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Rhea pulled up to a stadium in Ireland one Monday for work, her mood set and headphones in.

She had her set gear for the day in hand as she walked into the stadium, it was empty due to the lack of people, mostly just stadium staff and her main roster coworkers.

She spoke to Zelina and Zoey as she waltzed passed them, the scent blockers holding in that rich vanilla smell she held and instead replacing it with a momentary aged wine.

No one ever questioned her ever-changing scent, they all knew she wore the blockers and most of them didn’t care enough to just go up to her and ask.

So on the outside looking in Rhea was an Alpha with two alpha partners, they don’t know how it works out but it’s probably best not to ask.

She couldn’t let the omega in her be discovered, they wouldn’t take her seriously in the wrestling business and would only see her as some fragile creature that needs a constant bodyguard and Rhea Bloody Ripley does not need a bodyguard.

Her eyes scanned plain walls as she walked the halls of the stadium, her gear clanking against itself with every step she took, the halls devoid of any life due to everyone crowding the ring in the center of the stadium.

Rhea would be there too but she honestly didn’t feel like being bothered, she had plenty of time to go over her script last night and still has more time to do it again, her match wasn’t until later.

She went to the clubhouse and sat down in one of the chairs, her eyes scanning the room a couple of time before she sighed and stood up.

Her senses felt off today.. it was oddly quiet and yea of course she knew why but it was too quiet.. usually Jey would be trailing her or Damian would be at her side but neither of them have made an appearance.

Walking out her footsteps echoed in the silence, her boots heavy against the tiled floor.

God has it ever been this eerie? Has she ever been this nervous.. caught in her head she almost missed the rushed muttering coming from a corner, the sound of a door closing quickly and then what Rhea could only guess was a shove.

She doesn’t usually snoop or get in other peoples business since she’d prefer people stay out of hers, but this felt off.

The energy rubbing her the wrong way and the growl that erupted from her own body scared her.

The voices got softer as she approached, the scents growing stronger and she bared teeth at nothing, those smells were the two things she never wanted to be near one another.

“Dominik.!”

Her voice was angry, another growl buried under the raging rasp.

She rounded the corner and came face to face with a panicked Dom and a smirking Liv, who only cackled in her face as she ran off leaving Dom alone with a wrath he’s never seen before.

“Mami.. Rhea.. It’s not what it looks like..”

Her senses flared, eyes widening as she snarled, a sound usually not produced by most Omegan individuals. Dom huffed knowing he made the mistake of even saying those words to her.

Her nose scrunched, eyes darkening to a much deeper blue and gosh Rhea wants to just snap him in two but she couldn’t less she wanted to go to jail.

Livs scent was all over Dominik, too sweet gingerbread everywhere, even in the areas meant for mates.. so to say she was angry was an understatement.

She rushed towards him, her hand coming up to grip his jaw painfully hard, her nails digging into his skin and he seethed at the feeling.

“ Then tell me what the fuck it was..”

Silence. She went quiet, her statement demanding that he speak, ordering him to tell her something, anything that would make up for whatever the fuck she witnessed.

Her grip never lessened either, it only tightened as he stayed quiet until she shoved him into the door with a growl.

“ She.. she came onto me, I swear, you know I love you..”

The stare she was giving him was full of hatred, she’d be in her feelings all week because of this alone now, silently seething she let out a humorless laugh, the sound deep and angry.

“ Oh please. If you loved me you wouldn’t willingly let another omega cloud my scent with theirs.”

With that she stormed off, leaving Dom standing there looking stupid.

—

Rhea, currently being comforted by a confused Raquel, sat in the alphas lap, curled into a tight ball against her chest.

She petted through the goths hair, her face frowned up as she tried to figure out what was wrong with her packmate.

The locker room was empty besides a lurking Zoey and a Creeping Sonya trying to get their noses in anyone else’s business so they can spill it later.

Once again Raquel sighed, her hand protectively wrapping around Rheas back, rubbing over her shoulder and down to her wrist to scent her blockers, it might not have cleansed the smell of distress but it sure did help Raquel’s instincts.

Other women slowly began to seep into the room and the more they came the more she found herself wrapping herself further and further around the omega.

When Raquel saw Charlotte she smiled in relief, while the blonde just stared curiously, she didn’t say a word though as to not spill pack business as distress hit her nose from both women.

She muttered her words, low and cool, her voice deep and elegant, causing a shiver to run down the omegas spine as she whimpered softly, looking up at them through her eyelashes.

“What happened?”

Rhea gasped in the calming scent of Charlottes and sighed, crawling from the little ball she was in to go stand in front of the blonde who pulled her into a momentary hug before pulling away.

To everyone looking in it looked like Rhea and Charlotte were having an argument with their eyes, alpha on alpha, but from the inside it was just Chars alpha keening to know why Rhea was so upset.

“What’s wrong?”

It was still silent and char tightened her grip around her wrist a little until she heard a little gasp and then a sigh as she released.

“Dom.. he was with Liv”

Raquel growled loudly, already feeling protective, and Rheas body jumped, she forgot Raquel was even there.

