MasukAlex's POV:The dining hall smelled like eggs and coffee and approximately forty people pretending they had slept properly.I had not slept properly.I had slept for exactly ninety three minutes which I knew because I had looked at the clock when I lay down and looked at it again when my body decided ninety three minutes was apparently sufficient and woke me up with the cheerful efficiency of someone who had not received the memo about last night.I walked to the breakfast line.Every step communicated its feelings to me directly and specifically and I received the feedback with the expression of someone who was not going to give anyone the satisfaction of seeing it.The ribs were a three. The forearm was a two. Everything else was a comprehensive record of the previous twelve hours that I was going to have to carry through what was apparently a semifinal task day and I was going to do it without complaint.I collected a plate and moved toward a table.Each step.Every single one.I k
Blake's POV:I stared at it for exactly two seconds. Then I looked at Maya standing beside her. Then back at Lyra. Lyra's face was completely neutral, watching me.I could not help it. The smile started at the corner of my mouth and I let it go all the way."Interesting night, Lyra?" I said.Lyra raised one eyebrow. She looked unbothered. "We slept.""Sure," I said. "And that thing on your neck is a birthmark."Maya made a small sound that was absolutely a suppressed laugh. Lyra shot her a look and Maya pressed her lips together and looked at the trees with great interest."We are in a hurry," Lyra said flatly. "Can we move.""Absolutely," I said pleasantly. "Just saying. Good to know the night was productive for everyone."Lyra looked at me with that perfectly controlled face she always wore. Then her eyes moved. They dropped down from my face to Alex, and they landed on his jawline. Specifically on the left side of his jawline where I had apparently been less careful than I thought
Blake's POV:The moon had moved. I could tell by the way the light shifted through the north window, softer now, less sharp. The howling from earlier had completely stopped. The forest outside was quiet in that particular way it only gets just before dawn, when even the night creatures have gone still and the world holds its breath waiting for the sun.I was not sleeping.I had not slept at all.Alex was on my chest, breathing slow and even. His hair was a mess and his cheek was pressed flat against my skin. Every now and then he would shift slightly in his sleep, his hand curling tighter against my side like even in sleep he did not want to let go. I stared up at the wooden ceiling of the treehouse and traced the grain lines with my eyes and thought about nothing and everything at the same time.He said he loves me.That was the only thing my brain kept returning to, like a dog going back to the same warm patch of floor. Not the rest of it, not the competition waiting for us in a few
Blake’s POV:I held Alex close to my chest for a while. His body was limp and covered in sweat. I could feel how drained he was. Carefully, I reached for the small cabinet again and pulled out a healing potion the omegas always kept in these treehouses. It was meant for injuries after fights or long runs, but it worked for this kind of exhaustion too."Here, baby," I said softly. I helped him sit up a little and brought the small bottle to his lips. "Drink this. It will help your body recover faster."Alex drank it without arguing. The liquid tasted slightly sweet and herbal. He made a small face but swallowed it all. I wiped the corner of his mouth with my thumb and kissed him gently."Good boy," I whispered.We lay there quietly for almost an hour. The full moon was still shining through the north window. The distant howling had calmed down, but the night still felt heavy with energy. I stroked his back slowly, feeling his breathing become steadier.After some time, Alex shifted in
Lyra's POV:I lay there holding Maya close, her face tucked into my neck. Her breathing had finally become slow and even. The treehouse was quiet except for the soft sound of her breathing and the occasional creak of wood outside. My body still felt warm from taking care of her. Watching her come apart so sweetly under my mouth had filled my chest with something deep and soft.For almost half an hour I stayed awake, just looking at her. My sleeping beauty. Even with the bruises painting her left side in fading colors, she looked peaceful. Her lashes rested against her cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted. Every now and then she would make a tiny sound in her sleep and press closer to me. I brushed my fingers through her hair so gently, afraid to wake her.She was everything. My strong, quiet Maya who carried pain without complaint. My soft girl who trusted me completely. I could have watched her forever.Then a loud howl cut through the night.It was too close. Too loud. The soun
Alex's POV:Blake held me against his chest for a moment longer. My breathing was still ragged from the orgasm. He kissed my sweaty forehead and looked into my eyes."You ready, baby?" he asked softly. His voice was thick with want but still gentle.I nodded. "Yeah... I want you inside me now."He reached for the lubricant again and coated his thick cock generously. The shiny liquid made it look even bigger. He positioned himself between my legs in missionary. The head of his cock pressed against my stretched hole."Look at me," Blake said. "Keep your eyes on my face. If it hurts too much, tell me immediately."He pushed forward slowly. The blunt head stretched me open. Pain flared up right away, sharp and burning."Aargh... fuck... it's too big..." I groaned, my face twisting.Blake stopped immediately. He stayed completely still, only the tip inside. "Breathe, Alex. Relax your body. I won't move until you tell me."I took deep breaths. My hands gripped his shoulders tight. The pain w
Maya’s POV:I did not realize how loud my own thoughts were until they started to quiet down.It happens slowly. Not like a switch turning off, but like waves pulling back from the shore. The panic that had clawed inside my chest earlier is still there, somewhere deep, but it is no longer screaming.
Blake’s POV:11:36 pm.I know the exact time because I have checked my phone at least twelve times in the last five minutes.Everything is ready.Too ready.That kind of ready that makes your heart beat faster because now there is nothing left to fix. Nothing left to distract yourself with. Just wai
Blake’s POV:I sit on the stone bench behind the academy building where no one usually comes.The training field is loud somewhere far behind me, but here it is quiet. Only the sound of leaves moving in the wind. I lean forward, elbows on my knees, staring at the ground like it will give me answers
Alex’s POV:Night is the worst.Daytime is loud. Training. Voices. Orders. Footsteps. I can hide in that noise. I can act like nothing touches me. But now I am inside my dorm and the walls are too quiet. The bed looks too big. My head will not stop.I sit on the edge of my bed and stare at the door.







