to anyone.”
 
“Yes Daddy.” Will says sliding out heading in the general direction of the
restrooms.
 
“Get that look off your fucking face, Bev?” Hannibal says with a playful growl.
 
“What look? I am just so happy for you Hannibal. Most people won’t adopt kids
this late in life.” she laughs as the other alpha glares at her.
===============================================================================
 
 
Will walks to the corridor where the bathrooms are. He opens a couple of doors
finding storage rooms. Right past the bathrooms hidden in a cubby by the exit
door is an old rotary payphone. Will looks around picks it up. ‘Holy Shit
Batman! there’s a dial tone! ‘Will stuffs his hands in his pocket feeling
around for any loose change. Nothing. The omega looks around on the floor
checking for anything a drunk dropped. He finds a dime, pennies and a couple of
quarters. Will hopes it doesn’t take much to use the damn thing.
 
Will knows his time is limited. The omega shakes the coins in his hand
contemplating what number to call. He picks up the phone dialing a memorized
number. The omega hears a few clicks then deposits the quarters when the line
rings. An answering machine picks up and the omega lives a brief detailed
message hanging up quickly when he senses an alpha in the hallway.
 
Will fully anticipates seeing a pissed off Hannibal. The  omega thinks of a
quick excuse. He turns smiling, when he sees it’s not Hannibal  but another
alpha. The alpha is grinning at Will. The alpha has green eyes and short brown
hair with a leather jacket and jeans. He’s a younger alpha probably in his
twenties. The has a tattoo of a hawk on his neck.
 
“Do you need to make a phone call, pretty boy?” he asks curiosity lacing his
words along with amusement.
 
Will stuffs his hands in his pocket hunches his shoulders,”Um..no..it’s just so
unusual to see these dinosaurs of technology. I just wanted to see if it still
works.” the omega shrugs. Before Will can say another word, the young alpha is
right beside him. The alpha leans in reaching around Will, actually caging the
omega with his arms, as he picks up the receiver listening to the dial tone.
 
“Well how about that? It does work.” the alpha purrs near Will’s ear.
 
Will ducks out of the human cage heading down the hall walking backwards. The
omega thumbs over his shoulder, “I gotta get back before my alpha misses me.”
He turns running into Hannibal literally..
 
“Well speak of the devil.” says the young alpha leaning casually against the
payphone.
 
“Yes. I will appear. I was wondering if you were lost,angel.” the older alpha
says curling possessively around Will.
 
Will swallows. “There was a line.”
 
Hannibal hums in acknowledgement keeping his eyes on the other alpha. He subtly
scents Will noticing, his scent is altered slightly. The other alpha has been
close but not touching his omega.
 
“So Hannibal is this your new omega?” the younger alpha asks as he walks toward
the couple. It is a saunter of a cocky young pediatr.
 
“Yes, Brown. He is. If I smell your scent close to him again. I’ll rip your
throat out.” Hannibal’s voice is cold and control.  Will’s eyes widen. HIs
alpha could smell that this guy..Brown..stood too close to him...on the
omega.That’s fucking crazy!  Will trembles a little putting his face into
Hannibal’s chest for appeasement and protection. His alpha strokes Will’s hair
gently to calm him down.
 
“Hey now. That’s not friendly. Besides I didn’t touch what’s yours. Are you
going to kill anyone who gets close to your omega?” Brown says baring his
teeth.
 
“No, just you.” the older alpha says over his shoulder walking Will back to the
table.
 
Will sits back down sliding over. Margot looks at him with a maternal concern.
“Are you okay?”  
 
Will looks briefly up at her as the nods. The omega looks visibly shaken.
Beverly scowls,” Brown again?” she asks
 
Hannibal nods with an angry growl, causing Will to tremble a little more
ducking his head down. The omega feels a rush of hormones as he tries not to
panic. ‘These bonds are no fucking joke’, he thinks. The omega feels Hannibal’s
anger coursing through it. All Will can seem to do is react to the onslaught by
pushing panic back because he is gripped by it.
 
Beverly coughs nodding in Will’s direction. The alpha looks at Will, who seems
to be having a panic attack. His eyes are closed, breathing hard,head ducked
and small quiet whimpers of distress. Hannibal wills himself to tamp down the
anger so he can gentle his omega out of this state. The alpha puts his arm
around Will pulling his omega close. Hannibal puts his head on top of  Will’s
curls caressing the back of his neck.
 
Will’s breathing calms and he relaxes into Hannibal. The omega is not sure if
it is Hannibal’s displeasure he is reacting to or coming off the introduced
heat that is making  him feel so fragile. Will just wants to leave and go to a
safe place but that is dictated by his alpha now. Hannibal is home. A
realization that inspires emotions too muddled to identify which one is
 dominate.
 
Biology is always fucking his life up, so for once Will lets it help him. The
omega  lets the alpha’s pheromones work to calm his heart and mind down.
 
“Are you Okay?” a whispered question in his curls.
 
The omega merely nods yes. Will is aware he will need to come out of Hannibal’s
embrace facing the looks of the others. He  dreads it but no time to be a
coward. The omega raises his head peeking around. The booth holds them as the
only occupants. Thankfully Bev and Margot has left.
 
Will clears his throat.”Where did everyone go?”
 
“Here drink this.” Hanibal hands him a new soda.Will drinks half of it down in
what seems one gulp.
 
“The others are riding a couple of towns over. We’ll meet them tomorrow
morning. There’s a motel near by we can stay at.” the alpha informs him. He
gives Will a long look while rubbing his chin with his finger. “I told you not
to speak to anyone.”
 
“No. You said stay close and go nowhere without permission. Which I did. That
alpha Brown approached me. I was heading back to the table.” Will’s eyes are
focused on the bubbles and bobbing ice in his glass. The omega wishes he could
sink below the surface of the beverage hiding from view. Instead his rests his
head on his hand enduring the stare of his alpha.
 
“Okay. I didn’t say that explicitly. I hoped it was implied but I was mistaken
apparently. This is a different cultures than the one you are from, here power
and dominance rule. The more you have, the more you have to defend because some
outfit is always looking to take it away. “
 
“So I am a status symbol? If someone wants to ...say….make you look
weak...another alpha would what…. steal me?”
 
Hannibal takes another bite from the few chips left and drinking his beer down.
Beverly is right. The omega is a clever boy. That could be put to good use, if
he can trust Will.
 
“Yes. Brown could use you as an excuse to start a war.A war, which he would
lose, on the off chance he is able to kill me, all the territory...everything
would be his. Any members left alive would have to work for him, all assets
become his...and even you...he would have a right to claim you.”
 
“Is Brown a major player?” Will asks his eyes have drifted around the bar.
Taking note of all the different outfits swimming in the ocean of leather.
There were hardly any fishes among the sharks swimming around. He notices Brown
is looking at him with that lopsided smile. The omega looks down hoping his
gaze did not linger too long to give an invitation.
 
“No. He’s a young ambitious pup looking to move up quickly. I just don’t like
him.” Hannibal growls looking in Brown’s direction who raises his mug in a mock
toast.
 
“He just likes what he sees. Like any young alpha, he acts like he have any
omega he looks at.” Hannibal's  eyes darken as he takes in Will’s anglic face.
The omega runs his hand across his forehead.
 
“Headache?”
 
“Yea. I need my glasses.”
 
“Here take these and I’ve got your glasses stored outside. Why were you so long
at the bathroom?” Hannibal hands the omega a bottle of aspirin. Will takes a
couple handing the bottle back.
 
“There was a line. When I came out, there Brown was coming down the hall.He
passed very close. I was heading back when I ran into you..literally.” the
omega mumbles hoping he sounded somewhat contrite for the delay. At least the
fear and anxiety were genuine.
 
Darkness lurked in the younger alpha. Unfortunately, Will is attracted to the
darkness as much as he lures those with darkness into his orbit. The omega
 draws them to him,  like an inescapable gravitational pull keeping them locked
in place. Will muses who is really is a prisoner of this strange attraction him
or them.
 
Will discerns which people possess this dark stain for violence instantly. Many
members of the Stagmen has a stain which vary in shades of grey. . No one is as
dark as the lead alpha, Hannibal expect possibly Hobbs with Miggs a close
runner up.
 
“I am sorry I caused you so much trouble. I didn’t understand. You can explain
things to me. I am not a brainless object or a kid who needs to be shielded
from the truth. The more I know the less likely I’ll put us in a tight spot.”
the omega says looking at the alpha through his  lashes. He’s doing his best to
act like an omega who wants to please his alpha. Will does fear the may really
become one especially with this bond. It wraps itself around his mind like a
tangle of  red string with the end held in the palm of the alpha’s hand. Does
Hannibal feel this too? Maybe he should ask sometime.
 
Hannibal nods.” You are right. I need to explain better. I accept your apology.
Let’s go.” the alpha holds out his hand which Will takes. They walk out with
several pairs of eyes following them.



