LOGINXander PoVI'm so sick of Sheryl. She's driving me crazy and doing crazy things to Jonas. I'm heartbroken. I can't contact Jonas at all for the past few days, I haven't even managed to meet him at the hospital the two times I tried to meet him there, I even tried to visit Jordan at his school and I never got to meet him. I don't know what Jonas is doing, but he's definitely trying to block me from his world. Sheryl keeps delaying to take me to meet Cyntia, with various reasons. I feel like there's something Sheryl is hiding from me and she's playing with me now. "So, when can I meet Cyntia?" I asked for the umpteenth time, after I finished dropping Sheryl off at the boutique and heading back to the hotel where she was staying. Sheryl didn't turn around or look at me at all. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her clenching her fists and it made me wonder. Is she mad? "Do you love Cyntia that much?" Sheryl asked in a sharp hissing voice. The atmosphere felt hot in the car
"Yes, son, I'm considering it," I answered honestly. I didn't want to hide anything from Jordan anymore. He deserved to know about everything related to his life. "Then, what about Daddy? Will he come with us?" Jordan asked again. I pulled his hand gently and brought him to sit next to me on the sofa. "Son, listen carefully to my explanation, because this is important to you," I said carefully. "I am an Omega from the middle class. Male Omegas are rare and usually when there are, they will be looked down upon by others, especially Alphas, even Betas. Of that small number, there is another rare Omega that is considered strange, namely the Omega male who can give birth to children like the Omega female." "Like you?" Jordan asked innocently. "Yes. Like me. I am a rare Omega and in a pack, the dominant Alphas, especially those in the Supreme Alpha line and will be the heirs of the pack, are strictly forbidden from having relations with rare Omegas because it is believed to bring trou
DejavuEverything flashed back in my head, as Xander ripped off my clothes and kissed me all over my body. His kisses was wet and hot, burned my skin. I froze instantly, the shock of the memory of the numbing pain and horror of the past wrapping itself tightly around me. As Xander moved, his hot tongue made my body tremble violently and when he reached for my manhood, I opened my mouth and whimpered with tears streaming down my face. "Oh, baby, baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I heard Xander's panicked voice and then I felt my naked body being covered and he pulled me onto his lap and held me tightly. I was lost in darkness and could only faintly hear Xander's voice calling my name and crying. I wanted to scream for him to let me go, but I couldn't move a muscle in my mouth. When I opened my eyes, the light blue ceiling was the first thing that appeared before my eyes. This was an unfamiliar place, but I knew who brought me here. "Baby, are you awake?" I turned and saw Xander's gl
Xander PoVHotel Metronoma. I am an dominant Alpha. It's not just women, from Alphas, Betas, Omegas, even humans, who want to spend one night sleeping with me, but I think men want me too. No one would be able to deny it even if I boasted about my superior physical appearance and the dominant aura I exuded. Everyone will admit that I am a handsome man, and many call me charming, masculine, and dashing. It's all the truth about me. But now, as I stood in front of the elevator to the room that Jonas had previously booked, my whole body felt cold and my palms were sweaty, my throat was dry, and my vision was blurry when I saw the numbers that Jonas had pressed on the elevator panel. "Jonas," I called hoarsely, as the elevator went up to the 12th floor. "Hm?" said Jonas calmly, without turning around. He stood in front of me, his back turned, so that I could only see his features from behind. "I thought we were going back to your house," I said nervously. "Why come here?""I wa
"Papa, why can't I contact Daddy yet? Is he very busy?" Jordan asked this morning. "Why? Do you miss him?" I asked while preparing his lunch. "Hm. A little," Jordan admitted. I sighed. It had been two days since I received the video from Vrida. In the video, Xander was seen holding hands with a woman and they looked intimate. Am I jealous? Yes, I admit it. Leyn, my inner wolf, kept bothering me about that feeling. He also seemed a bit restless lately, as if something was bothering him, but he didn't know for sure what it was. "I'll try calling him at lunch," I said. I put Jordan's lunch in his bag, then washed my hands. "Have you finished breakfast?" I asked. Jordan was wiping his mouth with a tissue. "Is there anything else you want to eat or drink?" "No, thank you, Pa. I'm already full," Jordan replied. "Can we go now? I wanted to come early so I could choose my seat. Today is a seat change day." "Oh, okay. I hope you get a seat you like in class," I said, reaching out to
I couldn't sleep. Jordan's words kept ringing in my ears and making me restless. Who was the woman that Jordan said was kissing Xander? But, if he was dating someone, regardless of who, why did he ask me to meet for lunch earlier? My head hurt now and I even had a shift scheduled for this afternoon. When I arrived at the hospital, I felt a little relieved because it turned out to be not as crowded as it had been a few days ago. "Doctor, you should rest and sleep in the pavilion," said one of the nurses on duty. "You've been working overtime for several days in a row and I don't think you've had enough sleep until now." "Okay, I guess you're right. I'll take a nap, and please wake me up if something important comes up," I said as I walked towards the pavilion. Two years ago, the hospital where I work added a new building as an additional facility, which is a one-story building that is made like a dormitory, with several rooms inside. We call the building the pavilion and it is u




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