LOGINELI'S POV
“Please, Mr. Lucen,” I begged, my voice a cracked whisper. “Just for tonight. Mate with me. Help me.” He flinched, his jaw tightening. “Eli... right?, that’s… I can call a doctor. They can give you something to help you through it.” He fished out his phone, dialed a number and said, ”Dr. Wode come here to the east wing now. Someone needs your help... pheromones over suppression.” A doctor. A cold, clinical stranger. The word was a final, brutal rejection. The dam of my composure shattered, and a sob tore from my throat. “My fiancé cheated because I was boring,” I choked out, hot tears streaming down my flushed cheeks. “Now… now even a stranger doesn’t want to help me.” After few more agonizing minutes, a doctor rushed from the door. He was still catching his breath. He immediately went to the side of my bed and did some quick tests. ”How is he Dr. Wode?”, Lucen asked impatiently. He shook his head, straightened his back and said, ”Its not a good sign Alpha. His pheromones were suppressed for a long time... then suddenly it spill. Think of it as a jar with too much pressure inside... when you suddenly open it... it will explode.” Lucen spoke immediately and said, ”What are you waiting now? Inject him some suppressor.” Dr. Wode spoke and said, ”Alpha, suppressor can't cure this. He needs Alpha pheromones to stabilize it. His resolve wavered. I felt it before I saw it, a sudden shift in the air as he released his pheromones. His scent, a cool forest of pine and rain, washed over me. It was a temporary balm on the fire, and I stumbled forward, burying my face in the warm skin of his neck, seeking an anchor in the storm. “No one wants me,” I murmured against his pulse, the words muffled by my despair. His hands came up, gently but firmly cupping my cheeks, forcing me to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark, stormy. “Eli,” he said, his voice low and serious. “Are you sure you want me to help you?” “Yes,” I promised, my own voice trembling. “I don’t want to be alone. Please, Mr. Lucen, I’m asking for your help.” He searched my face, a war waging in his eyes. “I don’t want to force my pheromones on anyone just to make them follow me.” “You’re not,” I breathed, leaning into his touch. “But… it’s not working. Your scent… it’s not enough to calm the fire. Not like Elric’s used to.” The name was a mistake. A low, dangerous growl rumbled in Lucen’s chest, a vibration I felt through my whole body. The scent of pine sharpened, now laced with something wild, something possessive. The coiled spring inside me snapped, not from pain, but from a terrifying, thrilling thrill. This wasn’t just comfort anymore. This was something else entirely. I brushed my mouth against Ethan’s once more, intending only a teasing graze, but the second our lips met he surged forward, a low growl vibrating through his chest as he took the kiss I’d offered and made it savage. His teeth caught my lower lip, tugging before his tongue thrust past the barrier of my teeth, claiming every slick inch of my mouth. The taste of him... bourbon and midnight, slammed into me, and I groaned, spine arching, my fingers knotting in the dark waves of his hair. He tore away just far enough to snarl, “Tell me you want this, Eli. Say it.” His voice was rough, frayed at the edges, and it skittered across my overheated skin like a live wire. I’d never heard him sound so close to losing the iron control he wore like armor. I dragged in a breath heavy with brother scent rose-water and the darker, musky jasmine of my heat, another pulse of slickness leaking from my hole. “Yes,” I whispered. His pupils flared wide, midnight swallowing the last hint of brown. Then the last sliver of civility snapped. He bent, capturing my lips in a kiss so tender and whispered, “Breathe, Eli.” Then he pressed forward. The head forged through resistance with relentless, measured force. My body fought, then surrendered, muscles yielding around thick heat. A low moan... half pain, half bliss, tore from my throat. ”You really want me to help you right?” Lucen asked with teasing. ”Y...yyyyesss, Alpha. Please help me.” I said breathlessly. ”Then you have to please me first, I won't offer my help to strangers for free.” He said grinning. Before I could make any more responses. He pulls me swiftly until my face is level with his groin. Even from beneath the tight jeans he was wearing I can see the outline of his huge manhood. I swallow my breath. Through the daze, I can see him pulling his zipper in an agonizingly slow paced. He smirked and then pulled down his pants together with his underwear. His huge cock sprang free from being concealed. ”Suck it now!” He coldly said before poking it's tan mushroom tip to my lips. I lick its crown making him moan. As soon as I opened my mouth, he shoved his entirety in my mouth. His cock is so huge that it hit the back of my throat. My eyes teared but he didn't stop... he supported my head and started shoving his cock faster on my mouth... I let him... I started to like... to enjoy it. He dunked my head into his cock and held it for a few seconds... as if he was timing it, he released my head letting me gasp for air. ”You're really good, little omega.” he praised, ”Have you done this also to that bastard Aleric?” ”Nooo,” I said while shaking my head. ”Good if that's true. You're mine now. You better not lie.” He said before shoving again his cock on mine. ”Used your tongue and fingers, Eli...” He ordered as if his ordering something trivial. But I did. I swirl my tongue on the tip of his wet cock then use my fingers to grip its huge shaft. It is something that I have never seen before.... It's thick, veiny.... tan like other parts of his body. ”Fuck, this mouth will be mine starting this moment... you hear that?” He asked while slapping his cock on my cheeks. I nodded. Seemingly, satisfied... he shoved his cock again to my mouth and piston it very fast. I can feel he was near release. His cock started to swell. His movement became faster and faster than at last he dunked my head to his cock and cum inside directly on my throat. ”Fuck, ahhhh, swallow it all!” he commanded. I feel his thick, hot cum hit the wall of my throat. I swallowed it as much as I could but it overflowed and some spilled from the corner of my mouth. He gripped my chin to force me to look