One Month Later: It's been a whole month since Ashly left him, and now Alex feels all the pain that Ashly felt all those years. When your loved one leaves you without any explanation or news. But no, not now. Alex is going to fight for his love and for his mate. That's why Alex is here, back in his home town, to fight for his love. "Welcome home, Alex." Alex looks towards Alvin, who came to fetch him from the airport. "Alvin, what are you doing here?" Alex asks while raising his eyebrows. "Of course, to fetch you stupid, when I got to know you were going to transfer your business here, I already made arrangements," Alvin said with a stupid smirk on his face. "What arrangement?" "Oh, you will know soon; let's settle you down first, then you will meet her." Alex nodded and left with him. 'Just wait, love; I will chase you again.' Another Month Pass:- Ashly felt that she should be dreaming of this meeting again, so she leaves Alex without any information. Otherwise, why ar
Sebestian was watching Allen nervously during his first few bites, trying to pretend he was enjoying the food himself. In fact, he was too nervous to pay attention to the taste, other than finding it bland and lacking. He was chewing slowly, taking small mouthfuls with his chopsticks from each dish until he had tried every one of them. Only then did he tilt his head slightly to the side and give him a look of honest surprise. Allen's biological father came to meet her one day, apologized to Allen, and told her how he wanted her when he and her mother got divorced but couldn't. Because Allen's mother blames him for taking drugs, the court even ordered him not to meet Allen. Allen cried hard and hugged her father, and now she hates her mother even more, but when her father got to know about Sebestian, he was not happy. But he can't do anything but accept their relationship. It's been three years since he always came to meet his beloved daughter, bringing many gifts and food. Sebest
Continuation of Sebestian POV: Sebestian placed the damp cloth next to the sink and inspected the result of my work. "Allen", he said, when he was satisfied. "Come here." Sebestian had found that with their bodies, it was easier; they were simpler and less fragile than their minds. They didn't hurt at a mere word and didn't flinch when confronted with an unpleasant thought. They were direct and honest; they showed us what they wanted and what they needed deep down. All the doubts Sebestian kept having were wiped away when Allen pressed against him with a sigh and her finger started raking through his hair, massaging his scalp. "So, what do you think?" "It was OK", he whispered, enjoying the soothing circles of my fingers. "No, it was even better than OK. If I didn't know any better, I'd even say Dad likes you." We both smiled at her words. "Well, he has to, eventually", Sebastian said, letting his hands drop to her waist and pulling Allen even closer. "Because he's not going to
"I am going to fight for her again, Sam". Sam can hear determination in his brother's voice. Sam, who is now on tour with his bandmates, is talking to his brother; it's been a long time since they talked to each other. "Are you sure, brother? It's been seven years, you know, and you can't just." "She is my mate, Sam, my true mate, and I want her, and I hope you also realize your mistake soon." Sam didn't say anything, and he just cut the call; he doesn't like to talk about Monika. Not after what Sam did to her. Sam shook his head and sat on the sofa. He still had half an hour before the concert started. He smiles and remembers his first meeting with Monika. Flashback:- Sam POV:- If you've never felt like a ticking time bomb, it's unlikely that you'll be able to relate to any of my nonsense. If you never felt like you were about to get caught in the eye of a storm, the motherfucking storm being something made up only in your sick mind, then you won't get it either. Call me over-
Flashback Continioue:- "Since you already know more about me than all the people I'm forced to spend my days with, I guess it's just fair that I get to know what you're in here for." Sam questioned, deciding it was for the best to have someone talk if it meant he could distract himself from his own thoughts. "Anxiety and her two siblings: panic syndrome and insomnia" Monika answered dismissively, grinning as she watched the boy scrunch his nose in confusion. "You know, the typical sweaty-vomiting-freaking-the-fuck-out whenever you get slightly frustrated about something—or anything, really—and then you can't bring yourself to sleep because you can't get your stupid body to chill nor your brain to shut the fuck up for a millisecond, so 40 hours later and enough caffeine to murder an elephant, your body kind of just gives up and you end up... well, here, if you're lucky, it didn't give up for good." Monika finished in one breath, as if he'd been told this same history every day for the
One thing Sam also realized was that the other seemed to have developed some sort of crush on him. It was hard not to notice how she would blush when she got caught staring, or the way her breath seemed a little bit erratic whenever they had their bodies pressed together on the small sofa in the recreation room, or even her habit of always sharing Sam's cigarettes instead of simply asking for one. Despite his careless vibe, Sam was far from dense; actually, silent people are usually born observers who can take notice of the smallest details regarding their surroundings as well as easily see right through people. Up to this day, this ability hasn't really done anything for him other than provide a front-row view of the ugliness of this world and its people, which made life itself seem rather unappealing to him, despite all his efforts to enjoy it like a guy his age was supposed to. Nonetheless, now that he had taken an interest in anyone other than himself, it finally started to feel mo
