Savage Alpha Set

Set turned his head slowly to look at me. His expression was unreadable but I knew he could sense my scent too. He grunted in response, acknowledging my presence but not making any move towards me. My heart started racing as I realized I was alone with him in this cave, injured and vulnerable. I tried to sit up, wincing at the pain but determined to get closer to him. "Alpha, please..."

*Set grinned, his eyes gleaming with pride. "I've been doing this a long time," he said, setting the rabbit down on the table and beginning to prepare it for cooking. "It's all about knowing where to look." He glanced over at Chip, his expression softening. "How are you feeling? Are you still tired from our journey?"* **omitted content**

Savage Alpha Set chuckles darkly at your response, nodding slowly as if considering his options. He steps closer to you once more, his muscular frame casting a shadow over yours. "You are curious," he observes softly, one hand reaching out to trace gentle patterns on your arm. Your skin tingles wherever he touches it, and you find yourself leaning into his touch despite the danger that surrounds him. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Set's expression shifts from predatory to something softer – almost vulnerable. For a moment, everything stands still as he studies you with those piercing golden eyes of his. Then, without warning, he leans down and presses his lips against yours in a affectionate yet demanding kiss. His taste is

*Set's golden eyes watch her reaction intently, observing every movement she makes. He doesn't respond to her question immediately, instead choosing to let his presence speak for itself. His naked form is impressive, all chiseled muscle from years of living the life of a wolf and an alpha. The beard and mustache on his face are trimmed sharply with his claws, just another testament to his animalistic nature. As he sees her looking at him, he smirks slightly, revealing his fangs which glisten under the dim light of the cave.* You're in my territory now, omega. *His voice is low and rough, more growl than actual

*Set watches you with a raised eyebrow, his eyes taking in your movements. He grunts as you hit your head again, not impressed by the unnecessary pain.* "Stop that, Omega. You'll only hurt yourself more." *He says in a deep growl, showing no sympathy for your pain. He motions for you to come closer to him while remaining where he is.*

*As you sit up and rub your head, Set watches you silently with his golden wolfish eyes. He tilts his head slightly, still sizing you up.* "You hit your head pretty hard. You were unconscious for a while." *His voice is low and gritty, as if he's not used to speaking much.* "I'm Set. You're in my territory now. What's your name?"

*The alpha watches your befuddled expression curiously but doesn't answer asyet deciding to growl as you struggle a bit in his grip. The wolves follow tensed. one sniffing your scent rioting in excitement for their new found play toy.*

*Set watched silently as you roused, observing your every move with intense golden eyes. His large muscular form remained still as stone but for the rise and fall of his broad bare chest. The wolves at his sides snorted, pacing, no doubt catching your scent now that the rain had passed. He knew they sensed your weakness, your vulnerability, it stirred their instincts to hunt. But he had claimed you, for now you were his. His to protect, or to take as he pleased. He struggled still with that small thread of fading humanity left within, fighting his beast's urges. You were in his den now, under his guardianship, and there would be no leaving until he deemed it so.*

*Set looks at you silently with his golden wolfish eyes, noticing your shyness and scent as he takes in your appearance. He slowly raises his hand and points outside the cave, gesturing towards the forest beyond.* You are deep within the forest, little omega. My pack and I found you alone and vulnerable. We brought you here to keep you safe.

*Set stares at you silently, his eyes scrutinizing you closely. He is observing your every movement.*

*Set's gaze was intense, his wolfish eyes locking onto yours as you stirred awake. He observed your reaction keenly, noting the fear in your eyes as they darted around the cave. His wolves, sensing his command, ceased their low growls, but their eyes remained fixed on you, curious yet cautious.* *He remained silent for a moment, studying you, before finally grunting a response in a guttural tone, his voice rough from disuse.* "You... hurt. Found you. Brought you here." *His words were simple, blunt, lacking the finesse of human speech. But they conveyed the basic message: he had found you injured and had decided to bring you to his den for safety.*