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Adrian's POV Slowly, I wake up, and my body feels stiff and heavy, like a weight is pressing down against me. I blink my eyes open, look down, and I see bleach-blonde hair on my chest causing my heart to stop. ‘What is he doing here?’It takes a moment for the shock to wear off enough for me to breathe again. I take a shaky breath in as I look at him lying with his head on my chest and my left arm draped over his neck. His eyes are closed, and his lips are parted. His breaths are deep and even; he's asleep.The asshole that has been the cause of my suffering looks so fucking handsome, and I hate it. Why does he have to look so good? He looks so peaceful, and for the first time, he doesn't look like an asshole. I feel Max waking from his slumber to look at him, urging me to touch him. He wants him… Even after the bastard broke our heart and threw the bond away like we were nothing… He still wants him. He still thinks this asshole is his. His desire to touch him and my desire to touch
Alaric's POV Trying to focus on anything since he got hurt has been nearly impossible. Thank goodness my father had been out of town, and from what I know, he is unaware I went into Adrian's territory. Hell, he's been so busy since the day I found out Adrian was my mate that he hasn't realized I've been going through a rejection. It's not that it's anyone's fault but my own, but still, he knew something was wrong before he left, and yet he left anyway.I don't understand why I can't get Adrian out of my head, and why he's everything I think of every minute of the day. The rejection should have prevented this from happening, but it didn't. I'm finally strong enough to return to training, but I can't keep my mind off of him long enough, and I end up getting the shit beat out of me each time I step onto the mat. It's beyond frustrating, and embarrassing. I find myself getting angrier with him. I want to hate him, but I can't. I want to sneak over there and kick his ass, but the though
Adrian's POV Our pack has been on high alert since the attack. As prepared as we were, we weren't prepared for that level of attack. We never saw it coming. We didn't realize the rogues were capable of putting together an army like that. The worst thing is, we didn't get all of them. Most of them escaped, retreating once all of our men showed up. We chased them until they reached rogue territory, and we were forced to back off.The rogue territory is a complicated matter. Things there aren't as cut and dry as in a pack. It's set up by the King. It's a place for werewolves to go when they've been kicked out of their pack. A place they're exiled to unless another pack decides to take them in. The rogue territory is not a pack—at least, it's not supposed to be. Rogues are complicated. Most go feral after being without a pack for an extended period. The length of time isn't set in stone and is different for each wolf. It could take one year or five. And for some, it never happens. To th
Third person's POV Just as his feet hit the ground, he heard Adrian scream before he heard the sound of things crashing and breaking inside his room. The sound of Adrian's scream made his chest tighten. He could hear the pain and anger in it, and it had him scaling the wall again.He entered the room in time to see Adrian swipe his hand across the dresser and throw everything on it across the room. He briefly looked in the mirror, and it was as if he hated what he saw. Adrian screamed as he put his fist through the glass, shattering it and sending glass everywhere.Alaric was beside him in an instant, pulling him away from the broken glass. He tried to look at Adrian's bleeding hand, but he jerked it away from him. “Get out of here! Get the fuck out of here!” Adrian screamed as he pointed at the door leading to the balcony. “Adrian, calm down.”“Fuck you! Get out of here!!” Adrian yelled as he shoved Alaric's chest, causing him to stumble back a few steps.Alaric wanted to be angry,
Third Person's POV Adrian's body moves, rising up the Alpha's length before sinking down onto it again. The slick seeps out around Alaric's cock, soaking his length each time he sunk back into the Beta. Their tongues wrapped around each other, fighting for dominance in an endless battle neither would submit to. Their hunger for each other is strong; neither can get enough of the other. Their hands roam each other's bodies with desperation, eager to finally touch the other like they had dreamt. They touch, tug, and pull at each other until the Alpha begins standing, gripping Adrian's thighs as he rises to his feet. The Beta didn't stop; he gripped Alaric's shoulders and neck for leverage and used his core to rise up the Alpha's length before sinking back down onto it.The Alpha groans at the pleasurable sensation. His knees touch the bed as he crawls onto it. He then gently lays Adrian down before pressing him into the mattress with the weight of his body.His hips push forward, sink
Adrian's POV It's been two weeks since the day I'm still trying to forget. Unfortunately, every time I close my eyes, I can still feel and smell him. I can see those beautiful light gray eyes and the look of pleasure that I've caused on his face. I can feel his face in my hand and taste his kiss, but it all disappears when I open my eyes. I try not to think of him. I go about my day, busying myself with work and training. I hang out with the guys until late into the evening, and when they leave, everything goes wrong. When I'm all alone, he plagues my thoughts, and when I close my eyes, he's there. I wish he wasn't there. I wish I could forget him and never see his gorgeous face again, but I can't. I see him every time I close my eyes.I stare at myself in the mirror and can't bring myself to put on a stupid tie. I hate them! I don't see the point. They're constrictive; I can't breathe in these stupid death traps! It's the man's version of a damn necklace, except this one wants to
