CHAPTER TWENTY ONE**"Argh, I don't want to be pregnant! " Rene bawls, his eyes growing wet and blurry with more tears as he empties the last content of his stomach into the container. He never expected the symptoms of pregnancy to be this horrible. It has to be one of the worst things in the world. A pure agony.The continuous vomiting makes his body feel hot and feverish; the cold baths do nothing to alleviate the heat, and most times, his body feels so heavy that he is unable to get out of bed."Just bear with it, it will be over soon,""Liar, you say that e_everyday!" Rene rinses his mouth, wiping his face with the towel Kai passes to him.He doesn't know anything about being pregnant, and with every passing day, fear and anxiety eat him from his insides. It is still difficult for him to accept that he has a life growing within him. An omega's pregnancy usually lasts about six months which means that he still has about five months to carry this thing inside of him. More te
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO**Lyrien steps out of the tent. The sky outside has darkened with stormy grey clouds as though it is about to rain.His long, heavy strides are filled with purpose and urgency. He ignores the bow from the warriors he walks past, and seeing their master's grave mood, they all clear from his path.How can one Omega make him feel so restless?That word is too mild to describe the irritability he feels. Haesir is right; he needs to purge this insanity from his blood and get rid of it entirely. It's not as though he has not attempted to ease this unbearable desire, but his body is always taut with revulsion each time he tries to have sex with anyone who is not Rene Both his mind and body only crave that Omega. It feels like he has been conditioned to find others' touch disgusting; maybe Yara is right after all. Having a weakness, especially for his enemy, is an abomination. The rigorous training session during the day provides a brief escape, but the nights are
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE**Warning: More strong, dark, mature contents ahead; including non consent sexual assault proceed with caution."No!" Rene breaks out in loud heavy sobs when Lyrien tears his leg apart, spreading him wide open.Lyrien takes extra seconds to admire Rene's perfectly naked body, from his puckered pinkish almost red nipples, his still flat abdomen, his small omega cock that is dripping wet from inhaling his Alpha pheromones and finally, his pale round buttocks.Rene tenses with rising trepidation when the heavy weight of Lyrien's sac settles his thighs after Lyrien has rapidly untied his breeches to reveal a large veiny cock, throbbing menacingly. Unforgiving like its owner. Rene's toes curl in pain when the head of the glistening cock pokes hard against his entrance."It won't fit, it's too b_big!" He cries in abject fear, stiffening even more to prevent the massive rod from impaling him."You took it well the last time!" Lyrien says dismissively, the pleas and v
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR**Rene's breaths comes out in slow laboured pants; he lies weakly and defeated, his throat scratched by Lyrien's forceful fingers. It takes a while for his body to stop fidgeting, and his loud sobs gradually subside into low whimpers. His anal hole and sensitive tissues are still stretched by Lyrien's extremely engorged cock, which is throbbing inside of him.For a brief moment, their gazes clash and hold until Rene is forced to look away, his body conditioned by nature to understand their dynamic. He has no choice but to be submissive to this dominant Alpha, who is more brutal and possesses more power than him. He will never be able to escape.Lyrien exhales raggedly; his eyes a dark pit of crazed lust, he never wants to pull out his cock; Rene's warm body envelopes him stealthily like a second skin. He only regrets not having done this sooner, instead of driving himself to madness. He is far from satisfied, and his intense eyes are transfixed on his newly c
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE**With a sadistic addiction, Lyrien continues to toy with his prey, secreting steady doses of his testosterone until Rene suddenly clasps his broad muscular shoulders, his nails digging into Lyrien's flesh deliciously. "Please, enough!" Rene cries, his chest rising and falling in rapid succession and his body becoming slick with sweat.Lyrien smirks in victory to see his omegas arousal, his small nipples are erect and painfully red from the blood that pumps through it.The intense smell of Lyrien's rain forest musky smell continues to sizzle in the air, the brutal toxicity fogging Rene's senses, like pure acid corroding his body until he is crying and apologizing loudly. "Poor boy, you're so wet right now, you must be craving to get pregnant again!" Lyrien's taunts earn a mewl from Rene at the feel of his own cock being so hard that the head is now a purplish, bluish colour and the veins from his penis pulsating and popping. He begins to grind against the brut