She turned slowly and sighed.

“I don’t know why.. he said she came onto him..”

Her voice was less confident than usual, her body cooling and shaking a little as she stared at her other packmates. The other women in the room just watched, some even snickering to themselves at witnessing such a scene.

The Rhea Ripley crying over an alpha partner of hers? Pathetic! They’d gossip about this all day.

Raquel peeked at them from over her shoulder and snarled, baring teeth at the other women, all of them jumping and using one another as a shield of sorts in case she attacked them.

Raquel snickered then, eyeing them all before turning back into the direction of Rhea and near immediately that smirk disappears.

“Livs been acting really bold lately, and she knows better than to bristle her tail feathers around a mated alpha..”

Her words were accompanied by a deep rumble from her chest, and Rhea tried her best to use her scent to keep the other calm but the blockers were doing their job at concealing her smell.

Charlottes hands gently came down on Rheas shoulders, squeezing tight as the goth span around to face her.

“Go to him. Talk. Ask him what happened so that this fire may dim..”

Raquel nodded to herself, silently agreeing to everything that the blonde was saying, she caressed the small of Rheas back and dipped her head in their tea.

She’s far from liking Dom now, the thought of him cheating on Rhea making her anger swell underneath her rib cage, but she held it back and looked into striking blue eyes.

“I agree, maybe talk to Dom and figure out his side of the story, get to him before she does, otherwise I’ll have to rip his head from his body.”

Rhea nodded hugging both women tight before running off down the hall, searching every closet, room, and hall.

Raquel and Charlotte however striked up a conversation while changing into their gear, ignoring the lingering stares of the other women who were still quite frightened from earliers dismay.

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After a quick snack break - since this had been going on for hours - Rhea kept searching for Dom, looking around frantically.

She was near the back of the stadium now where most of the storage was kept, yet she still hadn’t found him, not a single hint of his scent anywhere in the air and for a second she about panicked.

Did he leave because of her? Did she make him mad? Was he going to find a new mate now?! Fuck she fucked up.

She rounded a random corner and switched on the lights and despite it nearly blinding her she still manages to keep walking and walking until she heard sounds.

Just listening it sounded off, almost like a couple was getting freaky in the back, and for a second her heart broke because why would he go and do this to her.

But once she focused in, the distant sound of punching and kicking made itself known, grunts and shouts accompanied it, growls and snarls not far behind and she sprinted holding back tears.

Arriving on the scene was not what she was hoping for, her eyes widened, a whirring instinct in her telling her to interrupt this fight and then comfort the beaten and battered.

However she just pauses like a deer in headlights, staring and watching, until that familiar ghost tattoo appeared from above a broken table.

Her instincts flared and a vicious growl tore through her throat, her eyes burning as Seth turned towards her, pausing mid kick as he stared at her deranged eyes.

“Woah woah! Chill! It was just a little spar”

Seth laughs nervously as she bared her teeth at him, licking them dangerously, body stalking closer and closer to him as if he were prey and she was the predator.

“Spar my ass!”

He sassed her as he gave her a stank face, she was now in his personal space waiting on him to hit her or kick her down, that growl from earlier working its way up her throat.

“Put your hands on him again and it’ll be you in that damn table!”

Seth stared at her for a moment before backing away with his hands raised, surrendering not submitting, and while Rhea did not like that she appreciated it to an extent.

He nodded and then started walking off, waiting until he got near the corner edge to turn back and look at them both.

“You’re lucky I have a match anyway, gonna go fight Roman again, toodles!”

And with that he left.

There was an odd pause before the weird alphaness drained from Rhea and her omega returned in full panic, she turned to look at a bloody Dominik.

Her instincts flaring again, she dropped to her knees beside him and just looked, her arms were hovering over his stuttering chest, he had a broke rib for sure, and god his face was covered in red and now Rhea just wants to cry, to clean and sooth him.

But instead she pulls off her two scent blockers and releases soothing pheromones, the sweet of her scent entering his broken nerves and calming his panicked mind, his body quivering from the shock of having been beaten to near death.

She fights to hold back her tears, going as far as growling at herself as they sprung multiple times and stung her eyes.

Her eyes met his, they were red, a blood vessel burst in his left and she grabs his hand to squeeze.

Her other hand gently caresses his face, the blood staining her hand as she leans over him, his eyes were barely open and his nose was horribly crooked. There was a lip bruise as well and it was then that her tears fell, that vulnerability showing itself.

“You’re going to be ok..”

His grunt was all he could manage and she squeezes his hand tighter.

“Im right here..”

When he tried to talk it was gargled and wet, her hand flew to his lips to shush him.

“Don’t talk, help is coming..”

She didn’t know that for sure but if it would keep him quiet long enough then she was fine herself.

Her scent lulled him into a soft sleep and with that came the instincts of watching him, as if she were his mother, she hates that her instincts when uncontrolled could give her away like this.