***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     a tiny update..I've not forgotten this story
Will looks around the dark paneled motel they are staying at for the night. No
it’s not even called a motel, it’s a motor lodge with a biker bar across the
street. ‘How convenient.’ Will thinks. He wonders if he could feign being tired
to avoid going over there with Hannibal. After the last encounter, the omega
decides maybe he needs to be more cautious. The omega is tired as well as sore
,especially his ass and thighs from sitting on the bike all day.’ I guess it’s
like riding a horse, something to get used to.’ Will winced rubbing his palm in
circles on his ass working out the soreness.
 
Hannibal comes in with an amused smirk on his face as he watches his omega
massage his cute ass.
 
“What are you looking at?” grumbles the omega glaring at the alpha.
 
The alpha chuckles. “Your ass sore? Yeah it will be that way for a while. I
could help you out. massage it out for you?”
 
Will looks at him his lips in a slight pout as the continues to rub. “Why not.”
 
“Well, I feel honored that you are letting me.” raising an eyebrow as he bows
slightly. The alpha  walks toward his bag to dig out a litment.
 
“As you should be .” the omega comments as he lays his glasses on the night
stand. He jumps when he feels a slap on his sore rear.
 
“Hey!”
 
“That’s for being cheeky. Now take your pants off and lay on your stomach.”
Hannibal opens the jar with a petroleum jelly looking substance in it.
 
“You alpha’s are all the same. Take your pants off and get on your stomach.”
snarks the omega in an octave lower voice.
 
He sits on the bed removing the boots then his pants he throws on the other
bed. The omega lays on top  of the hideous bedspread. He feels another slap on
his other cheek. This time it feels more playful than the first. Will looks at
the alpha who is trying to look seriously at him. Will rolls his eyes laying
his chin on his crossed arms.
 
Hannibal warms his hands then he takes out some salve rubbing it  gently on the
omega’s thigh first. He uses long and short strokes working on the tightness of
the muscle. It’s a little hard to focus on the task at hand. His eyes moves
appreciably along Will’s body.The boy stirs something in him. Then Will groans
and moans in the most pornographic way. The sound makes Hannibal stop for a
secound. The alpha scoops up more salve starting on the the other thigh.
 
“That feels so good. You have very talented hands...Hannibal.” Will purrs out
his eyes closed in bliss.
 
Hannibal concentrates on the omega’s  thighs for a while till sliding his hands
underneath Will’s briefs. Will opens one eye waiting for the inevitable
innocent massage to turn into a groping session. After a few moments, the omega
is surprised the alpha is still dutifully massaging. Will’s eyes drift upwards
looking at the mirror behind the tv stand facing the bed. Will  watches his
mate who has the look of a clinical professional expression on his features. He
is not sure if the oemga should feel insulted or relieved that nothing else has
been attempted.Hannibal looks up at the omega their eyes lock for a moment as
fire and water.
 
There is a knock at the door, they hear a muffled Beverly informing them, the
group  is heading over to the bar. Then several pairs of boots echo walking
away. Hannibal looks at Will through the mirror.
 
“Are you hungry?”
 
“Not really. More tired than anything. Can I stay here?” the omega asks.
 
Hannibal looks at him intently.
 
“I’ll be good and stay in the room. You could bring me something to eat if you
are worried.” Will twist his torso so he can look at the alpha in the eye.The
omega can tell the alpha is deciding how much trust he can place in Will. Will
smiles and bates his lashes causing Hannibal to guff out an amused laugh.
 
“Please!”
 
“Okay..do not leave and if I find out you’ve snuck out….”
 
“I know...I’ll be in deep trouble. I am really too tired to be up to no good,
Hannibal.” the omega notices when he says the alpha’s name, the man’s eyes
soften in affection. It sends a thrill through the omega for making his alpha
happy and a warm feeling through the bond as well.
 
“I’ll bring you something to drink and eat. I won’ be late. Lock the door.”
 
“I will. Can I ask one more favor?”
 
“Yes?”
 
“I know this sounds strange but can I call my dad?”

“Of all the things to ask Will. Why? He sold you?”
 
“Yeah and you bought me. We have a complicated relationship. I’m not going to
tell him where I am..I just wanna see how my dogs are. Please..?”
 
Hannibal crosses his arms and tilts his head. Hobbs told him there were like
ten dogs or so at the Graham place. All pets...no guard dogs. He sighs in
acquiesce. The  alpha takes his cell out of his jacket pocket. It’s a burner so
he can always change it out if it becomes compromised. Hannibal tosses it onto
the bed beside the omega.
 
“Thanks Hannibal. I truly appreciate it.” the omega smiles laying his head back
down on his arms his head turned toward the alpha.
 
The alpha grunts making sure the door is locked as he shuts the door. He’ll sit
near a window keeping a look out. The  alpha hopes nothing happens where he’ll
have to truly punish the omega.

Will waits till the hears the alpha leave the door. He closes the slide bolt,
like it would actually stop someone who was determined to get in. The omega
picks up the cell phone. Before he dials, he peeks through the brown curtain
and the looks around. Nobody.
 
The omega dials the phone waiting as it rings chewing on his nails. Will’s
 getting down to the quick on a couple of them.
 
“Come one. Come on.” he mumbles under his breath as he paces in a small tight
circle.
 
“Vice. Lt Devon speaking.”
===============================================================================
 

Hannibal slides into a booth with Beverly again. Margot is at the bar ordering
something.
 
“Where’s the old ball and chain?”
 
“He’s tired and his ass is sore.From riding.” Hannibal says as Bev smirks at
him nodding her head.
 
“I am tired too. Going get something to go.”
 
“What’s the plan?”
 
Hannibal lights a cigarette blowing silver smoke in the air. One of the few
locations that doesn’t give a rats ass if anyone smokes there. The alpha  leans
his head into his hand. He cracks his neck ashing his cigarette on the table.
 
“We are going into gather information and report. No actions is suppose to be
taken.”
 
Beverly looks at Hannibal with a look of incredibility on her face.
 
“Does the mother fucking..fed..”she whispers” know who and what you are? You
are not a man that doesn’t take action.”
 
The alpha takes another drag expelling some more smoke.
 
“Normally  i am not a man of no action. Tomorrow I will be. We need to crawl as
far up Mason’s operation as we can go. Then when the feds make their move we
make ours. We swoop in taking the connections and territory all the while Uncle
Sam foots the bill.” he smirks.
 
“Are you going to tell Will?”
 
“Whay pray tell would I tell him Bev?”
 
“What we are doing...or why we are..Don’t you think he needs to know of the
danger.”
 
“No.”
 
“No? Seriously?”
 
“Yes. No seriously. The less he knows the better. The more authentic he will
act and I am there to watch out for him.” Hannibal says as he looks at a menu.
 
“Hannibal.You’re not using the kid as bait or commodity are you?”
 
The alpha doesn't’ answer or acknowledge the question. Margot comes to the
table with drinks and Bev frowns shaking her head at the omega. She turns and
walks to the table where Zeller and Price are sitting.
 
“Boss...are you?” she asks her face drawn in concern.
 
“Yes..He is a decoy..Something to haggle with Mason over as well as to show him
the kind of merchandise his customers will want. It’s a ruse Bev to get in good
with the psycho.”
 
“What about Will? Mason will want to sample him. Are you going to let that
happen?” Bev’s voice raises.

“No I am not. Even I did or need to, it’s none of your business what I do with
my omega.” Hannibal growls looking over the menu. His voice says the
conversation is over. Bev gets up going to the find Margot. Hannibal goes back
to the menu. Then decides he may have a liquid dinner.
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
     there maybe some OC occurrence happening here. But that's the beauty
     of an AU..right?
The white static noise, from the TV, hisses between burst of noise from
channels Will stops on to reject.He  then clicks onto another one. He finally
settles on some game show for noise to cover Hannibal’s snoring. Apparently one
of the consequences for his alpha “tying one on” is snoring. Loud..Constant
snoring..a barrage of sounds that doesn’t stop no matter what position the
alpha sleeps.
 
Will knows. He knows because he has roused the alpha all night to change
positions to no avail. The snoring continues, if Hannibal is on his stomach,
his back,his side or elevated. When Will has been able to sleep he dreams of
weed eaters and lawn mowers. True better than the usual onslaught of death and
mayhem that is normal for the omega. But there is  something to be said  for
the quietness about death that Will feels he hasn’t fully appreciated till now.
The alpha also sleeps like the dead because out of spite, Will has tried to
wake him up. If the omega is going to be up from lack of sleep,then by God, his
tormentor will suffer as well.
 
The omega succeeds in waking the alpha but that is all. Hannibal just goes back
to sleep. Will rolls his eyes covering his ears when the alpha makes a loud
snort.
 
“That’s it!” grumbles Will.
 
The omega gets up from the bed. He throws on a t shirt,jeans and sneakers. He
looks through one of the saddle bags finding a smaller collar, as well as his
glasses. Will takes the other off, he feels a tad bit of guilt for not asking
the alpha permission but the can’t stand the one the has on now. It cuts into
his jaw and collarbone. He places the smaller collar around his neck.
 
