LOGINHis cock glided in easily and Vernon cried out from the delicious stretch. "Fuck!" The omega can feel his body easily accommodating for Xavier's cock size, remembering how his insides is moulded to fit for the alpha. "Alpha... nnngh..." Vernon's entrance stretched easily and more slick gushed out, making the slide easier for them.Xavier wasted no time in peppering his husband with kisses. "You're doing well, baby. I love you.""Mmmm... love... too..." the omega mumbled. They didn't know how long the drug will last in Vernon's system and Xavier didn't want to take any chances of letting his husband suffer. He pulled out once, pressing a kiss to the omega's sweaty cheek and slid back in one full hard thrust.Vernon choked for a moment. "Ahhh! F-Fuck!"He moaned and wrapped his legs around the alpha's waist. "Good..." It was an unconscious act that he did when the pleasure grew intense. An action of familiarity with how they used to pleasure each other and the alpha fucked Vernon ha
A pin drop silence descended on the room and even the music had stopped playing. The guests stopped talking and were now staring at the couple.Xavier gently scooped the omega into his arms, pulling him close to his chest. "What happened, baby?"Vernon tightly held on to his shirt. "Adrian... he tried to..." His voice cracked, lips trembling."Everyone except the Donovan family should leave," the alpha calmly ordered. "That bastard shouldn't be able to live here alive."His men immediately dispersed to search for Adrian.Alyssa stared at the omega worriedly but wisely stood still, knowing that any form of her help might be rejected by her stubborn son."They're going to be fine," Fabian told her and she swallowed.A man stepped forward, a smile on his face. "We can't do that because your omega was hurt. The party is too good to be ruined because of an omega.""What if he was chasing the alpha who did this to him? Not to mention, he smells like he would take all the alphas at this part
"These kind of parties are boring, aren't they?" Alyssa whispered and Vernon hummed, sipping water."Yeah," he said. "It makes me miss my father."She laughed. "Why? Is he a party person?"The omega nodded. "He hosted the most elaborate parties. Dad didn't like it so he had to tone it down."Alyssa grinned. "Your Dad and my husband would have been the best of friends. He wasn't a fan of such parties.""He said it was a hassle and stressful to have such people in his house. Though he loved his men."Vernon nodded and silence settled between them. After a while, the omega stood up. "I feel a bit... queasy."His head pounded slightly and he let out a slow exhale. Alyssa brows furrowed in worry. "Is everything okay? I can come—""No," Vernon gently refused. "I'll just put myself together in the restroom and be back.""I'm sure it's not a big deal."With that the omega walked to the restroom. Vernon quickly reapplied his scent patch and fixed his hair. He sighed, wanting to the party to
The Donovan mansion glowed under the evening lights, its grand Italianate halls filled with the city's elite. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm golden hue over marble floors and frescoed ceilings, while a string quartet played soft classical melodies. Guests in elegant tuxedos and flowing designer gowns mingled gracefully, sipping vintage champagne and sampling refined Italian snacks. Subtle conversations hummed with power, alliances, and restrained alpha-omega tension, all beneath the quiet authority of the Donovan name. The air carried faint notes of expensive cologne, jasmine and dahlias from the gardens, and carefully controlled pheromones which Vernon felt grateful for.He leaned against his husband as they walked, digging his nails into the alpha's arm. "You promised to be gentle."Xavier's expression was calm. "I did. You were too irresistible—""That's bullshit," the omega mumbled, glaring at him. "I can walk without limping and you caused this.""It was consensual, sweetheart
The memorial service was held the Donovan garden and was a small affair, with the Donovan family members, a few acquaintances and their friends in attendance.The framed photograph of Xavier's father, Dominique Donovan was placed on a stand at the front, surrounded by dahlias and marigolds.Vernon's eyes were focused intently on the photo. Xavier's father in the coloured photograph appeared to be a distinguished, mature man in his late fifties. He has the same strong, commanding bone structure that Xavier inherited: a sharp, well-defined jawline, high cheekbones, and a straight, aristocratic nose that gives an impression of quiet authority.His eyebrows are thick and perfectly arched, much like his son's, framing eyes that are deep obsidian black — intense and piercing even in the still photo, though they lack the intensity Xavier shows in moments of anger.The omega briefly wondered if the calmness was a result of the years of discipline and control.Dominique's hair is jet-black,
Alessandra was a striking, almost intimidating beauty. Her face is delicately sculpted, with high cheekbones and a sharp jawline that contrasted her soft, full lips. Her eyes were deep and dark, slightly hooded, giving her a constant look of quiet calculation. Long lashes shadowed her gaze, while her brows are naturally defined, adding to her commanding presence. Her skin was smooth, glowing faintly like polished bronze. And her scent, Jasmine was sweet without being overwhelming. Alessandra didn't beg for the attention she got. She commanded it with grace and elegance. Still, as she sat across him from the table in this expensive restaurant, Stefan didn't feel any spark for her. Alessandra wasn't the person he wanted to see. The alpha took a bite of his steak, forcing himself to chew and keep his thoughts at bay. "Aren't you going to say anything to me?" Alessandra asked softly. "I traveled hours from Virex city just to see you." Stefan cleared his throat, meeting her gaze.