It's been four months since Alex came back to his home town. It's been four months since Ashly left him without a message. It's been four months since Alex didn't see his mate. But one thing Alex understood in all those four months is that he did wrong to leave Ashly without any reason; even Alex has his own reasons, but still, Alex did wrong; he hurt Ashly more than anything and more than anyone. If only he could talk to Ashly and tell her his problems, he would be sure his mate understood him. But no, he didn't talk to her, and Alex didn't even tell her why he left her. He just hopes he can have Ashly back, even though it seems impossible. But he will try; their bond is still alive. Even though Ashly shuts down every emotion, Alex can still feel Ashly present inside him. "Are you sure she still wants you?" His stupid cousin asked him. Alex and Alvin are sitting inside the pack house. "Shut up, Alvin," Alex hisses; his cousin is really a pain in the ass. Alvin rolled his eye
"Then let me fuck you, Alex; let this omega woman fuck big bad Alpha like you." "What?" Alex mumbled in shock, half not understanding and half overwhelmed by Ashly's proximity and the heat and weight of her body as it pressed up against Alex. "You asked me what to do. You said you'd do anything," Ashly reminded him, her hand sliding up Alex's neck and into his hair. He would smell like Ashly later and would probably have to shower to get the scent off. "So let me fuck you, like you fuck me." It's rare for an omega to be top-notch; it's a rare case. It only happens when an alpha loves his omega more than anyone else, even more than himself. Alex's breath was ragged, and he was having trouble getting his eyes to focus. His inner alpha was practically purring to fuck Ashly. He leaned his head into Ashly's touch without thinking about it. It took him a second to remember the conversation and to parse what Ashly had said. "Give you what?" Ashly leaned closer, so her breath fanned over
One look at you, and my whole life falls into line. "The moment I saw you, everything kind of fell into place. I knew there was something about you that made my heart stop a bit every time I was around you. And as you said, you feel like you can't breathe around them." I prayed for you before I called you mine. "Growing up with my dad, I always thought there was something wrong with me being an omega. I didn't understand what I was feeling. Then I met you, and everything finally made sense." I can't believe it's true sometimes. "After the moment I first kissed you, I knew that I didn't care what anyone thought about me. I went through so many years of hiding who I was, and with you, I was finally about to put the past behind me." I can't believe it's true. "I cannot believe I am marrying the man I love right here and right now. I just want you to know that I will always be there for you, no matter what comes our way." I get to love you; it's the best thing that I'll ever do. A
Sam cries with her, quieter, needing to spend comfort more than to receive it, his chest leaden with soreness, and he is constricted, but surprised, to find the beast slithered back to where it came from, letting him breathe a little easier. Monika has been quiet for a few minutes, but Sam just strokes her hair and back, giving her space. "Did you draw them because you couldn't talk to anyone?" Sam feels a surge of cold rippling down his spine, even though it's almost too warm inside, with the sun streaming in through the windows. "Yes. I'm bad at writing and talking about how I feel, so I draw." He inhales Monika again, taking comfort and strength, reminding himself that he has no reason to keep hurting in silence. "You're not bad at it. When you do, you're not. You just have to do it more." Monika moves back, forcing Sam to open his arms, his head moving up, following Monika standing. She offers a hand to Sam. "It's uncomfortable here; let's get into bed." Sam smiles softly,
When Sam moved in, he stored a few things in the barely furnished room next to their bedroom. Monika never figured out what to do with The black box caught her eye that day, but Sam pulled her into a hug and kissed every thought out of her. She was so happy to be living together that Monika forgot all about it. Sam is cooking, and Monika is bored—or, rather, avoiding reading another bland work report—so she showers, puts on some casual clothes, earrings, the new necklace she got from Sam, and a couple of her favorite rings, and wanders a bit back and forth. As she passes the room, she suddenly halts, looking at the door. She's clueless as to why the box resurfaces in her memory, and she could just ask Sam about it, but what kinds of secrets could he have in there he wouldn't want Monika to see? Monika scoffs at himself, opens the door, and finds the box gone from where it was on the shelf. Odd. She looks around the room, but she can't find it—the only thing that hasn't been there