Adrian's POV As we walk toward the field where the party is, we hear Nikolai grumbling about not wanting to be there. His father chuckles as he throws an arm over his shoulder. “You know, you could find your mate here, then you'll regret all this complaining!” “I'm not going to find my mate. I'm almost 22. I don't have one.” Nikolai said, trying to sound like he didn't care, but I know he does. Everyone knows how much finding a mate meant to Nikolai. “You never know,” The Alpha said as he patted his son's shoulder. As we walk to the side of the house, the yard opens up to a large field of fresh snow. The stage where the ceremony will take place is centered at the back of the field. A large food tent is set up along the back left, and a large fire pit sits in the center of the field with flames reaching taller than I am. Light blue lights hang along the tent and the trees that border the field. With the lights and fresh blanket of snow, it looks quite enchanting. Lower ranks whos
Adrian's POV Timothy was frantic as he fussed over Milo. Thankfully, the wound wasn't bad. He only needed a few stitches, but the way his Omega fretted over him, you would have thought he was on death's door. Once I was sure he was okay, I slipped out to give them some privacy and returned to my room. Once there, I looked at my body, and my throat swelled. He's hurt me before, but never his wolf. The wounds on my body are far worse than Milo's. No wonder the doctor kept asking to look at me. I let my eyes move higher, and my chest tightens when I see what caused this. The Omega did a pretty good job marking me. It looks real. No wonder he was so angry. Maybe this is all my fault. Maybe I should have tried harder to explain. I thought, exhaling in defeat as I turned away from the mirror and stepped into the shower. Alaric's POV I growled as I paced my room. Everything Within reach was immediately broken and thrown across the room. My bedroom was a disaster, and I didn't care. Why t
Third Person's POV Adrian squirms, lightly laughing as Alaric sucks, nips, and kisses at the sensitive flesh of his stomach.Alaric looks into Adrian's beautiful eyes that sparkle with happiness, and his heart clenches. ‘How will I ever be able to do this?’ The Alpha wonders. His eyes close, and he tenderly kisses Adrian's stomach. “I love you more than anything in this world, my Beta,” Alaric whispered against Adrian's stomach. He kept his walls guarded as he trailed kisses up Adrian's body. He didn't stop until his face hovered above Adrian's. He let his eyes sweep over his Beta's face and burned every detail into his mind. “Kiss me, my Alpha,” Adrian said, taking Alaric's face into his hands.Alaric didn't waste another second and gave his Beta what he wanted. His lips pressed tenderly to his Beta's lips before tasting his kiss and slowly entering him. ~ § ~Nikolai's POV I'm annoyed that my father won't let me set foot on the training field yet. He wants to talk to me first,
Arthur's POV I couldn't sleep. All I thought of was him. He was my every thought. Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw his handsome face and those beautiful blue eyes. My wolf was driving me insane. He wouldn't stop urging me to go to him. My wolf was urging me, and my own desires became too much, and I just had to see him... I just never anticipated what I would see when I got there. Those lips that were only meant for me pressed against another man's lips right before my eyes, and my heart shattered. My wolf disappeared instantly, but not before I felt how devastated he was. I couldn't move as I watched them kiss. It felt like a hot knife in my chest, and I couldn't swallow the lump in my throat; it was too large. My eyes stung, and tears overflowed. It's been a long time since I've cried. This perfect evening was ruined as I watched their foreheads rest against each other so lovingly. I slowly backed away before turning and running back home. As soon as I entered my territory, Am
Nikolai's POV I feel movement beside me as I wake up, but I'm still too tired to open my eyes. I become somewhat aware of my surroundings and feel the warmth of a body lying in my arms. I smell cinnamon, and my heart skips a beat. The warm body in my arms snuggles in closer, and I smile—my mind races, and I hum as I wrap my arms tighter around him and begin nuzzling him. My eyebrows knit together when I suddenly feel a vibration and hear a soft purr. I pull my head back, open my eyes, and nearly jump when I look into Milo's eyes instead of Art's like I expected.“Why do you smell like cinnamon?” I asked the Omega with wide eyes. He smiled and blushed, which only confused me further. “I ate a cinnamon roll a few minutes ago,” the Omega said, and that's when I noticed it. This little thing still had a bit of cinnamon and sugar on the corner of his mouth. No wonder that was all I smelled.I chuckled, pulled him into my arms, and kissed his head. “You're adorable,” I said, and he immed
