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69. Jacob
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Knot My Alpha 1. Tyler
I stand at the gates of Ridgecrest Academy, and it’s nothing like I expected. The place looks more like a fortress than a school. Stone walls, iron gates, and high towers loom over the campus, reminding me that this isn’t just any academy. It’s where they train the next generation of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Correction—where they train Alphas to lead, Betas to serve, and Omegas to submit. This place is designed to churn out obedient Omegas, perfect little packages ready for Alphas to claim.I grip the strap of my bag, trying to ignore the itch of discomfort crawling up my spine. I don’t belong here. I never wanted to be an Omega, and I sure as hell didn’t want to come to Ridgecrest. But rules are rules. Every Omega has to come here the year before their heats start, learn how to be the perfect partner, the ideal submissive.Not me. I’m here because I want to survive. I’ve spent the last few years preparing to be anything but that. My hands grip the strap of my duffel bag a little
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Knot My Alpha 2. Landon
I watch him walk away, my hands tightening into fists. He’s not even that remarkable: bigger than most Omegas, curly hair, glasses and incredibly nerdy.Who the hell does this Omega think he is? What did Jacob call him—Tyler, right? I only caught a glimpse of him on the list, didn’t pay him much attention. Should have. But now that I know, now that I’ve seen the way he had the audacity to brush me off, it’s burned into my head.Nobody ignores me, especially not an Omega. He didn’t even flinch, didn’t bat an eye at me. Omegas are supposed to defer, supposed to feel the pull, the instinct to submit. But Tyler just looked at me like I was nothing, walked right past me like I was another face in the crowd.I grit my teeth, watching as he disappears into the dorm building with Jacob. Jacob’s laughing, talking to him like they’re best buddies already. Typical Beta behaviour, desperate for any Omega’s attention. Whatever. Jacob’s irrelevant. It’s Tyler who’s gotten under my skin, and that’
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Knot My Alpha 3. Tyler
I head out of the dining hall, my tray still clutched in my hands, adrenaline pumping through me. I didn’t even realise how fast I was walking until I reached the tray drop-off area and slammed it down. The clattering sound echoes louder than I intended, drawing a few stares from students nearby. I force myself to breathe, unclenching my fists as I walk toward the exit.Landon’s stare is still burning in my mind, the way he sat there, smug and confident, like he was waiting for me to crack. I hate that guy. Every Alpha in this place is the same—thinking the world should revolve around them, that they can bend people to their will just because they were born with a little extra testosterone. Landon’s the worst of them. The king of Ridgecrest, strutting around like he owns the whole damn academy.I walk out into the courtyard, letting the morning air cool my skin. Students are milling about, going to and from class. I blend into the crowd, trying to get lost in it, but my mind keeps c
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Knot My Alpha 4. Landon
I give Tyler a few days to breathe. Let him settle in, get comfortable—make him think he’s in the clear. That way, when I finally move in, it hits him harder. See, people like Tyler need to learn their place, and I don’t mind teaching the lesson. He’s resistant, sure. That’s why I’ll enjoy breaking him.Every time I spot him around the academy—usually with Jacob—he’s got that same focused expression, his head always in a book, those glasses slipping down his nose. It’s almost laughable. He doesn’t even notice the stares, doesn’t seem to care that Alphas watch him with interest, or that they’re all waiting for the moment he slips up and someone claims him.But no one touches him. They know better. They’ve seen me watching him, and they know that I’ve staked my claim, even if Tyler doesn’t realise it yet.I’ve been patient. But now it’s time to push.When I catch him later, alone, near one of the quieter parts of campus—near the back courtyard, where no one goes after class—I know it’s
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Knot My Alpha 5. Tyler
I rush out of the dining hall, heart hammering in my chest, barely tasting the food I just scarfed down. It feels like everyone’s eyes are on me, like the whole damn school knows I’ve got a target on my back. Landon’s not going to stop. I can feel it in the way he looks at me, the smug arrogance rolling off him every time he corners me. The way his pheromones hit me yesterday—fuck, I don’t even want to think about it.I keep my head down, weaving through groups of students still hanging around after dinner. The sky’s darkening, and I’m grateful for it. Fewer people. Fewer Alphas. I just need to get back to my dorm, shut the door, and block it all out.But as I make my way toward the dorms, my heart races faster. I hate how Landon made me feel—like I couldn’t control my own body. The way my knees buckled, the way I whined. I never want to feel that helpless again. I won’t.I pick up my pace, barely noticing my surroundings, until—Wham.I smack into something—or someone—solid. My brea
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Knot My Alpha 6. Tyler