at him. We stayed frozen, sharing air and sweat beading at his temple. He kissed me fiercely. I tasted salt and him and shuddered. His hand cradled my jaw almost reverently. ”That was great. Now I should do my end of this bargain.” he said. He injected a small amount of his pheromones into my aching gland. A relief instantly flooded me. He collapsed but caught himself on locked elbows so his weight crushed me only enough to feel delicious. Our ragged breathing mingled, heartbeats hammering against each other. I shivered... not cold, but wrung out, skin buzzing with aftershocks. Lucen rolled us, tucking me against his chest so my back fit the hard planes of his torso. His hand slid down, palming my abused rim in a lazy, proprietary circle. ”Sleep, take a rest for now.” He commanded like ordering a child to sleep early. I did. And as our scents braided together, alpha pheromones binding sweet jasmine... closed eyes revealed a future drenched in dark devotion, in bruises and hushed vows. For once, the chill of solitude couldn’t reach me; Lucen’s arms were iron bars, his heartbeat a war drum claiming possession with every staggered thud. In the pulse dripping slowly from my well-used hole, I tasted the warning and promise of everything dangerous we were now bound to chase.ELI'S POVMonths passed, each day a thin veil between what was and what could be. Lucen’s wolf... once a restless beast, had grown calmer in my presence. Yet the nights grew heavy with his dreams. Lucen would wake, breathless, eyes wide, his voice a hoarse whisper of a name that cut through the darkness.“Elion… Elion…” he muttered, his hand clutching his chest as if trying to hold something frangible.I rose from the bed, the candlelight casting a trembling glow on the walls. “Lucen?” I whispered, I tried to shake him a bit. He lay on the soft bed beside me, his back arching, his breathing ragged.He did not open his eyes. He simply muttered my brother's name, his hand pressed against his heart.“Do you… do you hear him? Wake up...” I asked, feeling my own voice tremble. I honestly don't know what I'm feeling... disappointed, sad, jealous or maybe a combination of all.He made no response. The silence was deafening.That night, I chose to suppress my own pheromones. I dug out the bot
ELI'S POVThe first time I noticed the change, I was walking in the vast hall of the west wing. I expected the familiar weight of Mr. Jarvis’s sigh behind me, the muffled clatter of his cane on the marble stairs. Instead, there was a younger man in a crisp black tailcoat, his hair still too long for the house’s standards, and he stared at me with a patience I hadn’t seen in any butler before.The corridors of the estate had always felt like a living museum... portraits that never blinked, tapestries that whispered old wars, and servants who moved like polished gears.“Good morning, Sir,” the new butler said, his voice a low baritone that seemed rehearsed. He bowed shallowly.“Eli,” I replied, setting the cloth aside. “Did you hear about the others? Did you Mr. Jarvis”His eyes flickered, a glint of something... perhaps amusement, perhaps warning. “ No Mr. Eli, we have not heard from them. The staff have been changed by the Alpha’s decree. It is not my place to question the decision.”I
ELRIC'S POVI could hear the bass thudding through the floorboards, a low, relentless heartbeat that matched the rhythm of my own. The club was a dimly lit cavern of shadows and neon, the kind of place where Alpha’s like me came to shed the veneer of responsibility and indulge in what the day denied us.I leaned against the bar, the leather warmed under my palm, and watched the crowd swirl like a feverish tide. The scent of pheromones hung thick in the air—an intoxicating cocktail of desire, fear, and dominance.On my lap a trembling omega knelt, his body slick with sweat and the marks of our recent… transaction. I could feel the faint tremor in his chest as he pressed his forehead against my thigh, a silent plea for reassurance that I was too weary to grant. He was one of the many faces that passed through this place, a temporary escape, a mouthful of pleasure that would soon be swallowed by the night.Cole and Jason flanked me, their grins as sharp as the knives hanging from their b
LUCEN'S POVMy 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. “Do you resent me for fucking you?” I asked, the words hanging in the stale air, my voice a low growl that seemed to echo off the stone walls.Eli’s throat worked. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He swallowed hard, his shoulders sagging further. I could see the fear, the shame, the flicker of a wounded pride. My own thoughts were a storm of contradictions... guilt at the cruelty of my deception, a perverse pride that I had managed to make Eli believe he was Elion, his dead older twin
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 straight. My ass clenches around nothing, aching, empty, and I whimper, pressing my forehead against the silk sheets beneath me.I need more. I need him.Lucen’s rough chuckle sends a shiver down my spine before his fingers tangle in my blonde hair, yanking my head back just enough to force me to meet his gaze.His gold eyes are dark with lust, his lips curled in that smug, possessive smirk I both hate and crave.“Still hungry, my mate?” His voice is a low growl, dripping with amusement and something darker... something that makes my cock twitch despite how wrecked I already am. My mate... that's right... for him, he was imagining he was fucking my brother, Elion. I nod, my breath hitching,
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 into ash, and now this clone... his twin, this shadow of a boy who wore white like a rebellion, held the only peace I’d known in years.I pulled back, my fingers still curled in the linen of his shirt, the one garment that wasn’t a lie. It smelled like him. Like rebellion. My wolf snarled, impatient. ”Don’t think. Just mark.”Eli’s pupils were wide, unblinking. He tilted his chin up, waiting. Let him wait, I told myself. Let him learn patience. Let him learn his place.But Vulk didn’t care for lessons. The ache in my bones was a live wire, sharp and unrelenting. I needed to press Eli into the mattress, to peel away the shirt that made him too human, too real. Needed to lose myself in the rhyt







