LOGINCassian was disappointed when he saw the beta slowly turn his head to look away again without giving him a response. Knowing he had said a lot during the ride, Cassian decided to be tactful and stopped talking. He failed to realize how much he had changed just by having the beta beside him... Ryan glanced at the boss and the beta sitting behind him, and he wondered why the boss was acting the same way he acted whenever he was with Little Swan. Well, Ryan wasn't the only one who realized this. Little Swan, with his ever-working mind, had already noticed that Cassian was strange ever since they first met. Cassian seemed to be interested in him. Perhaps because he was cold and indifferent to whatever he did?Whatever. He really didn't care. The main reason he decided to be a bodyguard was to keep an eye on Cassian and make sure no one snatched the alpha away. That was enough. With time, he would drag the alpha back to his territory. After hours of driving, they finally got to th
Little Swan didn't dawdle either. Following after Cassian and Ryan, they left the company with some other men. Ryan took over the driving while Little Swan was the protector, sitting right beside Cassian in the car. His expression was cool, and his eyes held indifference. In reality, his mind was filled with the words of the earlier burly man. The man had wanted him to gain Cassian's favor, become Cassian's lover like the last protector, and when that happened, he would be able to speak up for the burly man and gain him a promotion. Little Swan looked toward the tall buildings in the city. He really didn't blame the guy. This was the world of the fittest. Everyone would go to great lengths to gain what they wanted. What was with chastity? Anything that couldn't be eaten was an option, not a priority. An alpha (the past protector) had even submitted, willing to be dominated by Cassian to gain a fleeting favor, so what was stopping a beta (Nico) from doing the same to gain a sta
Though this wasn't the best solution and it wouldn't completely erase Cassian's dominant pheromone, Little Swan knew it was enough to deceive others. Plus, the pheromone-induced perfume he had prepared from the beginning, the scent of three different pheromones would confuse anyone who stood near him. Perhaps Cassian might still perceive his own pheromone, but it would be extremely light, and it wouldn't really give much away. Little Swan silently endured the discomfort of being passively exposed to the pheromone of an alpha and closed his eyes for a rest. The drive took a while, but it was exactly what the two wanted. By the time Niam parked the car, Little Swan could already perceive the presence of three different pheromones on his body. The three attempted to mix, but it was impossible, yet the most dominant among the three consumed them, diluting its earlier scent. The thick tobacco scent had been reduced to a normal cigarette scent. Little Swan felt like his decision was
Little Swan's body turned cold as he raised the blanket to check his gland. During the heat, the gland had surfaced and had been really obvious, but now that the heat was over, though it was still obvious, it wasn't like before anymore. Staring at the patch that was only slightly different from his normal skin, Little Swan looked carefully, trying to find any sign of a bite. But there was none. No matter how hard Little Swan looked at it, there was nothing there at all. Seeing that, Little Swan breathed in relief and relaxed back in bed. Being marked by his alpha should have been a good thing, but Little Swan also knew the risk that came with it. He knew what would happen if such a thing had happened. A mark was like a permanent tracker that would make him vulnerable to Cassian's watch, and no matter where he was, Cassian would find him. This should have been a good thing if Cassian really knew his identity, but Cassian didn't. Little Swan knew he couldn't keep this slave ide
Cassian held the omega's slender neck, but his fingers trembled, unable to tighten against it. He frowned inexplicably. Just a grip and then, snap. The omega would be dead. The omega who had hunted his dreams for so many years would be dead, and the humiliation of that day could be wiped away forever. All he needed was a tight grip...Cassian hesitated. He looked at the innocent-looking omega and the redness crossing his pale cheeks. His eyes wavered. Perhaps it wasn't this omega. Yes, Cassian's hand loosened even further. It couldn't be this omega. There was no way an omega like that would end up in the auction house as a slave. There was no way an omega like that would have a stepfather that harassed and threatened him. That omega was someone capable of threatening others and making them dance to his tune. He could easily kill his stepfather. He wouldn't easily be caught as a slave. Cassian thought back to that banquet back then and also thought about the wretched apartm
Not even in his wildest dreams would he have expected what happened to him. Despair flashed across his eyes even as he felt his alpha lift him in the air. He was delirious. Everything around him seemed to be spinning, and his body's temperature rose at an alarming rate. Heat. Little Swan cursed his heat as he forcefully closed his eyes, hoping to suppress the weakness. Cassian didn't use the steps. Instead, he entered the elevator, and with a light chime, the elevator started. Feeling the gentle movement, Little Swan opened his eyes again. "Let me go." He tried to say, but his voice was so weak that he could barely be heard. Cassian frowned. He seemed to hear. He lowered his eyes, looking at the omega in his arms, and a sneer escaped his lips. "You think I want to hold you?" His voice was cold. "Why would I?" Little Swan bit his lower lip, resisting a response. Cassian rolled his eyes. "You were so expensive. What do I do if you die like that? Wouldn't that be a waste of my
In Cassian's car. The car was dimly lit with a quiet and tense atmosphere. The beautiful omega hugged himself as his silver hair cascaded down, covering his facial features. His lips curved slightly. He glanced at Cassian, who was tapping his lap and excitement shone in the beauty's eyes.
BLACK MARKET AUCTION HOUSE The auction house pulsed with danger. Voices overlapped___ whispers of weapons, blood money, and power. "The K41 is on the list, right?" "Yes. But it should be quite expensive." "I wonder if I can get my hands on some rare commodities and weapons." The crowd murm
In a dimly lit room, shadowy and silent___ except for the ragged breathing of a masked figure resting on the cold evening wall. The figure seemed young... not older than 19. His hands roamed his body as his half-closed eyes turned misty, and sweat dampened his forehead. His white shirt, which ha
CASSIAN'S BATHROOM Little Swan's dainty fingers gripped Cassian's arms as his weak body rubbed against Cassian. He let out a weak, startled yelp, and his eyes widened. He didn’t hold back. Every glance, every touch... deliberate. Lethal. Cassian's breath hitched. His lips parted as if to sa