I walk with Jacob to breakfast, trying to keep my head down and my emotions in check. It’s not working. The mess with Landon and then running into Noah later still has me wound tight. I didn’t sleep much last night, either. My mind kept replaying that moment when Landon forced me to submit, when my body betrayed me, and I let it happen. Then, there was Noah, who somehow made me calm down just by being… him. The whole thing has me on edge, and Jacob’s been giving me side-eye the entire walk from the dorm to the dining hall.The dining hall is buzzing with the usual morning crowd—Alphas sitting together, already loud and obnoxious, Betas scattered around them like they’re trying to stay out of the way. And the Omegas? They’re huddled off in their own little group, quiet and subdued. I roll my eyes as we walk in. Same routine every day.Food’s the last thing on my mind. The knot in my chest hasn’t loosened since yesterday, and even though I want to shove it all down, I can’t shake the
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Knot My Alpha 7. Landon
I’ve been watching Tyler the whole damn morning, my eyes glued to him from the second he walked into the dining hall. It’s hard not to, after I watched him submit to me. He walked away from me—ran—and I let him, but only because I wanted to see how long he’d last without looking over his shoulder, waiting for me to come after him.But what I wasn’t expecting, what has my blood boiling right now, is Noah.He came out of nowhere, sliding in like he belonged at Tyler’s table, all calm and casual, like he didn’t know he was walking into a war zone. And Tyler—Tyler—didn’t push him away. He didn’t throw up the walls like he did with me. No, he let Noah sit there, let him talk to him, let him make him laugh.That laugh… it clawed at me, like something was tightening around my chest, squeezing. Tyler doesn’t laugh. He’s all sharp edges, all fire. He doesn’t let anyone in. But Noah? Noah walks in, sits down, and within minutes, Tyler’s smiling. Not at me. Not because of me.Why Noah?I grind
Last Updated : 2025-01-20Knot My Alpha 8. Tyler
I can still feel the weight of Landon’s eyes on me, even after I walked out of the dining hall this morning. The intensity of his stare had me rattled all through my morning classes, and I’ve been on edge ever since. No matter what I do, he’s always there, lurking, watching. It’s suffocating.Jacob’s talking beside me, but I’m barely listening. Something about a group project we’ve been assigned in one of our classes. My mind’s elsewhere, spinning over the encounters with both Landon and Noah.Landon’s possessiveness is like a shadow that’s always looming, creeping in when I least expect it. I haven’t told Jacob about how close Landon got the other day or the fact that, for a split second, I gave in. I’m too ashamed of that moment, of the way my body responded without my permission.And then there’s Noah. Calm, steady Noah who somehow makes me feel safe and cornered all at once. It’s confusing, and I hate how much my mind keeps drifting back to the way he’d made me laugh at breakfast
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Knot My Alpha 69. Jacob
The jet touches down smoothly, the wheels kissing the tarmac with a gentle lurch, but beside me, Xavier still tenses. I feel it immediately—the way his fingers curl slightly into the fabric of my shirt where his hand rests against my stomach, the way his breathing hitches just for a moment before he exhales in a slow, measured breath. He’s nervous.I tighten my arm around him, pressing my palm against the small of his back, a silent reassurance. “We’re okay,” I murmur, my voice low and even. “It’s just the landing.”He nods against me but doesn’t pull away, his fingers twitching where they rest against my ribs. I don’t push him to move. If he needs to stay close, I’ll let him.As the engines whine down and the flight attendants begin moving about the cabin, I shift slightly, tilting my head to look down at him. “You good?”Xavier exhales through his nose, finally lifting his head, but his body remains pressed against mine. His bright green eyes meet mine, wide and uncertain. “Yeah,” h
Knot My Alpha 68. Jacob
I lean back slowly, carefully, letting the weight of Xavier’s sleeping body settle more comfortably against my chest. His breathing evens out into slow, steady rhythms as he finally surrenders to exhaustion. My fingers stroke through his curls softly, gently, unable to keep myself from touching him. Because now that I’ve allowed myself a taste of him, now that I’ve stopped fighting this bond and let myself feel everything I’ve been desperately burying since the moment he walked into my life, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let him go again.Watching him now, sleeping in my arms, vulnerable and trusting, I feel something in my chest tighten almost painfully. I don’t deserve him—this Omega who was trained from childhood to resist Alphas, trained not to need someone like me, conditioned to be independent and untouched by the instinctual pulls of our designations. And yet, despite everything he’s been taught, something inside him broke through that conditioning. Something inside him
Knot My Alpha 67. Xavier
My stomach clenches. I should be embarrassed. I should feel shame for how easily I fall apart under his hands, but I don’t, because this is Jacob. My Alpha.I nod, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “Yes.”Jacob doesn’t hesitate. One second, I’m pressed against him, tangled in his heat, and the next, he stands, holding me like I weigh nothing; his grip secure as he strides toward the bedroom in the jet without a single word.I don’t think I breathe the entire way there.He kicks the door open, stepping inside with that same controlled, dominant energy that makes my head spin. The scent of him—of us—fills the room, thick and heady, and my skin burns from the sheer weight of it.Jacob lowers me onto the bed, his body following mine before I can think to move. His knee presses between my thighs, keeping them parted, keeping me open for him as his hands slide down, gripping my hips, keeping me still.“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice heavy with want. “You’re already shaking for me.