“Much better.” Will mumbles as he smooths the collar against his neck.
===============================================================================
 
The omega leaves  Hannibal a  note. Placing his glasses on his nose, the omega
adjusts them as he slips quietly out the door.He heads across the street to get
some breakfast. The bar is quiet when Will opens the door. A couple of
employees are chatting at the bar while filling salt and pepper shakers. He
slides into a booth taking a menu.
 
When the waitress comes over, Will orders coffee with bacon and eggs. She nods
as she continues writing down the order heading toward the kitchen. The omega
scrubs a hand down his face before staring at the empty bench opposite him. His
glasses set sideways across his face, he moves them back and sighs. The omega
is enjoying the relatively quiet of the bar until someone slides into the seat
opposite him. It takes the omega a moment before his eyes focus, then he
realizes he has a uninvited guest.
 
It’s the young alpha biker from the other night. He has a lopsided smirk on his
face. Green eyes dance in mischief finding the attractive omega alone without
 his alpha nowhere in sight. Will groans as he rolls his eyes pushing his
glasses higher up on his nose.
 
“Aren’t you happy to see me? I didn’t know you wear glasses. Makes you look all
teachery.” Matthew wiggles his fingers at Will.
 
Will looks at the alpha. “Teachery? I don’t think that’s even a real word is
it?”
 
“I spoke it, therefore it must be a real word.” laughs Matthew Brown.
 
“Whatever,dude. Why are sitting here? There are plenty of other seats.” Will
waves a hand showing the tables without customers.
 
“But none have you.”
 
“My point exactly. I don’t need any trouble with my alpha.”
 
Before Matthew can answer, the waitress returns with Will’s coffee. The omega
nearly moans just from the smell but refrains. Matthew asks the waitress for a
cup of coffee as well.
 
“I am not here to cause trouble with your alpha” Matthew’s eyes have concern in
them. ”Does he hurt you? There are ways to get out of a bond you know.”
 
Will stares at Matthew over his coffee his face feels flushed. He’s
uncomfortable with the attention and a little miffed what the alpha is
implying.The omega lowers his cup staring at the alpha.
 
“I am fine. He’s fine.” Will says looking at the wall denoting that topic was
closed.
 
“Okay..where is he?”
 
“Not far. Why are you talking to another alpha’s omega, Burt?”
 
“Burt?” a laugh barked disrupts the quiet of the room. People turn and look at
the source.
 
“Yeah, isn’t that your name? Burt, Buster, Butterscotch...something like that?”
Will smirks when the senses the disappointment of the younger alpha.
 
“It’s Brown, Matthew Brown, doll.”
 
“Oh, are we in a old Noir film? My name is not doll or honey or sweetheart.”
Will snarls out.
 
“Point taken, Will. No more pet names.”
 
“I am nobody's pet.”
 
Matthew just smiles lacing his hands around his coffee mug.The waitress returns
with Will’s breakfast placing it before him. She tops off the coffee then
returning to the bar. Will watches her lean over the bar talking with the
bartender. The omega moves his eyes to the plate. His appetite has disappeared.
The omega stabs his eggs with conviction, not letting the alpha see how his
presence affects Will. It’s all about playing the game. He takes a bite, eyes
still resolutely on his plate.
 
Matthew clears his throat. The alpha chuckles when he sees Will continue to
ignore him. ‘Stubborn’ the alpha muses. He clears it again. Will looks up at
him over his eye glasses. His blue eyes flashing in irritation.
 
“How well do you know your alpha?”
 
Will sits back in a huff. The omega  continues to chew looking at the alpha. He
swallows then wipes his mouth with a napkin.The omega stares at Matthew a few
more moments. Will is contemplating why the alpha wants to know about his
relationship with Hannibal. Will feels like a double meaning is hidden in his
question. It  feels like more than just interest in the omega himself. The
alpha is fishing for something but what?
 
Instead of asking what the alpha’s game is, he gives a long suffering look and
sigh.
 
“Get to the fucking point. I am not playing twenty questions with you.” He
shakes his curls crossing his arms in front of him. Tensing in anticipation of
what may be revealed or asked.
 
“Your alpha is one bad ass mother fucker. He’s involved in all types of illegal
activities. But what really should concern you is that he is making an alliance
with Mason Verger. That crazy asshole  deals in omega trafficking.”
 
Will’s eyes widen as his eyebrows shoot up. He continues to look at the alpha
not breaking eye contact, even though it physically hurts,  so he can suss out
any deception quickly.He feels nothing but sincerity. Fuck..
 
“You are telling me this because you are an innocent businessman or a concerned
citizen?”
 
“Hell no! I am telling you because I am selfish. I don’t want to see you sold
into slavery. You’ve got something about you that makes you special.Maybe some
day you’ll show me.”
 
There is a pregnant pause before Will speaks again. “Don’t hold your breath.
Why would Hannibal sell his mate into slavery? You sound like you’re making
shit up to stir the pot.”
 
“Well let’s say this has happened before. He sold his sister. Why wouldn’t  he
sell you? Just sayin’. Hate to see that happen to you. Here. Take this.”
Matthew hands a card toward Will. Will looks at him with disbelief. Before the
alpha  lays it down, he looks Will in the eye.
 
“I am trusting you. Don’t fuck things up for me.”
 
Will gives him a questioning look while Matthew lays the card face down. The
alpha smiles sliding out of the booth heading towards the door. The omega looks
at the card for a few moments. Curiosity getting the better of him, he picks it
up turning it over.The omga feels a tingle run down his spine to his toes.
 
Matthew Brown, DEA officer
 
“What the fuck?!” he whispers.
 
The omega looks around stuffing the card down in his jeans pocket. He throws
some money on the table. Will heads quickly out the door. He looks around
seeing no one around in the parking lot,  he heads back over to the motel
room.The omega stuffs his hands in his jeans pocket grasping the card.Will
slows his walk getting a hold of himself. It wouldn’t be wise to walk into the
room looking guilty. He has nothing to feel culpable about but this information
weighs on him. The omega side argues he must tell his alpha.
 
Will guesses that the DEA is investigating the drug trafficking aspect of
Hannibal’s operation.It was risky for Brown to reveal himself to Will. The
omega of his suspect. Will could blow his cover or worse yet, Brown could be
murdered.Will runs his hands through his hair as he approaches the door. Will
stops taking in a calming breath. For now, he’ll hold on to this information,
keeping it close to the vest. He’ll see what Hannibal is intending to do with
him.
===============================================================================
 
 
The omega opens the door to hear the water running in the bathroom. Will goes
to the tiny coffee pot starting the room’s complimentary coffee. He feels a tad
regretful. He should have brought breakfast for Hannibal. Will pauses, how is
he going to explain the other alpha’s scent on him. Hell it’s barely detectable
but Hannibal with his fucking super nose. Fuck it, the truth is best in a pinch
anyway. He sighs.
 
The water stops. Will feels his heart stutter. Why is he afraid? Could Brown be
telling the truth about the alpha selling his sister? Will walks back to the
bed sitting on the edge. The omega stares absently at the TV while he listens
to  Hannibal in the bathroom. Will turns to look at the alpha when he emerges
from the bathroom. All tan muscle with tattoos and scars wrapped around
Hannibal like a badge of honor. It makes him squirm as heat pools at his
pelvis.
 
“Like what you see?”  Hannibal smiles as he rubs himself down with a towel.
 
“In fact I do.” says the omega followed by a blush and eyes going back to the
tv.
 
He hears a growl from the alpha as he smirks. Will feels the alpha’s hand card
through his hair. Will leans his head against Hannibal’s thigh gently nuzzling
the rough towel there. It feels good. Despite all the events going down, it
feels good to be close to the dangerous alpha.The omega  feels a tug of longing
in his chest. Will’s not sure if it is love or lust this longing but he doesn’t
really care at the moment.
 
Will moves his hands up under the towel as he continues to nuzzle the alpha’s
thigh. His hands massage Hannibal’s thigh sliding from front to back. The skin
feels so good when the omega touches it, slightly damp and cool. The muscles
are pulled taut in anticipation. Hannibal moans as his hands card through
Will’s hair. They caress down to Will’s neck around to his cheeks and jaw. Will
pulls the towel off looking at the alpha through his lashes.
 
Hannibal’s eyes are dark, his cheeks slightly ruddy and his lips parted as he
looks down at his omega. Will wraps his fingers around the base of  Hannibal’s
almost hard cock. He tugs then licks the side, going back to the root then his
tongue sliding up underneath the shaft. The alpha moans and groans with each
flick of Will’s clever tongue. The omega’s clever tongue circles to the head
dancing over the slit. Will engulfs Hannibal’s cock all the way down to the
root. His head bobs up and down. Will’s hair is given a hard tug and pull.
Hannibal pants as Will moans sending vibrations up the alpha’s cock.
 
The alpha pulls his cock out. He grabs Will underneath his jaw with both hands,
he pulls the omega up into an open kiss. Will returns the relentless
exploration as he struggles to pull off his shirt. Hannibal breaks free  so he
can unfasten Will’s jeans. Will grabs Hannibal in another kiss as he struggles
out of his pants and underwear that has been shoved to his ankles.
 