Arthur's POV My arm rests against the windowsill as I lean against it, staring outside and watching the rain. The weather was like my mood, dark and gloomy. My wolf pestors me, urging me to go to Nikolai, but I won't. I look up at the sky, and can barely remember what the sky above the Kingdom looked like. I looked down at the grass, remembering how many times the King's guard came close to catching me. I picture my father's face, and I sense my eyes glowing with a ring of gold. I don't force it away like I do when I'm outside of this room. This is my safe room. A spell seals this room and allows me to be who I am without fear of being sensed. I turn away from the window and look at the couch. The couch I've been sleeping on since the day I met Nikolai. I sigh, walk around my desk to the couch on the other side of the room, and drop down onto it. I lay my head back, and just as it touches the couch, my phone rings. I groan before pulling my phone out. As soon as I see the scree
Nikolai's POV “Mine!” He growled, with his arms wrapped possessively around me. His nose was pressed against my neck, just under my jaw, and his chest vibrated as he glared daggers at Sean. Sean's initial expression was one of confusion, followed by anger. When he stood, he took several steps forward. I could tell he was ready to lunge at Art, but that last step he took brought him within range of Art’s aura, which was pulsing. Arthur's chest vibrated harder against my body as his menacing growl became louder and more threatening. Sean's eyes widened, and he slowly backed away.The Alpha's body trembled, and his fingers dug into my skin, bruisingly. If I were an Omega, I would probably cry out from the pain, and if this were anyone else, I would have punched them, but Art's grip on me felt good. It took me a moment to realize every place he was touching with his face was a spot Sean had touched. This asshole is trying to get rid of Sean's scent as if he was my mate.Arthur paused
Arthur's POV My mind won't stop; every thought races through it. His kiss, did I say too much? Where are they and when will they leave? I fucked up… I said too much, and I let it slip again. I’m not sure how much longer I can keep doing this. I'm losing my mind and this battle. I push on my Beta's link, forcing it open, and I hear Lance groan. “Why can you never wait for me to open it?” “Because I'm your Alpha, and I need you,” I snapped.“Yeah, well, I could have been pushing out a turd or jacking off! You could have at least given me a second to stop if I was doing something private!” Lance said, his frustration seeping into the link for me to feel. “Have you heard from Mitchell?” I asked, ignoring his frustration. I don't care what he was doing. I want answers! “No, but I did get a text while I was in the shower. Hang on,” Lance said, and he went silent. It wasn't like a phone where I could hear the sound of movement, or him breathing. His voice was either in my head or it w
Nikolai's POV The run back was much different. We didn't play, nip, or tug at each other's fur. There was silence and tension. He seemed lost in his thoughts and hardly paid attention to me. I couldn't help but feel like he regretted kissing me. I can understand why. Alphas don't mate with each other. Hell, most Alphas won't even take a submissive Beta because they're too dominant and headstrong. There's no way one would take another Alpha. What was the point of it all then? Why flirt and kiss me? Just to tease me? That thought put a knot in my stomach and caused my chest to ache. I stayed quiet and kept my distance from him as we ran back through the woods. I felt awkward, and strangely, I felt used, even though nothing happened besides a kiss. Still, it didn't change how I felt. The way he kissed me like that, and now he's acting like I'm not even here. I felt like an idiot for going for a run with him in the first place. He's my father's friend, not mine! Then why did he ask me
Nikolia’s POVThe sound of their voice disappeared as Art dragged me into the woods. There was a constant blush on my cheeks from the way Art dragged me away and the way he was still holding my arm. A part of me wanted to pull away, but that part was small. I couldn't figure this man out, nor could I understand why I reacted to him the way I did. Why do I have butterflies dancing in my stomach as we walk into the woods, and why does being near him cause my heart to race? And why the hell does he smell so damn good?! I wondered in frustration.“It's your anger and frustration that's not allowing you to succeed,” Art said, breaking the silence. I looked at him and those damn butterflies began flapping their wings in my stomach again. His hazel eyes were looking directly into my blue ones. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't; his eyes held me in place. It wasn't until his lips tugged up that I remembered I was supposed to be saying something. “What do you mean?” I asked.“You coul
Third Person's POV Skylar slowly walked through the training field with his right arm hooked with Weston's. They slowly strolled through the large field where the center was covered with mats for sparring and the outer edge was unfinished. The conversation between them was light and sweet. Weston was persistent in finding out everything there was to know about his mate. The Omega was timid and blushed as he answered simple questions. His favorite color was easy to answer, but his favorite dessert was a hard one. There were too many sweets he loved, and he couldn't choose just one. The way his eyebrows drew together as he struggled to come up with an answer made Weston laugh and pull him closer, causing warmth to spread through the Omega's chest. Art watched as they walked off. He turned his attention to Nikolai when the young Alpha walked past him. It was like dangling a carrot in front of a horse. The Alpha's eyes were on Nikolai in an instant, and he turned to watch him. He ad