"Luca..." Arlen felt an ominous shudder as his mate continued to play with his body. 'I am not ready,' a chant resounded in his head. Beaumont took out his wet fingers. The penetration was smoother, but it didn't change the ache that came with it. Arlen's voice trembled. An awful energy was growing in his belly, and he knew it wasn't right. "It'll only take a moment. Trust me, everything will be alright," Luca whispered occasionally, his chest enlarging as he moved. "No. Please stop...you're scaring me." Arlen dug his claws into Luca's arms. Luca groaned. The wound was not deep but seeing those claws in his flesh surprised him. Luca was used to his omega in human form. He forgot that 'Julius' was a beastman. "I'll be gentle," Luca dismissed Arlen's concerns and pressed onward, determined to see the plan through. Arlen began to fight his emotions. He squirmed and pushed, trying his best to escape Luca without inflicting serious damage. But that was a foolish risk. Luca's pheromone

Luca caught Arlen mid-air, landing lightly on the roof while Arlen demanded to be released. "This is why I told you to stay home," Luca grumbled. "I would have a better shot at it if you stopped hounding me around. I do not need your help!" Arlen barked in his partner's face. Earlier, he felt a burning sensation spreading in his chest. It caused him to lose sight of his surroundings - which nearly cost him. Zavian soldiers were yet to arrive, and the people were in a panic. No one was safe in their homes. The undead monsters had no qualms about breaking down buildings to find prey. Luca had a plan. Taking down the biggest threats would ease the pressure, but Arlen chose to digress. "No. That will be messy, and you can’t save everyone. Let’s lure the ghouls out of town. Then we can finish them off," Arlen proposed, believing this idea was the better option. Luca: "How do you suggest we do that?" Arlen: "Blood spells. I will be the distraction while you-" Luca: "No." Arlen: "Thi