Hannibal grabs the omega’s ass with both hands. He then throws Will on the bed
grabbing his clothing impediment. He throws the offending garment onto the
floor. Will laughs as Hannibal growls crawling onto the bed. The alpha’s head
drops as his tongue licks it’s way up the omega’s body. Along the way to Will’s
lips, the alpha nips and plants gentle kisses.When he finally reaches his
destination, the takes Will’s mouth caging him inside his limbs. Hannibal
settles his weight onto his omega. Their bodies rub and slide together as sweat
starts pooling in dips of flesh.  Hannibal takes both their cocks in large
calloused hands pulling them together.
 
Will closes his eyes enjoying the feeling of building orgasm. The  omega pulls
the alpha down nibbling on Hannibal’s earlobe. Sucking and twisting it with his
tongue as though it was a cherry stem the is tying into a knot. Hannibal’s
growl vibrating down his and Will’s body as he increases his hand’s pace. The
alpha closes his eyes, as he and Will’s breath become quicker. His pulls more
erratic until Will comes followed by himself. The omega pulls the alpha close
latching onto his neck in a kiss.
 
They kiss soft and gentle as they come down from their haze. Their breathing
evens out into quiet pants and sighs. Will snuggles underneath his alpha’s
arms. Hannibal rubs his forehead chuckling.
 
“I guess I’ll need another shower.”
 
“We can save time and water. Take one together.” Will smiles looking up at
Hannibal. Hannibal returns the smile.
 
“Sounds good. This was a good..unexpected. You are full of surprise, Will. What
brought this affection this morning?”
 
Will shrugs. “I forgot to bring you breakfast.”the omega smiles wide when the
sees Hannibal’s eyebrows shoot up. Hannibal laughs.
 
“Well you can forget it as often as you like. Just as long as you make
restitution...pleasurable ones.”
 
“I’ll keep that in mind.” smirks Will. “What are we doing today?”
 
“I’ve got a business meeting. We’ll be heading out of here in a few hours.”
Hannibal reaches for a cigarette lighting one up. He takes a long pull then
smoke billows out into the room.
 
For a few minutes all Will can hear is the cracking of the cigarette with their
breathing. The TV's volume barely turned up to be heard. Will shivers from the
cooling sweat. Hannibal pulls up a blanket covering them.
 
“Why don’t you get some sleep. I know you didn’t get any last night.”
 
“You ain’t fucking kidding. Next time you get that drunk, I want separate
rooms.”
 
“I’ve got some ear plugs you can borrow.”
 
Will feels a deep rumbling chuckle. The omega playfully glares up at the alpha.
 
“Would have been nice to have them last night.”
 
“Sorry.”
 
“I have a feeling you're more amused at my misery than sorry bout it.”
 
Hannibal shrugs smiling taking another drag off the cigarette. Will sighs as
the lays his head back down on the alpha’s chest. He grumbles about insensitive
alpha’s  until he falls asleep.










***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Notes
     Sorry about the lengthily updates guys. That's what happens when life
     busts in and you've got too many stories in the fire. Anyway...not
     beta as usual.
Hannibal emerges from the bathroom later with an unfurling of steam after his
second shower.He observes Will packing their clothes in the saddle bag. He
walks up behind the omega.The alpha smirks encircling Will in his arms. The
omega is fully dressed in the clothes the alpha has bought him. Hannibal
decides Will should definitely wear leather more often.
 
The alpha rubs his nose below Will’s ear. It sends a shiver down the omega’s
spine with a giggly huff of air. The omega draws his shoulders up as the
wiggles to get free from the tickling sensation. Will smiles throwing his arms
around Hannibal’s shoulders.He moves to place a soft kiss on the alpha’s lips.
Right before their lips touches, the hotel room door flies open. It hits Will
into Hannibal.
 
 The alpha twist to face the threat throwing the omega to the ground. The omega
lands on his side with a hard thud. Two police officer in tactical gear grab
Hannibal. His towel falls to the floor when the press him to the wall putting
handcuffs on the struggling alpha. One has a taser which the beta uses on the
wet alpha. Hannibal stands quivering before the office lets go of the trigger.
Hannibal falls to the ground.
 
Will yells an onslaught of profanities while another alpha officer grabs the
omega pulling him out of the room. The officer turns Will  toward the cruiser
then his chest hits the trunk of the car.Will feels hands move up and down his
body as the alpha checks him for weapons. The alpha hands move and cup his ass.
Will yells out indignantly that the officer needs to watch where he puts his
hands. The alpha merely smirks murmuring a half hearted apology as he puts
handcuffs on the omega.
 
They bring Hannibal out clad in only in jeans. No shirt or shoes toward off the
cold, the cold doesn’t affect the alpa much. He witnesses the altercation
between Will and the officer. Hannibal breaks free from the two officers
barreling into the offending alpha bringing the officer down. It takes four
alpha officers to pull Hannibal off the other alpha. Will fills an omega pride
that Hannibal is his  apex alpha. They wrestle Hannibal over to a van with the
other gang members. Will and Margot, the only omegas, are taken separately to
the police station.
===============================================================================
 
 
Hannibal paces in the small interrogation room. It had taken two hours alone to
find out where they had taken Will. Another hour to get some flip flops and a t
shirt. Hannibal still hadn’t had his phone call. The alpha will  call Jack when
he does get the phone call. The FBI agent owes him for all his work. He needs
to bail Hannibal out of this trumped up charges.
 
 The alpha flexes his fingers curling them into fists and then out again. All
his alpha instincts are to rend and tear apart everyone in his way till the
finds his mate. A weight on his chest makes him simultaneous anxious and angry
that his mate is somewhere else. Some other alpha could be trying to claim
him.Lure him away to his dwelling where Will would give him pups. The alpha
growls low remembering the officer that had put his hand on something that was
not his. Hannibal will get out and will make his displeasure felt by the other
alpha.
 
He walks around the table throwing himself into the chair. The  alpha  folds
his body putting his hands on his bent head rubbing it. Hannibal hears the door
open and an older alpha comes into the room. He’s mid fifties with gray at his
temple. The face of a man who has aged before his time with deep worry lines.
The policeman  is dressed in a cheap suit...Hannibal calls it a cop suit. The
alpha places a cup of coffee in front of Hannibal.
 
“It’s fucking awful but it’s something.” The detective says as he groans
sitting down. The older alpha runs a hand through his hair. Hannibal takes a
sip grimacing at the taste.
 
“I am Lt Devon.” the detective opens a manilla folder. “Looks like you are a
busy man, Mr Lecter.”
 
“Doctor.”
 
“Excuse me?”
 
“I have a MD and a PHD. Please address me with the title of doctor.” the alpha
smiles. Hannibal loves the look on people's faces when he tells them that
little bit of information. People sit up and take notice. The alpa drags out
his proper speech and etiquette he once employed everyday before he found the
call of open road to hard to ignore anymore.
 
The lieutenant eyebrows shoots up and his nods his head impressed. “Well a very
educated drug lord. Now that’s refreshing.”
 
Hannibal remains silent for a moment.His eyes glinting with appraisal of the
other man.
 
“Know what we found among your possession as well as most of the other
members?” Devon waits a beat before going on.
 
“Weed, X,uppers, downers and copious amounts of script meds. Unregistered
firearms and explosives. Several of your companions have outstanding warrants.
“ the alpha tilts his head looking at Hannibal. The doctor’s eyes gleam with
what looks like pride.
 
“Apparently there is something you want, perhaps, a bigger fish? Yes? If that
wasn't the case I would be arraigned on charges by now.”
 
Devon grins. “I see we are on our way to a cooperative effort. Now…”
 
“But” Hannibal raises his finger signal for the alpha to be quiet. “I want to
see my omega..Now..” He points his finger down toward the table.
 
Devon sits back. “I could arrange that. He’s a pretty one. Gotta be a handful
for an old dog like you. He’s headstrong and impetuous, I imagine.”
 
Hannibal growls glaring at the other man. The alpha doesn’t not like this swine
talking about Will as though he knows him. After the slight from the alpha
officer, Hannibal’s patience is wearing thin. His eyes pierce the alpha across
from him. The chuckles and smiles at the other. This rude behavior amps up
Hannibal’s anger.
 
Devon puts up his hand.”Okay..let me go get him.”
===============================================================================
 
The older alpha gets up leaving the room. Hannibal paces for a moment waiting
for Will to come in the room. The alpha expected Will to be brought in by
another officer holding his arm. He expected the omega to be upset...possibly
crying...needing the comfort of his alpha. Instead Hannibal watches as a
smiling Will who walks in alone. The omega carries a notepad and bag that
smells of cheap fast food. The omega wears a police badge that hangs by a chain
around his slender neck. A neck that is not wearing Hannibal’s collar.
 
Will sets down the bag and pad of paper. He takes out a couple of sandwiches
and fries looking down at what he is doing.
 
“Sorry about the wait and quality of food. It took sometime to get things
straight so I could get you something.”
 