Unknowingly Rhea began to let out a distressed scent, something of an odd alcoholic smell rather than the vanilla, this smell reached all the way to the ring where both Jey and Damian had been, they were fighting since there was a “rivalry” currently between them storyline wise.

Both men paused mid fight, grunting and panting, to sniff the air and catch the distressed smell, it was strong and had just the faintest linger of caramel and they immediately knew it was a pack member though which one was questionable.

Damian gave Jey a look, telling him to beat him, to take the pin like planned and retain his championship and Jey happily obliged.

All he needed was a frog splash to wind him and then another to knock him out for good before he took the pin and won.

Jey however didn’t linger and neither did Damian, they’d get that title later, they both instead raced back to gorilla and followed the smell.

The back was busy but they shoved their peers out of the way to hurriedly get to the back where the smell was and their fellow coworkers did not make a fuss, most if not all of them were in a pack and knew why the two men were rushing.

Jey was most likely thinking it was Rhea, but he thought she was hurt or on the brink of death, last he heard of her was when she was with Raquel in the women’s locker room. It was silent after that as everyone stopped communicating through their scents.

Damian however, his alpha instincts were on protect mode, it didnt matter who it was just what was wrong, since it clearly had to be bad enough for them to send out a distressed signal. The mated part of him though felt as if Zelena might’ve gotten to rough in her horse playing and pushed Bayley or Dakota too hard and started a tussle of sorts.

As they ran to the back of storage they let their scents bleed out and call for the others, letting them know it was urgent, and it didn’t take too long for the herd to gather one by one, questions asked one by one and Damian was relieved to see Zelina pop in with Dakota in tow.

He smiled at her and kissed her head before urging them all forward until they had finally made it.

The sight was horrible to all of them.

A broken table, Doms bloody face and awkwardly lent body laying in the debris of the splintered object, and a hunched over blood stained Rhea who sat in front of the body.. Dom looked dead but as they approached they saw the very slow rise and fall of his belly.

They also caught the quiet rumble of a growl coming from Rhea.

Most backed away but others just stood there, she growled at everyone, every person who looked like they were going to try and move her or touch Dom.

“Rhea..”

She looked at Jey and snarled, eyes widening frantic and dangerous, could she be bordering the lines of a feral? Damian nudged him back.

“She’s.. I think she’s going feral.. there’s too many of us”

Charlotte looked over Damian’s shoulder, stared Rhea right in the face and then whispered in Damian’s ear.

“Muzzle her, we need to check on Dominik..”

He huffed but obliged and quietly told Finn to go grab it, which didn’t take long, different arenas and stadiums kept about five or six of them in cases like this.

He opened it and snuck up on her, easing it around her neck and then quickly up over her face.

The struggle was quite real, she shook and pried and bit, growling and snapping at her pack mates. She even got Finn in the arm, a hard bite, even with the lock of one tooth in his arm before he snatched it away in hopes of never having that happen again.

He rubbed the bite and left Rhea to herself, the muzzle halfway locked on.

Raquel cleared her throat and stepped up to lock it on properly, handling the struggle with great ease and barely budging when the goth came at her.

“We just want to take him to medical..”

It only made her state worse but she stopped attacking them all and they sighed a big sigh of relief.

“It’s not that hard.. especially when she’s this close to a nap..”

Raquel’s fingers pinched together to show what she meant.

“The feraling is waring off but it’s also depleting her energy.

She adds looking at them all, her eyes catch Bianca’s nervous ones just as Rhea nudged her shoulder, and she briefly looked down at her and sighed.

She wanted the muzzle off, she wouldn’t bite anyone but no one could really trust that, Raquel just shook her head no and frowned at the saddened sigh that came from her.

“We’ll have to wait for her to fall asleep then”

Not like that took long though. Damian picked up Dominik who had watched the entire thing spiral and walked off with Finn, JD, Zelina and Bayley in tow. Leaving Becky and Charlotte plus a few of the others to pick up a sleeping Rhea.

She’d been sleeping so peacefully that she hadn’t noticed Doms scent growing further and further away, which luckily meant that they weren’t going to get attacked any time soon.

They led her back to the women’s locker room and just stood guard around her until she woke up.
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Rhea in fact did not wake up at the stadium, it wasn’t until they all got to their shared pack hotel room that she woke up, the smell of Dom in her nose, wounded and bloody and absentmindedly she starts rubbing the shirt to soothe ‘him’.

She waited for a long time on a hug back or a gentle squeeze from him but nothing came and she opened her eyes to investigate.

Only, what she found was in fact not Dominik but instead the ripped and bloody shirt that he wore earlier in the stadium. She frowned and sat up completely looking around.

It was quiet but she could smell everyone, even her Dom dom.

She got up and flexed her jaw, finally realizing the muzzle was off, and went into the living area and she was relieved to see everyone sitting around each other in a big pile of scent.

They were watching some horror movie and she grinned happily joining the pile right beside Dominik and Jey who finally gave her that little squeeze she’s been wanting since earlier.

She started purring in his arms and yawned again. Gosh her eyes had only been on the screen for two minutes.

She rubs them and settles back down into his body warmth.