Millan was kicked out of his pack. Now living as a rogue, all he had ever known is rejection and cruelty. One day, he stumbles upon the Blayne Pack, which is quite possibly the kindest he has ever encountered. He starts to desire staying in one place and building a home- things that he can't and shouldn't have because he is a defective omega, much more a rogue one. With only fourteen days allowed for him to stay, will he be able to pick himself up and leave? Or will he give in and give up the life that he was used to have? ***** Weston became the Head Alpha at an early age. One day, a wounded rogue is brought to his pack. He is furious and skeptical. Nonetheless, he still allowed the rogue to rest in his territory for two weeks before making him leave. But upon knowing Millan, he starts to feel things that he shouldn't feel, not towards a rogue anyway. With only fourteen days, will he be able to get past his hatred towards rogues and change his mind? Or will he chase him away? ***** Two people. One grew up being loved. One grew up being abused. Is fourteen days enough to change their lives forever?
View More“Thank you so much, Mom.” Millansays from their bathroom, fetching more diapers to put in Nyla’s bag.“I’m always happy to look after Nyla, you know that.” Stellasays from the adjacent bedroom, holding her sleeping granddaughter.Millancomes back in the bedroom, hands full with useful and not so useful items.“Millan, maybe you should take more time off, you shouldn’t overwork yourself.” Stellasays, eyeing her son while he struggles to find space for everything in the duffle bag.She shakes her head at the three teddy bears and four blankets that won’t possibly fit in the small bag.“I’m not.”Stellagives Millana telling once-over.He’s disheveled, wearing the same clothes he wore the day before, fatigue written under his eyes.“I swear!” Millansays with more force, turning to l
The jog there consisted of Millan crying in pain and burying his face in Weston’s neck while Weston held him tightly to his body, trying to calm him down and be strong for him.Millan was in so much pain and so vulnerable that it was driving Weston’s wolf insane. When they got there, Nara did not allow him to go in with Millan until Jace, Amir and Andy got there and were able to get him to stay put while the doctors took care of Millan."W- what's that for?" Millan asked once he saw Nara wheeling in an ultrasound machine."I need to check your insides to figure out what's wrong, Millan. Don’t worry. It won’t hurt and will help us tremendously. This will be cold." Nara explained squirting some gel on Millan's stomach who nodded and hissed at the feeling."Where's Weston? Why isn't he here with me?" Millan asked trying not to cry.Call him a baby but he wanted Weston there with him."What’s wrong? I'
Millan was sprawled on the bed away from Weston's warm arms wearing nothing but a large white shirt that falls down one shoulder and a boxer briefs.He was feeling like he was going to either pass out from how hot he was or just end his misery and die already as he kept searching for cold spots wanting nothing but to feel cool again.He had the air conditioner on full blast while Weston was wrapped in the warm blankets from head to toe freezing his butt off. But what could he do if his omega was hot and wouldn't stop complaining to him that the room felt like they were in the pits of hell from how ridiculously hot it was while him, on the other hand found the temperature okay.Unable to take it anymore, he blindly pulled off his t-shirt and threw it somewhere on the floor. He left his boxer briefs on and went back on flopping down on the bed. He smiled, sleep taking over him.A few hours later, Millan woke up from his slumber wondering when
“Are you sure you want to do this?”Weston’s worry is so strong it bleeds into Millan'sconfidence, tainting it slightly. Millantakes a deep breath and forces his self-assurance to take over in their bond.It’s been a week since he’s marked Westonand his understanding and control over their soul bond has bettered with each day. He’s now almost as good as Westonwhen it comes to using their link to soothe his soulmate’s stress.“Yes. I need to.” Millananswers although some of Weston’s wariness has been alleviated without the need for words.“I don’t like this.” Westonwhispers in a sigh, knowing there’s no changing Millan'smind anyway. “Be careful, Mill. I’ll be right here if you need me.” He eventually says, bending down to kiss his omega, hopefully communicating his encouragement and his support with t