Will puts his thumb in mouth so he can lick off some stray ketchup. His blue
eyes look up at Hannibal. Before the omega can move the alpha has him around
the neck.
 
“Where.The .Fuck.Is. Your Collar. William?” he hisses in the omega’s ear. Will
doesn’t move a muscle out of instinct.  The predator has him by the neck and
his teeth bared. Hannibal feels Will’s adam’s apple bob when the omega
swallows. The door suddenly opens revealing the handsy alpha officer from this
morning. Hannibal growls in warning which the other returns.
 
Will throws out his arms in an attempt to stave off the alphas from attacking
each other.
 
“Whoa! Back off! Both of you!”
 
“Do you need help Detective Graham?!” asks the officer
 
“It’s Lecter you asshole!” growls Hannibal
 
The other alpha ignores him looking at Will. Will looks at Hannibal in the eyes
look pointly at the placement of his hands. Hannibal drops his hands. The alpha
 moves to sit down in the seat.
 
“No officer Perkins. I can get it from here.” Will sits down. He watches the
other alpha close the door. The omega  looks at Hannibal as he crosses his arms
across the surface of table.
 
“Aren’t you happy to see me Daddy? Safe and sound?”  The omega's voice lilts up
at the end of the sentence. He gives the alpha an innocent look batting his
eyelashes.
 
“I would never have pegged you for a cop.” the alpha snorts tearing off the
sandwich wrapper. He’s hungry enough to eat cold greasy fast food.
 
“That’s the whole point.I told you I wasn’t lying when I said I am twenty four.
At least you weren’t having sex with a minor.Everything else is questionable.”
Will rolls his eyes.
 
Hannibal chews wiping his mouth taking a drink of the coffee. “The other guy
who sold you. I take it he is not your dad?”
 
Will chuckles rubbing his hand across his chin looking at Hannibal through his
lashes. Hannibal thinks how fucking unfair life can be. Here he finally takes
an omega for a mate. An intelligent gorgeous omega who turns out to be a
fucking cop. A detective in vice.The alpha reluctantly feels pride for Will to
have advanced quickly at his age in the department. The omega must be gifted.
Hannibal finishes his sandwich looking at Will.Will pushes his curls away from
his face.
 
“Nope my dad passed away a long time ago. The man is the officer in charge. I
am working vice till I can move up to homicide investigation.My youthful face
looks, as well as being an omega, gives me an advantage in undercover work.”
 
“So where is it?”
Will ignores the question as he continues on with an explanation of the turn of
events. He was not exactly feeling too guilty about the deception he had to
maintain. Well, he was trying to avoid the feeling but failing at that. The
omega felt compelled to tell the alpha the truth.
 
“Things did not go as planned from the get go.The department is getting a lot
of heat because of my gender. Also someone leaked out that I was sold, then
kidnapped and forced into mating by  a known criminal alpha.I wonder who that
could be?” Will looks at Hannibal. The alpha just shrugs.
 
“So..the collar?”
 
Will gives an exasperated smile then shakes his head. Alphas.
 
“That’s another situation you and I will have to discuss because there are
several options we can choose. But now..you are facing...human trafficking,
kidnapping an omega, assaulting an officer, resisting arrest, drug possession,
intent to sell, illegal firearms...shit Hannibal..we could send you away for
life. That doesn’t count for federal charges but I think you’ve got your get
out of free card  there with Agent Jack Crawford. He’s on his way here by the
way.”
 
“Has he explained our agreement and what it entails?”
 
 Hannibal takes Will’s small hand in his. He memorizes every bump and vein on
it. The alpha admires the slender fingers even with his nails are bitten
off.Hannibal feels an unexpected tightness in his chest. Will could dissolve
legally the bond they have. There are several drugs counteract the virus that
has infected the omega.
 When an alpha bites an omega breaking the skin he gives the omega the virus.
The virus changes the brain by creating chemicals to heighten feelings of love
toward the alpha.The virus seems to give both parties a connection.Why the
couple experiences each others feelings, has yet to be discovered.
This breakthrough of finding the virus has lead to research for an antiviral
medication to cure the bonding virus. If the bond has been established over
years, there is nothing the medication can do. Alpha’s often reinfect the omega
when they reopen the bonding mark drawing more blood. This instinctual process
strengths the bonding virus. If the antiviral is given within a year,the
success rate of ridding the omega of the infection is almost hundred percent.
The drug is very expensive for an individual to purchase. In certain cases when
bonding has been forced, law enforcement agency, omega advocacy programs and
the medical community can arrange for the omega to receive the medication.
Since Will works in law enforcement, his access to the medication is easy.
Hannibal wonders of Will thought of this when he was sold to biker. The alpha
runs through his mind palace to that day. The recall Will’s face. The emotion
of fear was genuine.The omega being sold seems was not part of the operational
plan.
The alpha looks up at Will’s face.
 
“Were you sold on purpose? That may be considered entrapment.”
 
“No. That was a spontaneous decision made by my dad.” the omega uses air
quotes.
 
“My job that day was scout the area for drugs and alcohol being sold to minors.
As an omega.” Will’s hand points to himself. “ I am not considered a threat or
sometimes I am not regarded at all.This animity allows me to go most anywhere.
My partner was going to use the sale as leverage to pressure you into giving
 information about the drug trade in the area. The human trafficking has been
under investigation for a while now. Which brings me to the point of what is
your business with Mason Verger?”
 
“I would rather wait till Jack arrives to discuss this with you.”
 
Will taps his pen against the notepad as the seems to be considering the alpha.
The throws the pen down and crosses  his arms.
 
“I really hope it didn’t involve selling me or sharing me with said individual.
Especially since the man is know to be quite the sadist. I think that would
change my opinion of you.”
 
Hannibal cocks an eyebrow. “What is your opinion of me, William?”
 
Will smiles. They are interrupted by the inopportune arrival of Jack Crawford.



***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter Notes
     I know..I know..I know! It has been ages since I have updated this
     bad boy! But I have not forgotten it or abandoned it! So for
     #SummertimeSlick fest, I am going to finish it!...Hopefully...barring
     any foreseen problems...disclaimer as always..but really there isn't
     too much from the actual end.So without further ado...
     Give @emptyheart lots of love..she picked up beta from here on...so
     any crazy stuff in the beginning with grammar and such is all me...
See the end of the chapter for more notes
A brisk knock made the couple jump. The door opened and Jack Crawford came into
the room. He nodded to Hannibal and stuck his hand out to Will.
 
“I am special Agent Jack Crawford.”
 
“I am Officer Will Graham...Lecter.” Will added the Lecter on after Hannibal
almost snarled at him. He pointed to a seat for the Agent to take.
 
Once all settled, there was a moment of silence as the men took stock of one
another. Will was thankful, for once, that it was an all alpha posturing. He
felt on equal footing with the older men. He cleared his throat.
 
“I understand you and Hannibal have an agreement in place?”
 
Jack nodded in agreement. He leaned forward as though he was taking Will into
his confidence.  “Yes. We approached Hannibal with a deal for immunity for
himself and witness protection for his sister Mischa. Dr. Lecter is in the
unique position to gather information on Mason Verger.”
 
“The Pig King?”
 
“Yes. He is also a major player in drugs and gun runner. We are mainly
interested in his human trafficking operation. He mainly takes omegas to sell.”
 
“Are you leaving the drugs and guns for the DEA? I met one of their undercovers
recently.”
 
Crawford’s eyebrows went up in surprise.  “We knew they were keeping an eye on
Verger, but I wasn’t aware of an operation in play. What’s his name?”

“Matthew Brown.”
 
“Brown?!” growled Hannibal
 
“Do you know him?” asked Crawford, already guessing the answer.
 
“Yes. He’s a wanna be punk. He’s been trying to muscle into my territory and he
made a move on my omega.”
 
“Your omega is sitting right here. Don’t talk about me like I am not here when
I am.” Will glared at Hannibal. Crawford watched the exchange with interest.
 
“Why didn't you tell me you mated a cop?”
 
“Because I was not aware of William's occupation,” the alpha growlled out.
 
“Not often someone pulls the wool over your eyes, Lecter.”
 
“Don’t remind me. I was distracted.”
 
Will snorted but before he can say anything, Hannibal placed a hand over his
mouth.
 
“No further comment is needed. Oww!”
 
Hannibal pulled back his hand, hissing in pain as he saw the indentation of
Will’s teeth in his palm. He put the wound to his own mouth, sucking on the
mark.
“Do it again and next time you’ll pull back a nub, Hanni!”
 
“Alright, you two. Keep the lover’s spats at home. Here keep your head in the
game!” Crawford held up his hands to signal an end to the argument before it
heated up any further.
 
“What is your plan for Verger?”
 
“Dr. Lecter was to set up a deal for omegas for guns, drugs, or money. Then
after the exchange, we come in arrest everyone. Once everything is settled
Hannibal’s bikers are to be released. Those who wish witness protection are
given it and those who decline are given immunity.  The goal is to take Verger
and his cronies out of circulation for good.”
 
Will looks at Hannibal, his eyebrow raised.
 
