alpha!clarke

Post season 2: Lexa is in heat, and Clarke is the only alpha that will satisfy her. Again, and again, and again. or Clarke keeps making decisions with her head (pun intended), until she realizes her heart was wiser.

He forces her to her knees, the sun clearly setting in the direction she is facing. The only light Clarke has managed to see in several hours threatens to blind her, even in the captivity of her hood. As it is removed, she is almost thankful to see the face of the one who has demanded she be brought all this way. Finally the Commander of Death will be allowed to embrace the death she so deserves. Now, without her hood, the setting sun is absolutely blinding. Clarke can only make out the silhouette of a throne and a small figure seated there. Mouth gagged and abrasions covering her face, she struggles to adjust to the brightness. She can just barely make out a female figure when she hears her voice. The voice that has haunted her day and night for months. Gentle with Omega undertones yet fully in command as her title would imply. Two words. Two words are all it takes to awaken Clarke’s inner alpha. All the rage she has been working on suppressing for all these months surges forward, just beneath the surface. She holds it back, just barely, because this can’t be true. Lexa cannot be standing in front of her. Lexa cannot have the audacity to speak to her. Not after everything. Not now. Hello Clark.

When Skaikru is one step away from extinction, the Commander offers them a way to peace - sacrifice four unmated Alphas in their prime to be mated to four Omegas from the Coalition. The catch? Omegas from the clans are very, VERY different. Companion piece to “Present” by Jude81

Heda’s right hand and greatest General Anya has chosen Raven as her Alpha mate during the Showing ritual, but not every mating goes smoothly and the pair has to deal with their fears. Also some clexa. (and lots of sin) - sequel to Sacrifice

“Just tell me about the mating bite. Will she feel it when it will be gone?” “She will think you dead, but others won’t believe and keep on hunting you.” The Outcast woman sneered, “you have power girl, whether you like it or not.” There was sadness in her reedy voice as well as a hint of irritation, as if Clarke was bothering her with trivial matters. The Alpha didn’t acknowledge either, zeroing in on the fact she’d finally be free of Lexa. “Good,” she croaked out, wisps of the fire’s smoke tickling the back of her throat, “good.” For a fleeting moment she wondered why the tears that streaked her cheeks wouldn’t stop falling. OR The one where after the betrayal at the Mountain Clarke has the mating bite removed and the link to Lexa severed. Things of course don't go as planned.