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX ** He cannot do it. A coward who cannot even grant himself freedom is what he is. His hand reaches to touch his abdomen and he feels something fluttering in his heart. Perhaps, this is what is holding him back? He feels a strong repulsion to harm himself, almost as though the child is fighting to save itself. His body is trembling as he sobs even more. He's such a bad parent already, causing his mother's death, and now he's going to harm this innocent life too?The tent flaps open, and his head snaps to see Kai walk inside. "I found your friend..." Kai's eyes slowly lower to the scissors in Rene's hands and sparkle with panic. "What are you doing?!" Kai flings the weapon from Rene's hand in the next moment, and it clatters to the floor with a metallic clang. "You shouldn't hurt yourself," Kai's voice is soft as he covers Rene's body with thick, warm fur and makes him sit on the mattress. Rene says nothing when Kai tears out a piece of cloth to bandage hi
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN**Lyrien attention is buried in the maps and documents that he has ignored for far too long, thinking of ways to strengthen their defences when Kai enters. "You can't continue to cage him from going outside, even the baby needs some fresh air!" Keeping Rene inside is for his own good and safety, Lyrien doubts that Rene will be welcoming to all the current changes in his home.He gives Kai a dismissive look, but Kai doesn't move from his spot, his eyes glowering daggers at Lyrien. " Since you've chosen to accept him, can you treat him better? Do you even understand what he is going through? He's recently lost his mother, and even this morning, he even tried to__to__," Kai halts, blinking rapidly as he realizes he has nearly exposed Rene. He curses himself silently for he tends to ramble uncontrollably whenever he is upset."Tried to do what?"Kai flinches slightly when Lyrien instantly straightens up to his full height, his attention no longer on the document
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT**Rene barely recognizes him; he has to do a double take, and it's hard for him to keep standing when the strength is sucked out of him.Eren is surrounded by a cluster of Dahome warriors, his bloodied body jerking from the force of two warriors thrusting into him at once. A large group of other males stand by, cheering as though this is some sort of sport. Another male steps forward—undoing his breeches as he did so, he silences Eren's painful screams by grabbing a fistful of Eren's hair and yanking Eren's head back until his neck is arched and he shoves the entire length of his meaty cock into Eren's throat. Rene looks away, unable to bear the sight of the savages rutting, his stomach is revolting with dread and nausea.Eren is an Alpha, and getting humiliated and used like filth by this crowd of barbarians, which includes even Betas. "Keep looking!" Lyrien orders, grasping Rene's jaw and turning his head towards the public display. Rene grows even more te
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN * * "I want to mark you so deeply" Lyrien continues, grazing strong fingers down Rene’s exposed collarbone, "That even the stars know you’re mine.” “Lyrien,” Rene whimpers, dragging Lyrien from the daze he seems to have fallen into. “I want to spend every second here in this hut rutting with you, knotting you deeply until you cannot think of anything else, but me!” " he whispers, leaning even closer so that their lips nearly brush, but even so, their gazes remain magnetized. “So, I want to bury myself in you and forget the rest of the world exists. Is this... love?” Lyrien’s voice cracks at the end— with something fragile. Wounded. A moment passes silently, and then helpless frustration flashes across Lyrien's face. “I guess not,” he whispers. “Maybe because, I only know how to take, how to conquer and to own, perhaps this is all I'm capable of, Lyrien becomes blurred under Rene’s tearful gaze; the lost look in his mate's eyes, which is c
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN * * From a young age, Lyrien had been driven with the sole purpose of conquering lands and strengthening their clan. To redeem his bloodline. He had cut off every emotion that was linked to being weak, seen as vulnerable, and unfit. Engraved so deeply within him was the unwillingness to walk in his father's path and make the same mistakes. He had never wanted a mate nor to share a bond with anyone, and on the rare occasions that he did allow himself to think about it, a mate was only a means to an end. A power symbol. A tool for breeding. One would lead. One would submit. Simple. Controlled. But his very principle shattered the day this fair-headed omega stumbled into his life, sacrificed to him, and Lyrien had eaten his prey. Tasted the forbidden fruit. Even back then, Rene had radiated so bright, something so fragile, yet so beautiful, flooding that dark space with his warmth and light. And before Lyrien knew it, the icy wall he'd spent
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN * * Rene inhales deeply and the smell of breakfast wafts into his nostrils, and all of a sudden, his stomach feels very queasy. Sighing, he climbs off the bed; much to his luck, Lyrien is nowhere in the hut as Rene disposes of the unpleasant-smelling food. If Lyrien finds out that he has been skipping meals, there's no doubt that he will throw a fit, but these days, Rene has zero appetite; perhaps this is also an aftermath symptom of the heat he recently underwent. His attention shifts to the door, the loud voices outside gnaw at Rene's curiosity, but the first step he takes outside the hut fills him with instant regret. His feet sway as dizziness attacks his whole body. Ugh. . . Not again! The morning air is cool but Rene's skin feels overly warm, his breath hot. When will these symptoms pass? But Kai had told him it's normal to expect a few changes until his body readjusts to normal cycle. It shouldn't be this severe. Why are my own thi
