I'm going take Win into new apartment.""Oh.""It's not a problem, right?" Alex asks softly when that is the only sound Mike makes."No. I mean, there's no rule that says the boos has to... Has to live on-site. Is there?" Mike inquires, sounding as if he is hoping there is something along the lines. As if he finds the idea a little unsettling."No, there isn't. I checked," Alex murmurs. He understands why Mike would feel upset about the change. He knows he is going to miss having his brother, sister and all his boy's around him all the time. But Alex has already made up his mind. "Just, um... don't be a stranger.""Can't even if I wanted to Mike," Alex mutters with a straight face before placing a hand on Mike's shoulder, smiling. "You're my brother," he says sincerely, "wherever I go, you're right there next to me.""I'll hold you to it," Mike warns before pulling him into another bone-crushing hug.Alex finds himself miraculously free of work only after a couple of hours since his

When Alex turns back, Win is smiling at him, his hand held out, "Will you dance with me, my darling?"Alex usually doesn't like to dance. He despises the feeling of too many gyrating bodies in close proximity and constantly having to dodge stray limbs. He's also not very confident about his dancing skills. He is a soldier born and bred, with a well-developed range of fluid motion and flexibility, and he's pretty sure he can move gracefully to follow a beat. But he has never been inclined to test those theories like his siblings. Well, until now, that is. He cannot possibly decline when his husband looks at him with that particular sparkle in his eyes.He slips his hand into the waiting one and lets himself be led. The music changes the moment they step into the spacious arena. The crowd parts just enough to make space for the newlyweds at the center. A slow song starts playing, and Alex thinks it sounds familiar until he remembers the beautiful melody that's been playing during their

Soon, the bedroom is filled with the sounds of Alex grunts, Win's hitching pants and slaps of their straining, sweaty bodies. The pace the Alpha sets is relentless, finally giving in to his own needs and taking what is being eagerly offered. Win trusts back with equal vigor, his entire body alight with sparks as Alex nails his prostate the best way possible.He lets out a squeak when he's abruptly lifted off the mattress from his sprawl by an arm that snakes between his chest and the bed. When his brain catches up, Win realizes that he's now on his knees, with his back flushed against Alex chest. The new position lets Alex cock slide in even deeper, and he lets his head fall back on the Alpha's shoulder and moans."So perfect..." Alex murmurs against his ear and Win trembles. The Alpha has one arm wrapped securely around his chest and the other hand wrapped around his cock. Win is well and truly trapped and can't do anything but dig his own fingers in on the Alpha's thighs that are br

"Hunter?" Alex calls out to the hunched form on the floor."Got stabbed on the thigh by one of the metal-like things, sir," he pants, clutching at his leg. Alex can see he's trembling too, small tremors running down his entire body. "It kinda b-burns.""He's got a temperature too, Alex," Scarsbury is holding his shoulder, the back of her left hand flat on his forehead, "Poison, I think." "Take him back," Alex orders. "Wrayburn, go with Scarsburry."The two of them haul Hunter off the floor gently and support him in their middle. They take off at a fast jog, Hunter hobbling along. Alex figures it'll take them ten minutes to reach the base.Alex turns back to take a look around the area. The atmosphere is saturated with the sharp scents of brimstone and ichor. The rift in the sky is still there, glowing faintly against the void sky. The air around them is still cold, heavy with the malignant aura that makes their sting in warning."Another wave is incoming. Get ready," Sherman announce

Alex is so angry, his eyes that are boring into Win's with hate are very dark, clouded in swirls of black smoke.That snaps Win out of his frozen stupor."Alex...stop." He pleads softly, with a hint of real fear he can't properly mask in his tone.Something in his expression, or his words, gets through the haze of rage Alex has succumbed to. "Stop what?" He hisses."I–I think it's happening again... that thing," Win manages, unable to tear his eyes away from the darkness that rages around the warlock, "Your eyes, ah, they are changing again."The words hang in the air while they hold each other's gazes, surrounded by scent that feels wild and chaotic, as though it's fighting to wreak havoc and destruction. After what feels like forever Alex closes his eyes. The moment he does, all the scent around them vanishes as well. Win is out of his seat and hovering next to Alex when the Alpha collapses back in his chair with a pained groan. "Ah, goddamn it."Win places a gentle hand on the Alp