LOGINLUCEN'S POV
My breath is still fast after spilling all my hot seeds into his mouth. The moment the climax vanished, a cold clarity struck me like a blade. I stared down at Eli, his trembling form of a stark silhouette against the satin sheets, his skin bare and shivering. He was on his knees, vulnerable, his eyes glazed with a mixture of exhaustion and something I could not name. The trace of my cum still on the corner of his lips.I grip his chin and force him to look at me.“DoELI'S POVEverything felt too close.The car. The air. Him.My back pressed against the leather seat, chest rising unevenly as I tried to steady my breathing, but it was useless. Lucen’s presence swallowed everything... his scent, his heat, the way his body caged mine in like there was no space left for anything else to exist.“You’re mine, Eli. That’s all that matters.” The words echoed in my head long after he said them, heavy and unyielding. A promise. A warning. I couldn’t tell which one weighed more.My fingers were still gripping his shirt. I didn’t even remember doing that. Maybe... it's instinct or maybe it's intentional... I don't know.Slowly… I loosened them. But I didn’t push him away.Why? My chest tightened at the realization. Because I don’t want to? No. That wasn’t right. Or maybe… it was. And that terrified me more than his jealousy ever could.“Lucen…” My voice came out softer than I intended, still uneven from the kiss, from everything. “You’re overreacting.”The m
LUCEN'S POVI never liked crowds. The hum of strangers and the anonymous chatter... it all felt like a tide trying to wash me out of the world I had built for myself. Yet today, I found myself in the middle of a busy mall, the kind of place that Eli loved because it reminded him of mornings spent with his mother. I had followed him, not out of affection but out of habit. Habit, after all, is what keeps a man from spiraling when his protection is an unpredictable animal.Eli was standing at the stall, he was looking at the row of body soap. He looks like he was dissecting each product, comparing their ingredients or maybe their prices.I saw him before Eli even spoke a word. The stranger stood too close, his presence a thin blade cutting through the thin veil of personal space I had drawn around Eli. He moved with a practiced ease, slipping his hand into Eli’s space as if claiming a seat at a table he’d never been invited to. His grin was the kind that makes strangers think they own t
ELI'S POVTwo months passed in a blur.Not the kind of blur that feels light or forgettable... but the kind that drags, heavy and heavy, until I realized time had already slipped through my fingers without asking permission. Life in the estate returned to something that looked like normal. But it wasn’t. Nothing really was after that night.I learned what happened to Ghon in fragments. Never directly from Lucen. Never from Drew. Always from whispers... guards talking when they thought I wasn’t listening, servants lowering their voices just a little too late, details slipping through cracks no one bothered to seal completely.“They tried to interrogate him,” one of the guards said one afternoon. “He almost broke and talked to spill the information he knew.”“Almost?” another asked.“Yeah… then he just… died. No wound. No poison. Just... stopped breathing.”I paused where I stood, pretending to look out the window while every word sank in.“They said the Dreadlord did it.” That made my
ELI'S POVWaking up felt like clawing my way out of deep water.Every breath dragged, heavy and uncertain, like my lungs were still deciding whether they trusted the air. My body didn’t feel like mine… it felt hollowed out, scraped clean and left too fragile to hold anything steady. For a long moment, I just lay there, eyes still closed, listening to the slow rhythm of my own breathing.Alive.The thought came quietly.Barely believable.My fingers twitched against the sheets. The sensation was dull, delayed, but it was there. Real. I forced my eyes open, and light immediately stabbed through my vision, making me flinch. The ceiling came into view, blurred at first, then slowly sharpening.My room.I made it back.“…sir?” The voice pulled me out of the haze. Familiar. Soft.I turned my head slightly, the motion heavier than it should have been. “Ana…?” My voice came out rough, barely audible, like it had forgotten how to exist.Relief flooded her face instantly. “You’re awake,” she sa
LUCEN'S POV“Eli—Eli, stay with me.”Fuck. His name tore out of my throat like something feral, something breaking. His body went slack in my arms, his head falling against my shoulder as if the world had simply… let go of him.No. Fuck no. Not like this. Not again.I tightened my grip around him, one arm under his knees, the other braced against his back, lifting him fully without hesitation. He felt too light. Too fragile. Like if I loosened my hold even slightly, he would slip through my fingers and disappear.“Drew!” I barked, already moving.“I’m here,” Drew answered instantly, keeping pace beside me.“Clear the halls. No one comes near the fourth floor without my order.” My voice was sharp, edged with something I wasn’t even trying to hide anymore. “And get every doctor in the estate. Now. I don't fucking care if they are sleeping or whatever they are doing.”“Yes, Alpha.” Drew nodded then disappeared into the shadows.I didn’t wait for anything else. I moved. Fast. The stairs b
ELI'S POVWe stepped into the grand stairwell, the cold night air slipping through the tall windows and brushing against my skin. I focused on my breathing, forcing it into something steady, something controlled. Inhale… slow. Exhale… steady. The marble beneath my feet felt too solid, too real, every step echoing louder than it should, like the world was amplifying my weakness.For a fleeting moment, I thought... I made it out.The thought came quietly, fragile, almost disbelieving. I had survived the room. I walked out. I was still standing.So I kept moving. One step. Then another. Beside me, Lucen walked in silence. I could feel his presence without looking... steady, watchful, restrained. Not suffocating like before. Not distant either. Just… there. Like he was waiting for something.Waiting for me to fall. My fingers curled slightly at my side. ”Don’t, I told myself. Don’t you dare fall now.” I muttered to myself in my mind.“I’m fine,” I muttered under my breath, more to myself
LUCEN'S POVThe taste of Eli lingered on my tongue... sweetness laced with salt, like rainwater on skin. My pulse thudded in my ears, Vulk howling beneath my ribs, insistent. ”Claim him. Mate. The scent is ours.”But the scent wasn’t his. It never would be. Elion’s pheromones had long since faded i
ELI'S POVI’ve learned to move silently through Lucen’s estate... not because I’m stealthy by nature, but because silence is survival.Every morning, I walk the same path along the marble corridors, past the grand staircase, through the sun-drenched conservatory where hothouse orchids bloom in colo
LUCEN'S POVThe bass was a physical thing, it was the sound of power, of decadence, of our world. Here, in the gilded cage of "The Howl's” VIP room, being an Alpha wasn’t just a biological roll of the dice; it was divinity.We were the gods of this small, sweating universe, and the air was thick wi
ELI'S POVThe second Lucen slides his thick cock out of my hole, I let out a broken, needy moan, my body already craving the weight of him again.The air is thick—his Alpha scent, musky and dominant, wraps around me like a vice, mixing with my own sweet, floral pheromones until I can barely think s







