Losing Control

Krystal barely had time to breathe before Diago suddenly pulled him closer again.

The movement was so abrupt that his back instantly hit the edge of the desk behind him. A soft gasp escaped his lips as Diago trapped him between his body and the wooden table.

His warmth, scent and eyes, everything about him felt so close. Krystal’s pulse became uneven. “D-Diago…” He stammered.

“You keep trembling around me,” Diago murmured quietly as he stared directly into his eyes. “Yet you still refuse to admit you’re afraid.”

“I’m not afraid,” He lied instantly but then, a faint smile instinctively touched Diago’s lip.

“You’re a terrible liar.” He said and Krystal immediately looked away but Diago’s fingers suddenly caught his chin again, forcing him to face him. “Look at me when you speak.”

His voice wasn’t loud but carried the weight of a command. Krystal’s breath slightly hitched and every instinct inside him screamed to push Diago away. But unfortunately, his body refused to cooperate.

The alpha’s cedarwood scent had completely surrounded him by now, warm and overwhelming enough to cloud his thoughts. ABO worlds were truly unfair.

“How annoying,” He muttered under his breath.

Diago’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Did you say something?”

“No.”

“You’re lying again.” At this point, Krystal nearly lost his mind. He couldn’t understand why the storyline had changed and why Diago had suddenly become so difficult to deal with?

In the original story, Diago barely tolerated Caspian’s existence and now he refused to leave him alone.

“You’ve been avoiding me for days,” he said out of the blues and Krystal felt lost.

“So, you noticed?”

“I notice everything involving you.” His heartbeat stumbled again.

Krystal quickly tried changing the subject. “Shouldn’t the future head of the Veydrake family be busy instead of invading other people’s bedrooms?” This rather made Diago stepped even closer.

“There’s nowhere more important for me to be right now.” His eyes lustfully scanned him. His face instantly heated.

“This psychopath…”

Diago studied him quietly before his gaze slowly drifted toward Krystal’s lips. And that single glance nearly destroyed his remaining composure. The kiss they had earlier shared flashed back to him and his thoughts instantly became messy again.

“You’re thinking about it too,” Diago murmured softly.

Krystal’s eyes widened. “What?”

“That night.” His ears burned red.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He lied and Diago clearly knew it. The alpha’s lips instantly curved into a low chuckle and suddenly, he leaned in. Krystal’s breath became caught.

He was so close that, their foreheads nearly touched now. “You become honest when you panic,” Diago whispered.

Krystal instinctively pressed both hands against Diago’s chest to stop him from getting any closer but that rather counted as a big mistake. His expression slightly darkened the moment he touched him.

The alpha’s gaze lowered toward Krystal’s hands which trailed against his chest, before slowly looking back at him again. Just a glance at his eyes made him nervous.

“You really shouldn’t touch me carelessly like that.” Krystal immediately tried pulling his hands away but Diago caught one of them instantly. Their fingers naturally intertwined and Krystal’s breath nearly stopped.

The height difference only made everything worse. Diago completely towered over him, trapping him effortlessly.

“L-Let go.”

“Why?”

“Because this is weird!”

Diago tilted his head. “Is it?”

“Yes!”

“And yet,” his thumb slowly brushed against Krystal’s fingers, “your heart keeps racing every time I get close.” Krystal’s entire face burned. How the hell was he supposed to answer that?! Especially when it was true.

“You’re overthinking things,” Krystal muttered weakly.

“Am I?” Diago slowly lifted their intertwined hands between them. “Then why are you shaking?” Krystal wanted to disappear at this point.

His omega instincts were already unstable enough from Diago’s pheromones. Being this close to a dominant alpha for so long felt genuinely dangerous and he clearly noticed.

“You’re sensitive to me,” he quietly observed. And Krystal panicked instantly.

“No, I’m not.”

“You are.” His voice lowered.

“And you keep reacting without realizing it.” Krystal’s breathing became uneven again. Diago suddenly leaned down slightly, his lips brushing dangerously close near Krystal’s ear.

“You should be more careful around alphas, Caspian.” That voice and tone, Krystal’s knees nearly weakened on the spot.

“This is insane,” he thought desperately. No matter how hard he tried, he was losing control of the storyline and possibly himself too.