Soren wakes up to the blinding sun peeking through the window. He scrunches his eyes before blinking them open once he adjusts, and the first thing he notices is the feel of his entire body aching with a deep, sore heaviness, the quietness of the room, and the intense smell of alpha pheromones mixed with his own omega scent. With a sigh, Soren carefully turns his head on the pillow, and his tired gaze immediately lands on Theon, who is fast asleep right beside him. He watches as the alpha's chest rises and falls steadily, his dark hair messy against the white sheet, and without the rage and the madness of his rut, the alpha’s face looks incredibly peaceful and… beautiful.Soren reaches a shaking hand up to his own neck, recalling the events of last night, and his fingers brush against the tender, swollen skin right above his scent gland. And just like that, a sharp sting of pain shoots through him, but underneath the pain is a warm feeling that only a bonded omega feels: a mate mark.
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