Millan ishappy.Has never been happier really.So, where is this expending ball of nerves in his chest coming from?The pregnancy?No. It can’t be.When he thinks of having pups with Weston,all he can feel is endless joy and excitement especially since he can feel the same emotions coming from Weston’s side of their bond.So no, it’s not that.But something is pulling him down.No matter how much he tries to put it aside, to ignore it, he feels it as his omega ogles Weston’s back while he cooks.He feels it as Weston deposits an enormous plate of spaghetti in front of him, feels it when Westonsmiles at him, when his Alpha squeezes his knee under the table affectionately.There’s a threat looming over them, over this newfound bliss.And Millanknows what it is, once he really allows his thoughts to go there. And once he does, he can’t t
“Wow. You both did a number on each other, huh?” Nara says with a smirk.She’s leaning on the door frame, taking in the state of their bedroom.“On the bed frame too, apparently.” She mumbles to herself, eyeing the ruined furniture.Millanhas to admit, the room is a mess.The tale of the last three days is written in the leftover food packages, in the trash bin and around it, in the clothes scattered around on the floor, in Weston’s tangled hair, in the hickeys scattered all over their bodies and in the ambient scent still tainted with arousal.Millan'scheeks heat up in embarrassment. However, Nara doesn’t seem too bothered, mostly amused.“Can I come closer?” She asks Millan, mindful of his nesting omega.Millannods and sighs, taking in the state of said nest. It’s in complete disarray even if he’d tried to keep it under control during t
The first thing Amir wants to do, after ‘consummating’ the marriage proposal with his alpha properly, as well as mating with him, finally, without his brother’s contradictions, is to tell his friends.It’s amazing how fast he’s come to think of Millanas one of his best friends. He’s never felt such a strong connection to another omega before, usually preferring the company of betas and alphas.But then again, Millandoesn’t act like an omega all that much. Unless it has something to do with Westonthat is.So, after taking a thorough shower and trying to tame his messy hair to no avail, he trots down the corridor to Westonand Millan'sbedroom.He knocks and doesn’t wait for an answer before putting a hand to the doorknob.An animalistic growl and a telling whimper have him stop turning the doorknob and backing away, startled.It seems Amir isn’t th
The pregnancy test comes up negative, but Nara reiterates that it doesn’t mean much since the test can only detect a pregnancy after two weeks.Westoncan feel the doubt coming from Millan, but there is no uncertainty in the Pack Alpha’s mind. His fated mate is pregnant. It’s crystal clear in their bond, in the omega’s actions and in Millan'sscent.Gosh, that scent.Westonhasn’t been able to stop breathing in the addictive scent since he woke up to it.Millan isreading a book Madelyn had brought him, leaning on Westonwho’s going through Grant’s last report.Rather, TRYING to get through the platitude, but with his nose buried in Millan'shair, he ends up reading the same paragraph over and over again, never fully grasping its content.“You smell so good.” Westongroans as he inhales the intoxicating citrus and sweet scent
Millan wakes, surrounded by warmth and safety.He recognizes Weston’s arms around him immediately and smiles, content. When he blinks awake, he discovers that Weston is fast asleep and takes a moment to appreciate the sight.A look to the window informs him of the late hour, faded rays of the rising moon illuminating the room vaguely.He’d slept the whole afternoon away, but there’s still heaviness in his body, willing his eyelids shut. Millan rests his head on Weston’s chest, breathing in the familiar scent and letting it lull him back to sleep.Usually, the scent would be enough, but Millan can’t seem to stay still. It’s as if there isn’t enough of Weston’s scent surrounding him.Eyes still half closed, he gets up and grabs the shirt Weston had discarded before hopping into bed. He goes back to bed and lays the shirt on top of himself before resting his head on Weston’s body again, mindful of his arm entrapped in the irritating sling.Just seconds after, still feeling on edge, he ge
The werewolf novel is of Adventure and Fantasy LGBTQ+ drama. After the series of events that challenged Millan's masculinity and a responsible member of his pack, his instincts tell him to rebel but his heart goes the other way. Along with fulfilling his duty, he finds an intimate companion with a werewolf of the same gender - Weston. But things are not with them as they find a challenge from Stella claiming that she is pregnant with Millan's baby. And several events that happened later, another girl claims about her pregnancy with Millan. How will Weston react to these claims?
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