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE * * Luca stiffens slightly as his eyes land briefly on the particular female who watches him with a strong flicker of hope in her eyes. Deranged, dark eyes, but then it is to be expected that she has completely lost her mind. "Brother. . . You came to see me, right?" Yara grips the metal bars to her cell, her stomach is bigger now, heavy with child. "I knew you wouldn't entirely forsake me," For some seconds, Luca's gaze roams Yara's now scrawny features; her eyes are sunken and red; she is certainly not doing well in this foul-smelling environment. "I'll put to birth any time soon, I cannot give birth here! Lyrien changed his mind, right?" She laughs, high and broken. "You're here to get me out, I know you are! Does he want the baby now? Will I become the Lady Chief? Why won't he want me? I was there for him first!" She suddenly screams, tears assaulting her eyes at Luca's dead expression. Luca's expression tightens, at this moment, he doesn
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVEN * * Tears spill freely down Soral’s cheeks now, hot and silent. His body aches in too many ways to count, but it's worse in his chest, his heart feels like a raw, open wound. “I'm scared. . .”He grasps Vidarr tightly, meeting the barbarian’s dark, now lust-filled gaze. “What are you afraid of?” Even now, Soral cannot bring himself to answer. A past already forgotten, perhaps speaking about it will manifest it into existence. Late into the night, the fires are now dim, but the pair does not need an external source to keep them warm. Soral's exhausted body drifts off and for the first time in a long time, the nightmare visited. He dreams of the old village. A slave to serve the noble Akleris, but Soral hadn't always been a slave. For the first five years of his life, he had parents like every child. “We are family, aren't we? Selling you will feed us for a week, can you not do this much for your family?” “Besides, you are an omega, keeping you
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TEN * * Soral blinks twice, his frantic mind scrambling for a response, how did the conversation suddenly sway in this unwanted direction? What prize is this barbarian even talking about?! Soral's hand flies towards his neck, as though to shield it from Vidarr's lazily wandering gaze, his body quivering with sudden chills. Only a few moments ago, he thought he'd completely wrap this barbarian around his fingers. . . Or had he not? "So. . . Mark or not?" Vidarr drawls, shattering the momentary silence; a concealed smirk tugs on his lips as he watches his flustered prey. Soral feels ensnared by the mysterious gleam in Vidarr's eyes, is fate toying with him? How can he suddenly demand this?! "No mark!" Soral shakes his head vehemently, he knows only little about mating bonds, but he knows they will become family in the truest sense if he bears this Alpha's mark. . . Such an intimate tie, yet, meaningless to those who have them. He doesn't need blood tie
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE * * Soral whimpers, leaning up, his lips trembling as he joins it to Vidarr's "I’m yours. I need you." Vidarr’s control shatters. He seizes Soral’s mouth in a brutal kiss, plundering him without mercy. His hand yanks at the breeches clinging to Soral’s hips, ripping them down roughly with one hand, exposing him to the cold air—and to him. Soral clings to him, matching the kiss with frantic hunger, their bodies colliding as Vidarr fills him up in one solid thrust. Vidarr doesn't stop until he fills completely, and Soral, who adjusts past the initial discomfort, doesn't know if he can survive the pleasure of it all. Vidarr's hips rock into him with soft, unhurried movements. The pleasure is a slow build, bringing them higher and higher with each thrust. Their heavy breaths mingle together, bodies slick with sweat as each minute passes “Vidarr . . .” Soral whimpers, his fingers digging into Vidarr's shoulders as his scrotum tightens; Vidarr reaches
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT **"He stays outside," Vidarr's voice rings with cold finality, slicing through the chill air, leaving no room for argument.Soral stares at the smaller cottage, which is isolated some distance from the larger one he shares with Vidarr. His chest tightens."At least, for tonight, can't he—""No."The flat, dead tone silences him.Soral bites his lip, glancing at Tyr, who shrinks under Vidarr’s glare. Fear flickers in the boy’s eyes. Soral’s mind whirls with questions, so many things only Tyr can answer—what had happened in the village, how he'd ended up with Yori.They hurt him.The thought squeezed Soral’s heart painfully. His shoulders slump with resignation when Vidarr doesn't soften. Vidarr has agreed to take the omega with them, but he would be damned before letting him invade his and Soral's space."Now," Vidarr’s voice drops, dangerously soft; Soral gazes up at him as he continues "How about you finish what you started earlier, omega? Your litt