Zadkiel was sitting on the bleachers watching the boys play lacrosse on the field when he felt someone sit beside him. As he was not watching the boys play but thinking about a certain someone, he hadn’t noticed that the boys weren’t playing anymore and were looking right at him and the person beside him. He instantly turned his head to his right to get a shock. His heartbeat accelerated as he saw the man sitting right beside him. “Father?” He was in complete shock. “Yes, son,” Mark answered as he gestured to the boys to continue the game. “You must be here for a purpose.” He turned his head back to look down at the boys playing the game. “You’re right. I’ve got another call from Edmond Ford.” Mark’s words made him turn his head back to him as he was still in shock. “They still want to adopt me?” He asked, cursing Irvin in his head. “Yes.” “Father, tell them I don’t want to go with them. I willingly want to stay here with you.” He answered, hanging his head down and clenching h
“Didn’t expect much from a guy who is obsessed with a person so much that he is even willing to buy him!” He huffed, turning around and walking away from him. “Where are you going?!” Irvin asked him, following behind. “Back home!” Zadkiel answered, following the trail of the tires of the car to go back from where they came but Irvin grabbed his arm and turned him around. “Why don’t you understand that I’m trying to get you out of that orphanage?!” Irvin snapped at him but Zadkiel’s mind was thinking about one thing. Irvin’s hand on his arm… “We’re helping you to be where you belong.” Irvin’s words made him snap out of the trance. He broke free from his grip. “Where I belong? You mean in your bed and then in some dumpster when you’re done with me?!?” He cocked his eyebrow. Irvin sighed. “Zadkiel, you wouldn’t have much longer to live without me.” Irvin tried to make him understand but he laughed. “Being a little too full of yourself, aren’t you?” He gave him a dead look. “I’m n
“You do know what I called you here for, right?” Mark said as soon as Zadkiel stepped inside the office. “Yes.” Zadkiel sighed as he glided down on the seat. “What did he say?” Mark questioned. “Nothing. Just tried to convince me. Told me about how rich they are and how I’d be having a much better life with them.” Zadkiel shrugged, playing it cool. “That’s all?” Mark cocked his eyebrow, not believing what Zadkiel said. “Pretty much. He just wanted to convince me at any cost.” Zadkiel was answering so confidently that he believed his own lies. “What made you think you should not accept this offer? I mean he wasn’t wrong about being wealthy. They can make your life.” Even though Zadkiel was sounding very convincing, Mark still had expressions as if he didn’t believe a word that Zadkiel uttered. “I… I don’t have much time to live anyway so, I want to spend my remaining days with my friends.” Zadkiel gave him a soft smile. “Who are you playing, boy?” Mark’s tone was stern. “No one
An hour or so passed and Irvin had finally managed to reach the gate of the building. Zadkiel sensed him and he became more fidgety and edgy. He started vibrating in his position and it took all his strength to not just run to Irvin. He always felt that pull towards Irvin but this time it was different. Other times, he managed well but this time, he had to grip his bed poll so tightly to restrain himself. On the other hand, as soon as Irvin entered the gate of the orphanage after begging the guard at the gate, he could feel surrounded by an intolerable scent. He growled internally inhaling the scent but he had to calm himself. He exited the car, taking deep breaths. His heartbeat was going rabid and his breaths were becoming heavy. He knew he had to control himself or he’d expose himself. He took few minutes to calm himself before heading inside. He just followed the scent of his mate to find out the direction and just when he reached the outside of the sleeping hall, the scent was
“Who gave you the permission to let them go?!” Mark snarled, sending a death glare to Hannah. Zadkiel and Abel stood at the corner of the office with their hands joined in front of them. “Zadkiel was crying in pain. Mr Ford said he knows a doctor who can help.” She spoke, hanging her head low. “And who made that revelation on Mr Ford that Zadkiel was in pain and he decided to show up here?” He questioned, arching his eyebrow. Before she could answer, Zadkiel beat her to it. “I asked her to call him. I thought he is rich so maybe he knows a doctor we can’t afford, who can treat me.” Zadkiel didn’t stutter while answering. He could feel Irvin inside the building and that was enough confidence for him. Mark wasn’t going to get convinced this time so easily. As he opened his mouth to further investigate, there was a knock on the door. “Yes?” He bellowed. A lady entered the room. “Mr Ford is here to meet you.” She informed Mark who rolled his eyes in anger. “Tell him to come in.” He
“I’ll tell you something about yourself today,” Mark spoke as he made Zadkiel follow him to his office and instead of sitting formally on the chairs, facing each other, they sat on the couch side to side. “Listen Zadkiel, you know this is a public-funded orphanage. Although the existence of orphanages has almost gone extinct, we’re still running this nonprofit a-sort-of organization.” Mark started and Zadkiel was trying to relate this information to himself. “When we found you, we took you in because to us, you were just another baby who lost his parents and we wanted to protect you. We didn’t know what you exactly were back then. If we had an idea, we would’ve left you on that roadside.” Mark took a pause. “That feels great to hear.” Zadkiel chuckled bitterly. “I know but I always think about a broader picture. You lifted your crib in front of the couple who came to adopt you when you were just 1 and a half. They thought you were possessed and adopted someone else.” “Wow!” Zadkie
Zadkiel was staring at the spot where Irvin had first parked his car, through the window and kept replaying the first meeting he had with Irvin. He smiled thinking how confused he was. It’s not that he wasn’t confused anymore but just at that point he did a terrible job at hiding it. He was still going through that pain daily. It had been 4 days since he saw Irvin. He needed him every day, all the time. He was craving his touch, his smell and his warmth. He just wanted to be in his arms. Every time, the pain exceeded the tolerance level and something in his mind whimpered for Irvin, he’d just cuddle a pillow tightly, thinking it was Irvin. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes it didn’t. “Still trying to make his car magically reappear on that spot?” He heard Abel and smiled at his comment. He turned around and leaned his back against the wall beside the window, tilting his head a little to face his friend. “Any news on him?” He questioned him, hoping that Irvin had at least asked about hi
“Let’s watch Titanic.” Aaron offered to the boys who were sitting in the lounge doing absolutely nothing. Their age ranged from 15 to 22 and was very close because everyone shared the same grief. No parents. “And cry like idiots?” Abel rolled his eyes at the suggestion. “Dude be a little more sensitive. People died.” Zadkiel scolded him as he was clutching his stomach. He had increased the quantity of aconite to control himself in his heat. It was day 9th of his heat. Of course, aconite never helped in reducing the pain but it kept his demon side under control and that way Zadkiel didn’t find an urge to call Irvin. “Okay… let’s watch it.” Abel approved. Most of the other guys were still opposing the idea because they wanted to watch “Terminator” “Why we always watch ‘Titanic’ when I’m in heat?” Zadkiel mumbled to himself but didn’t take part in the protest. Finally, Titanic won and they put the CD in the player. Zadkiel was not even slightly interested in the movie but he kept loo