ZenoI try to stretch, but something heavy and quite massive holds my body so tightly that I can't move. My eyes shoot open in panic, but once they focus on Nero's beautiful face, my heart rate calms down. I watch him in awe, completely dumbstruck about his presence in my bed. Of all the things that could happen, all the outcomes and possibilities, waking up in his arms after we had sex was the last thing on my mind. Honestly, I feared it might happen, but at the same time, the possibility of waking up alone was the only possibility I saw. No way I'd say out loud that Nero would be the man to stay with me after he got what he wanted, but I'm happy I was wrong. "Good morning, beautiful," Nero's gruff voice startles me, yet I find myself admiring how damn hot he sounds when he's still half asleep. "How did you know I was awake?" I ask as the butterflies start a whole atomic war in the pit of my stomach. I never dared to dream that I might have this. A real relationship, a marriage
Alpha Hades"Nero?" Zeno calls my name behind me, and my body instantly tenses. I don't have it in me to turn around and face him now, especially after what I did. I know Damon thinks Zeno won't be angry at me, but I can't help but think he will rip my head off for being so thoughtless and taking his choices. This was a decision we were supposed to make together, but instead, I took his voice, I took his life, and though I'm happy he's mine for good, I still feel like shit. I had no right to do this, husband or not, but I still had no right. "Nero, please look at me," Zeno whispers as his hand slowly slides up my arm and stops on my shoulder. I suck in a sharp, deep breath and shake my head. "I'm sorry, baby," I whisper, doubting my own voice. If I turn around, I have no idea how Zeno might react and look at me after his newfound scar. If I were a little bit smarter, I would have done as much as voiced the need to mark him. In that case, Zeno would know what to expect or at leas
ZenoI have no idea why I could even assume that Nero didn't want me. He's always so sincere, so open and mindful of everything I want or do; there's no way a man like that couldn't have feelings for me. Maybe there's something wrong with me, not the other way around. Everyone knows how my father is, and better than any pack member, I know how much he loves to remind me of how useless I am. Sure, maybe having a son who won't bring heirs is useless to him, but that doesn't mean that I can't live my life as I want to. Everyone deserves to take their own life into their hands and do as they please, even if the choices are utterly ridiculous, and for once, I will do what I think is best for me. And now, I know who is best for me. Nero is. My husband keeps going out of his way to do things for me, and I'd be a fool if I let go of someone as amazing as he is. However, despite the good qualities of my husband, there is one thing I won't do on the spot, and that is to have more sex. Don't
Zeno I throw Nero an apologetic glance as my father grips my wrist and pulls me out of my bedroom. His hold is so tight that I'm sure he will leave bruises. Yet, despite that, I allow him to drag me around like a rag doll for the sole fact of who he is. This man created me, brought me up and taught me the most important lessons in my life, so I can't dismiss him as if he weren't there from the very beginning. The bottom line is that I have respect for him even if he mistreats me or tries to lie only because he is my dad. Not everyone is as lucky as I am, some kids grow up without a father figure in their lives, so I guess I should appreciate what I have.My father shoves me inside his office and slams the door shut. His face and neck are bright red while he's struggling to breathe. I almost freak out, but once I remember this is his usual behaviour in moments of intense rage, I decide to step back. "You," he roars as his eyes settle on me. "You, ungrateful, selfish fucking brat. A
TW: THIS CHAPTER MIGHT APPEAR DISTURBING TO SOME READERS. /r*pe & human trafficing mentioned./Alpha HadesAt first, I thought I could ruffle old Silver's feathers by giving them some privacy and then walking in on their conversation. God, how fucking stupid I was to think Zeno would be fine with that man since that's his father and all that bullshit. I should have thought about the possible consequences since my best friend had already told me how shitty father Silver has been. Someone who belittles and hates their child about something the child in question can't control or has no power over is beyond fucking pathetic. I've heard many excuses and shit- the religious beliefs and bullshit up that highway, but no beliefs will change the fact that the person fucking chooses to be a goddamn dick. God, Jesus, and whoever else sits up in that imaginary paradise of theirs never spoke ill of gays, so why would people come up with bullshit like that? But now, aside from already irritating
Alpha SilverHe knows. How?How did he figure it out? There's no way someone told him because no one knows it, no one but me, and I definitely didn't tell shit to this man. I'm not that stupid. I gulp and look up at the eyes blazing in anger and disgust. Who does he think he is? The King's bastard? Sure, that he is, but he has no power over anyone, he is the disowned son no one wanted or needed, so if anything, I still stand higher. I don't give a shit about the power he holds in his pack or how many territories he has taken over because, at the end of the day, I stand where I was supposed to stand from the day I was born. Still, he runs around and takes everything he wants like an ill-behaved kid who steals candy from others because his parents refused to buy him one. My heart rate fastens when fucking Rogue Alpha gets a little closer and inhales more of my scent. Those have to be the new suppressants that don't work. "Does your son knows? Should we call him back here and discuss
ZenoI don't think I did the right thing by leaving my father behind with Nero, given how hot-tempered my husband is, but my father didn't think of me when he slapped me, right?If he isn't thinking about my well-being, why should I think about him? I didn't do anything to deserve being treated so poorly; if anything, I did all I could to ensure his deal would work out as he planned. So why now, all of a sudden, is he so triggered about the fact that I let Nero mark me? I knew the possibility was there when I agreed to sleep with him without protection, so the decision was as much mine as it was Neros, even if my husband doesn't think so. I bring my hand to my neck and trace my fingers over the mark. The weird tingling sensation makes me smile. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with the man who marked me; it must be love. Speaking of which, regardless of what Nero's doing, I need to follow through with his request. I enter the kitchen and greet the cooks. I missed those ladies; they alw
Alpha HadesI should've known there was no reason to trust Damon. The guy is my best friend, my second in command, but also a complete dumbass when it comes to relationships. Ha, funny because his advice is the only one I listen to. Alright, but I have a reason for that since this has to be the first ever relationship I've been so invested in. It's not only because of marriage, even though I believe marriage is an important thing done only by people who really love each other, but in our case, it's irrelevant. Zeno and I, what we have is more than a paper that binds us in front of legal power and all. I love that man more than he can imagine. Here I am, the Rogue Alpha, the monster and the King's bastard to everyone outside our circle, but for him, I'm so much more. I never thought someone could look at me the way he does, let alone a man. And maybe all those thoughts are what pisses me off on top of everything that already happened. Zeno is in the car behind the one I had to take