“I wouldn’t let him lay a hand on you ever, Will.”
 
“You better not.”
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The group road onto the Verger estate with additional betas and omegas., all
undercover DEA, and FBI agents, as merchandise for the party. Matthew Brown’s
group ride in moments later. The DEA and riders were working in tandem now but
do not have to act as though like each other. Brown was having the time of his
life throwing lusty looks at Will and pushing Hannibal’s buttons. Hannibal
vowed to take care of Matthew as soon as he can without being thrown into
prison.
 
Will was too rattled from all the emotions crashing over his walls to notice
either of the alphas. He was especially on edge once Mason Verger came on the
scene. The man won’t keep his hands to himself and Will’s youthful appearance
is like honey to the killer bee.  Verger can’t get enough. He actually
requested a free sample of some sweet screams from Will. Hannibal flatly
refused anything like that without some kind of agreement on the table. Will
didn’t feel any better with that little statement. He looked to Hannibal to
communicate his displeasure, but the alpha’s cool exterior gives nothing away.
 It dawned on Will how little he knows of Hannibal.  If Hannibal is willing to
go this far for his sister, would he be willing to betray Will and the FBI if
it meant saving her?  Will felt the answer was a resounding yes.  It crushed
something inside him.  There was nothing to be done about it now. Will needed
to be cautious and vigilant. He can only trust himself in this precarious
situation.
===============================================================================
 
 
Will shivered when he felt the shot in the neck and he looked over at Hannibal.
 His eyes filled with betrayal and then nothing because he felt nothing. It was
like they were never bonded. There were medications that eliminated unwanted
bonds but they took time and was a gradual process. For some omegas and alphas,
the bonding chemicals never fully reversed, there was some residual bond. With
this new formula Hannibal invented it was instantaneous, as though the mating
never occurred, or worse yet, the bonded mate was dead. Will felt a dark void.
He stumbled, grabbing his neck where Hannibal’s teeth marks still were.  The
only thing that was left from their union. His eyes widened then Will squeezed
them shut hard, willing himself not to cry or whine. Will needed to stay in
control of his instincts and not give in no matter how overwhelmed he was.
 
“Well, now that answers the question of whether it works or not, doesn’t it?!”
Mason gleefully laughed, “Excellent! Now for the other test! Matty!”
 
Will’s eyes open quickly as Hannibal growls, “What’s the meaning of this?!”
 
“Well, just as we needed to test to see if this would dissolve a bond. We gotta
see if a new bond can be formed, don’t we? Some of these alpha buying omegas,
as crazy as this sounds, some of ‘em want to actually bond with them! Can you
imagine?! Oh, there you are Matty!”
 
Matthew Brown sauntered through the door looking pleased with himself. Will was
frozen by everything that was happening and looked into Matthew’s eyes. He knew
then that Matthew was no longer working for the DEA. Matthew was a rogue agent
working with Mason. Will backed up with the intention of running before one of
Mason’s goons grabbed from behind. He began to struggle. Hannibal stepped
forward growling but blocked by two of Mason’s men.
 
“Now Hannibal, you can’t tell me you care about this omega?! He was a toy.
Something to experiment with, right? It shouldn’t bother you who I give him to
as long as you get paid.”
 
“I don’t like my competitors getting anything that’s mine.”
 
“Well, he’s pretty yes, but it’s just sloppy seconds. Besides, he’s a cop, so
who cares?!”
 
Mason’s voice goes from gleeful to deadly quietly as everyone becomes silent in
the room. Will looks at Hannibal.  Oh, fuck!  Will begins to struggle harder as
Matthew pulls out a pair of handcuffs. Before Hannibal pulls a punch, Mason’s
men have a gun in his face.
 
“Don’t feel bad, Hanni! You’re the first to be fooled by a pretty face and
great piece of ass. You won’t be the last. I am doing you a favor really.”
 
Hannibal watched coolly as Will’s struggles intensified as Matthew finally got
his hands into the cuffs after Will receives a few punches for resistance.
 Mason laughed at the struggle, commenting on Will’s feistiness before Matthew
threw him over his shoulder and carried him out the door.
 
Will groaned as Matthew’s shoulder dug into his stomach and his face throbbed.
 His head swung and he began to feel nauseous. Matthew started loping down the
stairs and Will closed his eyes, taking in deep breaths and trying to will away
how he felt so he could think about this situation. It had gone sideways so
quickly.  If only Hannibal had let them know what he was truly selling Verger.
 He squeezed his eyes tight as tears fell. Will was a pawn this whole time.
 Hannibal planned this whole time to use him to demonstrate this formula.The
alpha strengthened the bond so the break would be more severe, easier to see.  
Did Hannibal know he was a cop this whole time?
 
It didn’t matter. None of that mattered now.  He’s got to let them know back at
headquarters. They could be walking into a potential slaughter. A clever
distraction for Hannibal slips away under the radar.
 
“Matthew...I think...I am ...going...to...get sick.” Will said, his voice
thick.
 
Matthew turned down a hall, stepping into a small room and turning on a light.
It’s a bathroom.  He put Will in front of the toilet and lifted the seat.  Once
Will was finished being sick, he gave him water to swish his mouth out.
 
“How long?”
 
“How long have I worked with Mason?”
 
Will nods.
 
“About a year.”
 
“Why? He’s a pig...a monster.”
 
Will’s red-rimmed eyes pierce Matthew.
 
“Financial. I know boring, right. But I am tired of working for nothing.
Everything we do doesn’t change a damn thing.”
 
“Then why are you bothering with me? You know I’m a cop?”
 
“Because I like you. I didn’t want Mason to sell you off to some alpha. Besides
you know the saying, better the alpha you know than the alpha you don’t.
Besides once bonded, you can’t testify against me.”
 
“You are not seriously going to try and bond with me are you?”
 
Not replying, Matthew picked Will up again and headed out the bathroom.
 
“Matthew! Answer me!”
 
“I am.”
 
“Matthew! You can’t do this! You don’t know what it will do to me!”
 
“Nope, but you’ll be mine.”
 
Will began to struggle anew in panic.  It had felt like he was torn in two when
Hannibal’s bond left him. To have another so soon after, he didn’t think he
could take it.  Matthew growled at him smacking him on the ass a few times,
growling at him to settle. Will convinced himself that he needed to calm down
to think. Will strained pulling himself up to look where they were heading.
They were in some kind of tunnel then suddenly they were outside.  It looked
like they were at the edge of the property near the edge of the forest.
 Matthew’s bike was there along with a few of the other members of his club.
One member looked up from his phone.
 
“Got what you came for?”
 
“Yea.  Make the call.”
 
The man pushes a button. A voice answer and the bikers says, “It’s time” before
hanging up. Matthew put Will’s feet on the ground, keeping a hand on him while
he helps Will get on the bike. There was no point in struggling. Matthew could
run Will down on the bike easily. Matthew slid behind him. They all started
their motors when Will heard sirens in the distance.  Will looked over his
shoulder at Matthew.
 
“What can I say? I want it all.” he laughs as they take off in the night.




Chapter End Notes
     Yes...short...but the ball is back in play!
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Notes
     beta by @emptyheart with many thanks
     Short but updated!
Present Day-Year After Verger Sting
 
Will walked slowly through the open market using his cream fedora as a
makeshift fan. Sweat rolled from his temple past the collar of his light linen
shirt to his collar bone. The gold tags winked when caught in the sunlight and
clinked softly together when he moved.  Will’s other hand shoved into cream
linen pants and grasped a few coins. He sighed, wiping the sweat from his clean
shaven face.  His eyes were bright blue in a bronze face with a smattering of
freckles.  His curls, shortened to where they were mere waves now, did nothing
to help keep him cool. Will decided he had wasted enough time here and turned
toward the direction of the docks where the alpha he belonged to was waiting
for him.
 
Time was a funny thing. It could stop. It could go fast or slow. It was suppose
to heal wounds and soften memory. However it could not reverse. It could not be
undone.  Once lost it was never gained again.
 
Will felt the passage of time deep within his bones and they ached. He hoped
Hannibal ached as much, if not more than he did, because he deserved it. The
first few months were the worst of Will’s life.  The chemical Hannibal had
created to break alpha/omega bonds worked instantaneously but only lasted for a
few months. Will often contemplated if this was an intentional flaw in the
formula so that both parties would have to be exposed for permanent results or
if this was a ruse to dupe Mason Verger. Will would have been the perfect patsy
to take the drug, demonstrating its effectiveness before the police swooped in
for the sting. Or was Hannibal’s plan to take the money and run? Whatever the
final plan was, Will was not privy to it.
===============================================================================
 


Three Months After Verger Sting
 
Will’s head rested against his arm as he leaned against the doorframe of the
small cottage on the beach. He was looking out into the evening sky. His hip
jutted out as his one leg crossed over the other. His toes curled in and out of
the cool sand that was everywhere inside and outside the dwelling. The wind
played with sun-kissed curls longer and wilder from days in the surf.
 
