로그인AurelI know the reason he’s acting like that, and honestly I can’t even blame him. I fucked up, plain and simple, so yeah… I owe him an apology whether I like it or not.“Trey,” I call out as I run after him, my shoes hitting the floor harder than I expect. I can feel eyes on me, the team, the coach, even Shantel somewhere behind me, but I ignore all of it and keep moving.Treyvon didn’t bother stopping at all.I push a little faster and finally catch up to him near the locker room. He’s already pulling his jersey halfway off, like he doesn’t even care that I’m behind him. Like I don’t exist.I don’t even think about it before I reach out and grab him from behind, wrapping my arms around him tight.My eyes shut on their own.I shouldn't do this like this, especially since I’ve always known Treyvon had a thing for me, but he’s my best friend so he never pushed it at all…that created a soft spot for me.“Hey… I’m sorry,” I mutter, my voice coming out lower than I expect.He goes comple
Aurel“Oh my God, dude…” Shantel says in a harsh whisper, his eyes wide as he grabs my arm and drags me out of the staff room where I had been hiding. “What did you do to that psycho?”“Nothing,” I reply quickly, avoiding his eyes as I try to pull my arm out of his grip.“Well, it doesn’t look like nothing,” he fires back immediately, not letting go. “You ran down here like someone was chasing you and told me never to tell the customer it was you who served his room, and now you’re saying nothing happened?”I shrug a little, trying to keep my face straight, but I can already feel a smile threatening to show. “Nothing happened.”Shantel narrows his eyes at me, clearly not buying it. “Could you please explain that?”I let out a breath and gently push him back so I have some space. He stumbles a little, and I glance down at him for a second. He barely reaches my chest, well…I'm as tall as some Alphas.“I am telling you the truth,” I say, lowering my voice a bit. “The VIP turned out to be
NeylanWe sit across from the manager, Clinton, at the bar, and I can still feel that restless irritation sitting under my skin. The place is not too loud, just soft music playing in the background, glasses clinking here and there, but it still feels like too much.I lean back slightly in my seat, my fingers tapping once against the table before I stop myself.“Who was the staff in charge of my room?” I ask, keeping my voice steady.Clinton doesn’t look surprised by the question. If anything, he looks like he expected it. He clears his throat lightly before answering, “That would be Nikolai Shantel.”The name means nothing to me.I frown a little. “Who is that?”Clinton gestures to one of the staff nearby and says, “Call him over.”I watch as the boy is called, my jaw tightening slightly without me meaning to. Something already feels off, like I know I am not going to get the answer I want.A few seconds later, the omega walks over.And immediately, my stomach turns.Even with how con
NeylanWhy am I seeing that bastard?Am I hallucinating? No… why am I hallucinating about him at this very moment? He vanished without a trace two years ago. Not even Treyvon heard from him. And now he is suddenly here, with his hand stroking my throbbing dick?I don’t know, but fuck… I feel so fucking good. Even though it is just a hallucination, at least I can feel the pain in my balls easing as my precum keeps leaking out uncontrollably. He can do whatever the hell he wants, just… just make me cum. Please… I want to say it out loud, but I will sound even more pathetic if I do.My head falls back, eyes rolling into my head as the peak starts building for the first time in two years. I have not felt anything like this before. The pressure keeps growing deeper and heavier in my balls, and it feels different this time, like something is finally breaking loose after being locked away for so long.Aurel increases his pace, tightening his grip on my dick as he strokes me faster. I can fai
AurelI lay the tray gently on the table, and the groaning sounds coming from behind me feel oddly familiar, but I really don't want to pay any attention to it right now. I keep my eyes on the tray and try to focus on straightening the edges so everything looks neat.“Fuckin shit!” he groans again from behind me, and my ear perks up right away. I take in a sharp breath without meaning to, and then a long-lost familiar scent shoots straight through my nose. It hits me so hard that I freeze right where I am standing.Memories start flooding my mind all at once, and I can't push them away no matter how much I try. No… I remember it clearly. I spent months hugging those jerseys, sniffing them desperately like a mad dog, even though the scent had faded completely after three months.I turn around slowly, and my eyes land on him. His hair is colored blond now, and his back looks broader than I remember it being.“Neylan?” I mutter under my breath, so quiet that I am not even sure if the wor
Aurel I smoothen my clothes as I stare into the mirror in the staff room of JanP Hotel, dragging my palm down the front of my shirt like that is going to fix anything. I had started working here right after the interview, no time to even think too much about it. Nikolai Shantel, the omega I saved from his cheating asshole ex boyfriend, played a major role in teaching me everything I needed to know. He practically glued himself to my side since he found me… It has been two weeks now, and somehow, it has been… peaceful. Weirdly peaceful. “Aurel,” I hear my manager Clinton call out just as I step out to the counter, his voice carrying over the low hum of conversations and the occasional sound of luggage wheels rolling across the floor. He gestures me over with two fingers. I should work at the club tonight. That is where the tips are. I glance at him, then at Shantel, who is already looking at me with puppy eyes. Shantel tilts his head slightly, lips pressed together like he
NeylanThe omega pushes the door open right after Desmond leaves the room. The guy is a dominant one from the way he carries himself, but thanks to that pill the doctor gave me I can’t truly perceive his scent. It’s like everything is wrapped in thick cotton. My balls are starting to ache real bad
Aurel2 years later.I go out to search for a job and end up stopping in front of a seven star hotel.There’s a big post right at the entrance that says ‘Hiring.’I stare at it for a few seconds, my eyes running through the words even though I already know how this works. Places like this don’t jus
Neylan“Hockey star and model, Neylan Astor.” The lady in the blue shiny dress on the internal award stage calls out, and the sound of hands clapping fills the hall even before I get off my seat.Desmond nudges me with his elbow. The place is reeking with omega pheromones, and the last place I want
Aurel“Well, if you have something that belongs to your Alpha around you, I guess that should help.”I raise a brow at her. “What does that even mean?”Harper shrugs like it’s obvious. “If you have anything with his pheromones on it, his clothes or something that still carries his scent, it should







