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Adrian I sat on my throne in the grand hall, listening with little interest as Tyrene’s father pleaded for better trade terms between Ashvale and Silvercrest. The man had brought his daughter along, clearly hoping to gain favor. My eyes, however, kept drifting to Noah, who stood silently beside my chair as ordered. Noah had been discharged from the infirmary and was looking better but I didn't like the lifeless look he had in his eyes. When I found out that he was poisoned, I felt like I was loosing my breath, like someone or something was pressing down on me. The moment Tyrene saw Noah, her face lit up with a fake smile. She step forward boldly, ignoring royal protocols. “Noah! I’ve missed you so much. We have so much to talk abo—”“Enough,” I cut her off sharply, my voice cold as ice. I rose from my seat, radiating pure dominance. “You dare approach what belongs to me? This omega is my toy. Mine alone. You have no right to speak to him.”I didn't like her fake attitude towards

NoahI should have turned around the second I noticed the throne room doors were open.Instead, I made the mistake of glancing inside.Tyrene sat near the throne with one leg crossed over the other, fingers drumming lazily against the armrest of her chair. Sunlight spilled across her dark red dress, making the gold jewelry around her neck gleam. She looked calm and comfortable like she owned every part of the palace.The moment I saw her, my stomach twisted painfully. I lowered my head immediately and kept walking.Don’t look at her, don't stop walking, Just leave.My steps quickened against the marble floor as I tried to get away before she noticed me. My palms were already sweating inside my sleeves.“Noah.”My chest tightened instantly. I quickened my pace while I pretended not to hear.The sharp sound of heels clicking against the floor echoed behind me, faster now. My breathing turned uneven as the sound got closer and closer until suddenly a hand grabbed my arm hard enough to m

NoahThe heat consumed me completely.For three days straight, I and Adrian barely left the royal chamber. Our food was always delivered at the door by the servants, who only came back a few hours later to retrieve the empty dishes.The moment my sweet honey scent woke Adrian up, his control shattered. What started as a desperate sex, to relieve myself, turned into something primal and endless.I lost count of how many times Adrian took me. On the bed, against the wall, on the couch, in shower, Adrian fucked me relentlessly, deep and rough, driven by pure instinct.The loud screaming and moaning made my voice hoarse. I was sure the guards outside our room and literally everyone in the palace heard my scream, they must have heard me begging Adrian for more but at that point I didn't care, I was after my pleasure.“Please….. Adrian…..breed me” I whimpered for the hundredth time, tears of overwhelming pleasure streaming down my face as I pushed back against the thick cock pounding into m

NoahI barely made it to the basin before my stomach turned again.The second I dropped to my knees, another wave hit me hard enough to make my entire body shake. Bitter acid burned my throat as I gripped the edge of the marble basin tightly, breathing unevenly between dry heaves.Nothing was even left in my stomach anymore, still, my body kept trying.Cold sweat clung to the back of my neck. My hair stuck damply against my forehead while dizziness swam through my head hard enough to blur my vision for a second.Shit.This was the third time today.I leaned heavily against the basin once it finally stopped, exhausted from something as simple as breathing. My body didn’t feel like mine lately. Everything felt wrong.Too warm, too sensitive, too heavy. Even the loose fabric of my shirt brushing against my skin irritated me.A soft knock sounded at the door, making me freeze instantly.Before I could answer, the door creaked open carefully and Elena stepped inside carrying a small medica

NoahMy hands wouldn’t stop shaking.I kept clutching the cloak tighter around my body as I followed Tyrene through the narrow servant passages hidden beneath the palace. The walls were cold stone, damp with age, and the air smelled like dust and burnt oil from the lantern she carried ahead of me.Every creak made my heart jump, every distant voice sent panic rushing through me. But underneath all of it, there was hope, small, fragile but still, it was there.For the first time in weeks, I wasn’t trapped inside those gilded rooms waiting for Adrian to decide what to do with me next.Tyrene barely spoke while we walked. Her dark dress brushed against the floor softly as she moved through the tunnels with practiced ease.“You’ve done this before,” I whispered quietly.She glanced back once. “Everyone in Silvercrest has secrets.”That answer didn’t comfort me.I wrapped an arm protectively around my stomach as another wave of nausea rolled through me. The child inside me already felt lik