Will knew without a doubt that three months after feeling like he and Hannibal
never shared a connection he felt something. Over the remaining months, the
bond thrummed to life, sometimes lasting mere minutes, other times to weeks. It
was pure torture.  A limbo because Matthew’s attempted bond was a broken
connection that left Will with power surges of intense emotions.  Sometimes
Will wasn’t sure whose emotions he was feeling; it could be his, Hannibal’s,
Matthew’s or, hell, the people on the street.  He felt more unsure and unstable
than when he was a teenager with a gush of hormones.
 
The last few months were a living hell for Will, physically and mentally.
Physically, because Matthew does not have the restraint and patience that
Hannibal was gifted with. Even though Will amused the alpha, their arguments
turned physical when Will pushed too far. One incident led to hospitalization
for injuries, but Matthew took Will out before he was fully admitted. Will now
walked with a limp due to his leg not healing correctly. Will’s heat cycle was
broken as he explained it. This was due to the drugs Mason gave Matthew to
start his cycle for bonding. When the bond didn’t work, Matthew decided to try
them several more times.  Then there was the physical withdrawal from being
away from Hannibal, his bonded mate.
 
What Hannibal didn’t realize or tell Mason was the drug worked on omegas, but
for it to be effective the alpha needed to be injected by the drug as well.
 Without both connections broken then after a while the Omega could feel the
old bond again. The bond was weak, but it was there. If another bond was
introduced during this time, the connection was made to the alpha but it was
maybe a half connection, or the Omega may experience a weak connection to the
new alpha.  So here they were both miserable.  Will hoped Hannibal was fucking
miserable as well because if anyone fucking deserved it.  That bastard did!
 
Will missed Hannibal, dreaming of the alpha most nights. Most days they met in
his stream, talking as Will fished and Hannibal cooked by the campfire. It did
very little to quell the longing in Will’s heart and sullen mood.


Will sighed, turning to place his back against the frame. He growled his
frustration as the chain around his ankle rubbed and scraped the floor. He
closed his blue eyes as his head thumped back on the door frame, scratching the
teeth marks on his neck.
 
“If you keep doing that it’ll get infected again,” came Matthew’s voice from
inside the cottage.
 
Will flipped him a bird without opening his eyes or ceasing the scratching. A
laugh was his answer to the gesture. Will amused Matthew a lot, which was a
good thing considering Will continued to be his prickly sarcastic self.


Now, a year later, things were not any better physically or mentally for the
broken omega, but Will was handling them better. Hannibal was firmly planted in
the back of his mind.  Pinning for the alpha was a slow death sentence and Will
was no martyr, even though he often made decisions like one. At first, Will
hoped and waited for word or something that Hannibal was looking for him or
sending someone to fetch him back but nothing. So Will actively tried to reach
Hannibal but was thwarted, recaptured and punished until Will accepted that he
was not ever going to see his “mate” again. Their relationship was not real.
 It was a professional cover for an operation that was for Hannibal’s own
plans. He was duped as well as the government into helping Hannibal and then
left high and dry.
 
Will’s eyes flickered over the bleached stone architecture of the houses around
the cobbled streets. How different it was from the streets where he was living
with Matthew six months ago.
===============================================================================
 


Six Months After Verger Sting
 
Will turned on his side. The mattress on the floor rustled with his movements.
The floor was too hard and the mattress too lumpy for anyone to get
comfortable, especially an omega.  Will pulled the thin thermal blanket up
closer to his chin, curling into himself for warmth. The door banged open,
startling Will fully awake. He sat up, rubbing his eyes and looking at the
door. Matthew rushed through the doorway and grabbed Will’s backpack up as he
stuffed clothing into it.
 
“Are we leaving again?” Will asked around a yawn.
 
“No. We aren’t, but you are.”
 
“What?” asked Will, still sitting on the bed, looking in confusion at the
alpha.
 
Suddenly, Matthew grabbed his arm and pulled Will off the bed, making him
stumble up to standing as he pulled him through the door. Pissed off, Will
tried to pull away but Matthew’s grip was a vice like. He growled at Will.
There was a car waiting outside the makeshift apartment building the couple
were living in Thailand.
 
“What the fuck, Matt!”
 
“You’re going with these men.”
 
“What?! Why?!”
 
Will pulled back shaking his head. His heart leapt in his chest as his pulse
picked up speed. Matthew stopped pulling Will close to him as he softly in his
ear.
 
“Don’t worry I’ll get you back.”
 
“Get me back?! Did you… sell me?!”
 
Will’s eyes looked into Matthew’s green ones and for once Matthew didn’t
insistent on eye contact.
 
“Not exactly.”
 
“Not exactly?!? What does that mean?”
 
“I lost you in a poker game.”
 
“You lost me in a poker game?! Like I was a car or something! You are
unbelievable!”
 
Will jerked his arm away from the alpha and walked over to the car where it
waited with the door open. Will climbed in with no hesitation.  There was no
one waiting inside for him. Will tucked the backpack against his chest like a
shield. He didn’t turn around to watch Matthew become smaller as the car drove
away. Will wondered how many times Matthew had lost Will in card games before
when they had gone on the run. This time the winner was smart enough to send
someone to collect Will as soon as the game ended.  Blue eyes skimmed the
interior of the car. Whoever “owned” him now was wealthy, at least Will would
be warm and his bed soft he hoped.
 
Will really missed Hannibal right then. He also really hated him as well. Was
the alpha even looking for him? The longer Will was away from his mate the more
he doubted Hannibal cared about him. Obviously, the bond on the alpha’s end was
weaker or broken completely otherwise he would have found Will by now, right?
Will doubted the older man was looking by this point. A tear fell down his
cheek which Will wiped away, tucking those thoughts away. He needed his head in
the game now. Whomever, he was going to meet needed to like Will. It was tough
enough for Will to be socially acceptable when he wasn’t stressed, let alone
when his life was on the line. The car stopped in front of a yacht. Will looked
out the window, spying a person looking down from the top deck. Here goes
nothing, he thought.
===============================================================================
 


Will bristled slightly before he relaxes thinking about his new alpha  “ Le
Chiffre ” aka Jean Duran. At first, Will was furious with Matthew and Jean but
with time, it was the best thing to happen to him after Hannibal. Jean was a
very dangerous and highly intelligent alpha; the only kind Will attracted. He
was patient and there was no forced bonding. Jean could be cold and impersonal,
their relationship could be viewed more as a business one rather than a
personal one. This suited Will just fine. Passion had only led to trouble for
Will in the past. Will provided companionship and sex; no bonding and no
children.  Jean, in exchanged, provided protection and everything Will needed
or desired.  Will was content these last six months. The desire to return home
or to find Hannibal was just an old dream in the back of his mind.  What was
the point?  Apparently, No one cared, right?


Will stopped abruptly, the hair raising on the back of his neck. He felt like
someone was watching him.  He huffed a laugh. Someone was always watching him.
Jean’s men, but this felt different.
 Will smiled as his phone began to ring.  He pulled it out, speaking French
into it when the phone was knocked out of his hand by some kid on a bike. Then
before he knew it something was thrown over his head and hands on him as he
felt lifted up. Will thrashed and fought as he felt something slide into his
arm. He was jostled and cursed as Will hit and kicked, making contact with soft
areas before his limbs and eyes grew heavy. He knew he wasn’t in a van. He
smelt something familiar and comforting.  Will growled and whined as everything
slipped into darkness.










***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Notes
     Well, this is the final chapter to this poorly neglected story. Beta
     by emptyheart...God love her..she's wonderful.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Will woke up with a groan. He rolled over, thankful he wasn’t restrained
chemically or physically. He held his head in his hands for a moment before
stumbling into the bathroom.  The bathroom was clean and well stocked.  It
wasn’t luxurious by any means but at least he knew he wasn’t in a fleabag motel
somewhere. It gave him a little hope that whoever kidnapped him might be decent
to him. Will grunted at himself.  It said a lot about your life when someone
kidnaps you and you are not afraid of what they were going to do to you. That
your biggest concern was they treated you decently enough while they had you
before they sold you because they always sold him. Will wasn’t meek enough for
most alphas. Oh well, he was too old to change.
 
He splashed some cold water on his face then took a towel drying it off. Time
to face the newest alpha.  Pity, he really liked Jean, Will mused to himself.
 Will cautiously approached the door.  Light from the other room showed through
the slits in the door.  It creaked slightly as he opened it to peer out. He’s
eyes and nose adjusted to the new surroundings. Will took a step in the room
and froze.  There sitting on the couch was Hannibal. Will hardly recognized the
man, if it wasn’t for his scent, he wouldn’t have believed it was him. His hair
was cropped short and slicked back.  He no longer had any facial hair. Hannibal
wore no leather or denim; instead, he was clad in linen and finely tailored
silk. In the opposite chair was a casually dressed Jack Crawford. He alerted
Hannibal to Will’s entrance but Will was sure Hannibal already was aware of it.
 
Jack rose from his seat and left the room before Hannibal turned around to look
at Will. Will gathered his thoughts and willed himself to move away from the
bedroom door. He saw a bar a few feet to his right which he decided to take
full advantage of. He picked up a tumblr and then opened a bottle of whiskey.
 
