The Dominant Alpha's Perfect Obsession with his Janitor

The pale blue eyes that seem to stare into my soul widen in surprise before another, more sinister emotion covers them."My Luci..."The words are spoken in a deep and low murmur.‘My’? Did he just say… ‘my Luci?’As if mocking my surprise, Heinrich drops the body he dragged on the floor with a loud thud before using the bloody hand to wipe his eyes.??Because of his action, his beautiful face remains painted in blood like a primitive tribe deep in an unexplored jungle.“Huh… it's been so long; I thought I was seeing things. Who the hell would have thought that you would run straight into my arms like this, Lucien?”Huh...is it my imagination, or is he more unhinged than the last time we met eight years ago? No, wait. The worst part should be that the commissioner was wrong. He does remember me, even though I am an omega now.My gaze drops briefly to the screen....66%...67%....68%It's definitely slowing down; I don’t think a conversation with someone whose face is painted in blood

What?"I repeat—this is my third time saying ‘what’. I am certain I resemble a parrot, yet if that is the case, shouldn’t they change the contents coming out of their mouths?"Haaaa....what exactly are you saying what to, Agent?"The deputy commissioner asks, bringing forth his irritation. If ‘Director Heinrich’ weren’t here, I am certain he would have made a comment about how my being an omega is affecting my comprehension skills.At least I don’t look like an onion, I guess."It's simple, Agent Sinclair. I apologised to Director Heinrich about what our organisation attempted to do, but he understood our mission and offered to help with the case.""So what I am hearing you say, Deputy commissioner, is that our military unit, the one that serves to protect this country, has offered an apology to a known arms dealer, making a mockery of-”Before I can finish my hastily spilling words, the chief’s warm hand lands on my shoulder, squeezing my flesh warningly."Are you questioning me, Age

"Your alpha?"I repeat the words that were thrown at me so carelessly; if it wasn’t for the tears teetering in her eyes, I would have pushed her body aside and walked to a hotel.What the hell does she mean by her alpha? I almost died on the day I fought Heinrich after he betrayed me.He was my force partner for Christ's sake; I would have died for him if he were in trouble, and yet he-With a dry scoff that I can’t contain, I turn to look her in her eyes."I'm your brother, Maya. The one who stayed behind as you lost your shit over ‘your alpha’, 'your alpha' who, by the way, left me for dead and, coincidentally, broke your engagement through his secretary? I don’t know how much more disrespect you-”"I know... I know that, Lucien. Don't you think I know all of that? I am the one who lived through it."Maya asks as she shakes her head from side to side as if she can't help how she feels.Once again, my eyes zero in on the back of her neck, she has no mark, no imprint.If Heinrich had m

Niklaus Heinrich"Have lunch with me.""Go to hell."The reply was quick, so quick that the smile playing on Niklaus's lips could not be contained as he watched the man in faded blue overalls bend down to scrape dirt off the floor.He was almost done, which sat bitterly with him because he wanted to smell the faint citric seeping slowly into the air from his body for a little while longer."I'm serious, Luci."His shoulders twitched each time he said that name, almost like it was his kryptonite. He wanted to tease him more, but the meeting set for the afternoon was out of the office.He didn't want to go."I'd rather die than eat with you.""You are so cold to me, Lucien. One of these days, I might take your rejection personally."Niklaus answered; he hadn’t expected his tone to come off low or heavy, but it did.He almost cleared his throat, but the sound of Lucien’s fake laughter filled the air, stunning him to a sharp silence.It had been a while since he saw him laugh; Niklaus alm

Trigger warning: Drug AbuseBy the time I walked into the men’s room and locked the door behind me, Marko/Mark/Marky was already bent down, with a rolled-up paper and one finger blocking his nostrils, inhaling deeply the purple powder lined up.As soon as the line ended, he straightened his back abruptly and rubbed his nose as if it burned or itched before coughing slightly and rubbing his temple."Whoa, head rush!"He says before clapping his hands loudly and setting out a loud ‘whoo!’.His pupils are dilated, and his focus seems out of place; his gaze is glued to my shoulder, but there is nothing particularly out of the ordinary there.“You are next, beta.”Wiping my sweaty palms against my clothes, I follow Mark/Marko/Marky's lead.The powder smelled like chemicals with a floral hint that I can’t quite place. Ignoring the thundering of my heart against my chest, I sniff the uninviting powder.The ringing in my ears turns into a blaring sound, and the voices of those around me feel