Knot My Alpha 66. Xavier
I sink into him, letting the warmth of his body surround me, letting his scent fill every inch of my lungs. It’s intoxicating, deep and rich—sandalwood, vanilla, and the faint, smoky heat of burning wood. It wraps around me, seeps into my skin, presses into the hollow parts of me that have been empty for too long. My arms slip around his waist, my fingers gripping at the fabric of his shirt like if I let go, he’ll disappear, and I can’t—I won’t.Jacob’s chest vibrates with a low, constant purr, the sound settling inside me, winding through my bones, easing every sharp edge of my panic, my fear, my confusion. It grounds me. Makes me feel safe. Like I belong here, in his arms, pressed against him, inhaling his scent like it’s the only thing keeping me tethered to reality.His hand moves slowly, stroking through my hair, his fingers threading through my curls in a steady, soothing rhythm. The touch sends a shiver down my spine, not because I fear it, but because I need it.Then, finally,
Knot My Alpha 65. Xavier
I move because Jacob moves.That’s it.There’s no conscious thought behind my actions, no real understanding of what’s happening, just a dull awareness that if I stop, if I think, if I let myself feel any of this, I will break into pieces that I don’t know how to put back together.So I go through the motions.Jacob grips my wrist and pulls me to my feet, his hold firm but not rough, guiding me through the door, through the quiet halls of the Academy, through corridors I suddenly realize I may never see again. The thought should scare me, but it doesn’t. Nothing does. Because there is nothing left inside of me right now except for this hollow, gaping space where certainty used to be.I don’t even know if anyone grabbed my belongings. I don’t ask. I don’t care.I let Jacob lead me outside, and suddenly there are people I don’t know, dark suits and sharp voices, guiding us toward sleek black SUVs lined up at the edge of the Academy grounds. I should hesitate, should ask questions, shoul
Knot My Alpha 64. Jacob
I push off my chair so fast it scrapes against the floor, my pulse roaring in my ears, my hands already pulling my phone from my pocket before I can fully process the storm of emotions tearing through my chest. My fingers are tight around the device, muscles tense, breath controlled but not calm—because calm is the last fucking thing I feel right now.Across from me, Xavier is spiraling.I can see it in the way his fingers clench at my blanket, knuckles white, his shoulders curling in on themselves, his breath coming too fast, too shallow. His curls hang over his face, shielding his expression from me, but I don’t need to see his eyes to know.He’s unraveling.Everything he’s believed, everything he’s trusted, has just been ripped out from under him.And they did it.His own parents.My jaw tightens as I press the call button, bringing the phone to my ear, pacing across the room as I wait for the line to connect. I don’t know what I expect—maybe for it to ring a few times, maybe for m
Knot My Alpha 63. Jacob
Xavier’s words sit heavy in my chest, a weight I don’t know what to do with.I lean back slightly, running a hand down my face as I process everything he just told me. The trials, the forced resistance, the way his handlers—his so-called parents—pumped him full of inhibitors and threw him into situations designed to break his instincts before they ever had a chance to settle.Why?That’s the part I don’t get.Omegas are rare, but training one to resist an Alpha’s pull is almost unheard of. Why would they do that to him? Why would they work so hard to strip away the one thing that makes him an Omega?I study him carefully. He’s tense, arms wrapped around himself, curls falling into his face as he stares at a fixed point on my blanket, like if he focuses hard enough, he can will himself away from this conversation.He’s still shaking slightly, breath coming too fast, body still processing what I am to him, even if his mind refuses to accept it.“You ever ask them why?”Xavier blinks, hi
Knot My Alpha 62. Xavier
“Because you’re my mate.”The words slam into me like a physical blow, knocking the breath from my lungs, making my entire body go still.No.That—that isn’t possible.Mates don’t exist. They’re a fantasy, a relic of old stories, something people want to believe in but know better than to trust. Bonds happen, sure, but they’re conditioned, nurtured, created—not destined.But I feel it.I felt it the moment Jacob touched me, the moment his voice dropped into that Alpha tone, the moment he scented me and my body gave in before my mind could catch up.It makes no fucking sense.I can’t breathe properly. My pulse is all over the place, my skin feels wrong, too hot, too tight, like I’m on the verge of something I don’t understand. My stomach clenches, my fingers digging into the sheets beneath me as I stare at him, my mind racing in a thousand different directions at once.“No,” I whisper, but it’s weak. It’s wrong.Jacob doesn’t argue. He just watches me, his face unreadable, his body loo
Knot My Alpha 61. Jacob
I’m pacing.Back and forth, back and forth, muscles coiled so tight I feel like I might snap. My jaw is locked, my fingers running through my hair again and again, my breathing wrong—uneven, too shallow, not enough to quiet the fucking instincts roaring inside me.Because he’s here.He’s in my bed.Passed out, curled up against my pillows, body lax, completely fucking vulnerable in a way that makes something inside me ache, something I don’t want to name.I hadn’t known what else to do. I couldn’t leave him like that—in the hallway, confused, begging me for something he didn’t even understand. His scent had been so close to breaking free, his body reacting in ways he’d never experienced before, and it was my fault.So I brought him here. I laid him down on my bed, making sure he was comfortable, making sure he was safe before stepping back, needing space, needing air, needing to figure out what the fuck I just did.Because I scented him.I forced his body to calm, to stop spiraling, t