"I do. I miss you, baby. So much. So fucking much. So damn much." Monika chuckled as she relaxed against the embrace. He knew it was too early, and he promised to take things slow, but he couldn't help himself when Monika was the one who initiated the move. He slowly snaked his arms around her waist and snuggled his head around Monika's neck. He felt her sobbing lightly, and he let her be. He himself wanted to cry over what's happening right now. He was waiting for months—years even—to touch Monika again, to see her, to hug her, and now that it's finally happening, it's too much for his vulnerable heart. "I love you, Monika." Silence. "And it's not the platonic kind of love. I love you more than that." "No shit, Sherlock," Monika muttered, and Sam laughed so loudly at the latter's reaction. "What? You really believe I'll pretend to be in a relationship to prevent my manager from interfering with my partner or my career? I did that because I wanted to be with you," Sam shoved playf
Flashback:- "Happy birthday, baby!" They were in the Monika room. The girl was celebrating her birthday, and her uncle arranged a special birthday party so she could spend the day with her friends. It might be Monika's big day, and she should be spending it with her family, but she doesn't mind having birthday friends too; she loves her family so much, and she knows that without them, she wouldn't be where she is right now. Sam was also there to celebrate with her. He was supposed to be a special surprise for her, yet Sam, thanks to his loud, unstoppable mouth, accidentally slipped this information when he was talking to Monika, so instead, he'll be a surprise guest to her uncle, who is already waiting outside. "You can't see the bride before the wedding, Sam!" The birthday girl gasped playfully. Sam was wearing a black and white button-down shirt and some fitted jeans, while Monika was wearing an all-white dress—the perfect outfit for a wedding ceremony. "If you and I are married,
The junior staff's little stunt caught Monika's attention the most, and she tilted her head to see Sam just sitting there, his face contorted and, most of all, confused. She stared at him too, and just like everyone else, she was waiting for his next move. Sam knew he couldn't escape this situation, so he took a deep breath before putting down his cup of cold soda. He stood up and nervously pulled on his clothes before walking towards the crowd where his friends were. His friends parted and cleared the path for him, and without them on the way, he could now perfectly see the face of the woman who had been taunting his daydreams and was visiting his mind once in a while. Once he was a few feet away from the woman, he shifted his eyes to his friends. He was afraid to meet the pair of black eyes that were already looking at him, but he needed to. "Hi," Sam croaked, his voice a little bit pitchy and high. He cleared his throat before trying again. "Hi," he said once more. "Hello, Sam," M
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday to you!" Ashly was holding a large cake in her hands and walked through the door as Adom's friends sang him his birthday song with Alex and their friends, including Allen and Sebestian. They were going to surprise Ashly and Alex. Today Ashly and Alex are waiting for many things, and they just pray to God that everything will be fine after today. Everyone will be happy and move on from pain. It was Adom's official seventh birthday, and Alex and Ashly held an exclusive house party for their adorable son. "Happy birthday, my adorable panda!" Ashly grinned widely at the celebrant. "Make a wish already and blow out your candle. This cake is really so heavy for me to carry." Adom laughed adoringly at his mom, nodded, and closed his eyes. Everybody was silent as Adom made his wish, and everybody cheered when he blew out the candle. Both Alex and Ashly pressed a soft kiss on their son's cheeks
She always feels it in her stomach. hollowing anguish, coiling around her guts, taking up every space, rough and sore. It’s shock at first, smothering all other emotions. Shock is followed by betrayal, anger, and cold-hearted resolve. Tears keep falling and falling, wetting her hands, clothes, her phone, and their smiling faces. Then she thinks it’s clear enough. He has a new love and a new life, and isn’t it better and easier if he doesn’t have to explain anything to her? The photos disappear in the bin, and she’ll pretend it was never hers to wear. He doesn’t want to hear it anyway. Not a word, not a single one, not from her mouth, not in her voice, not while seeing her face. Never again. Monika understands everything now. It all makes sense. She can get over it; she will; she’s done it before. She can’t get over it. She takes out the pictures from the bin before anyone can get rid of them, and she keeps them in a box even when she moves. She drinks too much to drown out the
Everything is going well in Ashly and Alex's lives. They fell into something of a rhythm, going to work together during the week, coming home and having dinner with Adom, and putting him to bed. On the weekends, they had family time and took Adom to the park, the aquarium, or just to the grocery store with them. It had been so easy to insert himself into their lives. Alex was almost afraid that he was dreaming, and when he woke up, he’d be on the other side of the world again. But every time he woke up now, Ashly was beside him in bed, usually curled up in Alex's arms and drooling against his chest. It's really felt so good. It was a fantastic way to wake up. The company merger was nearly finished, as Alex and Ashly planned. Alex had tentative plans to step down as CEO if he could convince Ashly to take him on as a personal assistant. So far, Ashly thought the idea was ridiculous, but Alex was fairly confident he could talk her around. And he really wants to be around his mate all