“Are you sure you should be drinking?”
 
“Are you sure you shouldn’t be?”
 
Will drank his whiskey in one gulp before he poured another two fingers.
 Hannibal slipped beside him. He took a tumbler then the open bottle beside
Will’s arm. Will felt electricity jump from Hannibal to him when he brushed
their skin together. Will’s eyes flicked up, finding maroon ones staring into
his.  He felt shy, suddenly dropping them to the bar. Will played with a water
ring left behind from another drink.
 
“You look different.”
 
Will snorted. “You’re a fine one to talk. I only recognized you by scent.”
 
“I’d recognize you anywhere, Will. I do like this sun kissed look on you.”
 
Will felt a large hand tentatively glide up his neck. The fingertips brushed
the barely there curls on his nape. He shivered before he took a step back,
allowing Hannibal’s hand to drop away.  Will knew that disappointed look on
Hannibal’s face but what did he honestly expect after all this time from Will?
 
“Got a cigarette?” asked Will. He wandered over to the window as though he
meant to go there.
 
A raised eyebrow was reflected in the window pane.The sky an indigo blue now.
 
“I’ll take that as a no then.”
 
Will turned, blue eyes bluer with the night sky behind them.
 
“I can get you some. When did you pick up this particular vice?”
 
Will watched as Hannibal reached down the bar and pulled an old fashioned
corded phone to him. He picked up the receiver and waited a moment before
speaking French quietly.  He replaced the receiver, turning towards Will.
 
“You speak French. I didn’t know that but then again I don’t really know you do
I?” Will’s voice was quiet with a tinge of regret. “In answer to your
question…” Will shrugged moving in a lazy fashion back to the bar since the
whiskey had kicked into his system, “...since Matthew ...a way to cope with
anxiety and boredom... I suppose.”
 
“Ah, I see. Makes sense along with the increased drinking.”
 
Will raised his glass, his beverage sloshed over the side a tad as he toasted
in Hannibal’s direction. Hannibal cleared his throat.
 
 “I speak several languages in fact.”
 
“Well, you do have a talented tongue as I recall,” Will smirked, coyly.
 
Hannibal licked his lips but a knock on the door interrupted the flirtation.
 He crossed to the door and opened it a small crack.  Hannibal accepted
something from the person. He returned inside bringing with him a small
package. Hannibal opened it to give Will a cigarette.  He held the lighter
igniting it. Will leaned in with the cigarette in his mouth and his fingers
lightly touched Hannibal's that held the lighter. He leaned back drawing an
inhale then releasing the smoke.
 
“Thanks.”
 
“Most welcome.”
 
Hannibal pocketted the lighter.
 
“For safe keeping?” Will gestured to the lighter.
“Yes. I’d rather not lose anything else.”
 
“It’s such a bitch when you have to find something you’ve lost. Like a shoe, a
watch... a mate.”
 
Will took another drag letting the smoke curl out of his nose. He wondered if
his eyes glowed like a dragon’s. He felt as dangerous as one.  Will’s anger
simmered beneath the surface.  Hannibal must have sensed it because he looked
contemplatively at Will. He jiggled the lighter in his pocket.  It was the
first sign Will saw that Hannibal was not as cool as he appeared.
 
“The situation escalated out of my control quickly. I was overly confident in
my ability to manipulate Mason and the situation to go in the direction I
planned.”
 
Will grabbed an empty tumblr to ash his cigarette. He pulled out a barstool,
taking a seat and pouring himself another drink before refilling Hannibal’s as
well. The older man took the stool beside him, picking up the glass and taking
a drink before watching Will’s profile.
 
“What was the mother fucking reason you didn’t tell your MATE... YOUR OMEGA...
about this formula that you planned on giving me?”
 
“I wanted… I needed a genuine reaction to sell it to Mason.”
 
“Well congratulations! You got one. If you had trusted me. Maybe, just maybe I
could have sold it anyway... we could have gotten Mason and his thugs. Just for
shits and giggles I wouldn’t have been kidnapped, forcibly bonded, raped and
given away like a piece of meat.”
 
“I did not anticipate Matthew’s involvement was that deep with Mason.”
 
“For such an intelligent man you are so fucking stupid! You're not God
Hannibal! You can’t even say you're fucking sorry this happened to me! You
can’t even apologized for not even coming to look for me! “
 
Will turned his fury toward Hannibal.  He spit and hissed.Will wants to
physically claw the man’s eyes and rip his heart out.  Hannibal took a breath
or released one, Will was not sure.
 
“I want to explain. I want to apologize. I looked for you as soon as we were
out of custody but... without the bond... it was more difficult to get my
bearing. To know where to find you.  I put out feelers, contacted everyone I
ever knew, put out rewards... then I felt a twinge... I felt you.  I found
Matthew Brown only to find he lost you in a fucking poker game!”
 
Hannibal growled. Will picked up another cigarette and motioned for Hannibal to
light it for him.  Will’s dog tags softly clink and reflected the flame from
the lighter. Hannibal growled deeper, grabbing them and yanking them off Will’s
neck.
“Hey! Those are mine!”
 
 Will made a grab for them as Hannibal jerked them away. He looked them over
before glancing up with a murderous look at Will.
 
“Does he mean that much to you?” he sneered.
 
“He’s my friend Hannibal.”
 
“You mean your alpha don’t you!”
 
“No! My friend! We are not bonded. We have an agreement.”
 
“Really what is that? You’re his whore?”
 
“If offering companionship and friendship for protection from being forced into
slavery or bonded than yeah, I am a whore. What would you know? You're an
alpha. I was used as a POKER CHIP! And it was okay... nobody said, hey, this is
wrong. No one came and helped me when Matthew beat me so bad I went to the
hospital for my injuries. Everyone knew what happened and who did it, yet... No
one did anything to help me. Not even when I said... hey, I am bonded already
and he took me away from my bond mate. You know what they told me, Hannibal? I
guess your alpha didn’t care or was too weak.  You are better off!”
 
Hannibal’s anger appeared to abate as Will ranted. He paced back forth
gesturing with the cigarette as ash fell on the expensive carpet.  It flared
and went out in an instant.  Will’s anger was not so quick to extinguish
itself.  He turned on Hannibal to find the alpha close, pulling him into an
embrace that Will fought before surrendering to gasping sobs.
 
“You have no right to be angry with me!” spoken between gasps for air and
muffled into Hannibal’s shirt.
 
Will was squeezed tighter before a choked reply shook Hannibal’s chest, “You
are correct. I have no reason to be angry with you. I am hurt you thought I
don’t care about you enough or love you enough to come find you.”
 
“You love me?”
 
“Yes.”
 
“Is that why you threw a bag over my head, drugged me, and kidnapped me?”
 
“I wanted to get your attention.”
 
Will chuckled. “Well, that’s one way.  Seriously... why?”
 
“Your friend,” Hannibal sighed then growled, “Is wanted by some very bad people
and a few governments. They are closing in on him.  I was afraid what would
happen to you if you were caught in the crosshairs again.”
 
Will felt a soft kiss to his forehead.  They stood there a few more moments
before exhaustion overtook Will, Hannibal scooped him up and carried him to the
bed. They laid curled together in silence for a while.
 
“I don’t want to wear one of those ridiculous collars again.”
 
“How about a thin one?”
 
“Maybe. I like the jewelry. Dog tags, ring, necklace, bracelet…” Will shrugged.
“Nothing ostentatious or gaudy.”
 
“Fine. I just like everyone to see and know we are committed to one another.”
 
“Everyone can smell it Hannibal. Even if they can’t, they can see a claiming
mark. Those collars are uncomfortable as hell.”
 
Hannibal's knuckles stroked Will’s cheek. He smiled, filled with adoration.
 
“I didn’t think you would return with me.”
 
“Oh don’t think it’s going to be easy. I have a whole list. This shit is going
to change or I am gone.”
 
Hannibal closed his eyes
 
“I agree to all your terms.”
 
Will smiled leaning in to brush his lips with Hannibal’s. The alpha pulled the
omega closer for a more passionate kiss. Their limbs entwined as their tongues
explored each other’s mouth.  When they pulled back, Will pressed their
foreheads together as they panted and smiled.
 
“Now Hannibal. I am exhausted. Get the fuck out my bed. I am going to sleep.”
 
Hannibal drew back looking at Will.
 
“Are you serious?”
 
“Very. Your reconciliation and penitence has now started. Please close the door
on your way out.”
 
Will smirked at Hannibal’s shocked expression before it morphed into amusement.
 
“Your wish is my command, my love.”
 
“Just remember that now.”
 
Hannibal placed a light kiss on Will’s lips before getting off the bed closing
the door quietly behind him.









Chapter End Notes
     Sorry, there was no makeup smut but when kiddies are home from the
     summer.I can't write cause...damn it they learned how to read and
     they have a beacon as soon as I sit down to write anything they are
     there looking over my shoulder.
     There is no plans for a follow up story...maybe in one shot further
     down the road.
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