AMIL It was time. After weeks of wrestling with my thoughts and weighing my choices, I finally mustered enough courage to confront my grandfather.I was done being the puppet in this life he’d created for me, and I was ready to do what I wanted instead. Follow my own path—one that involved music and creativity rather than the suffocating business world that he so much wanted me in.The day I walked into his office felt surreal. The walls were lined with portraits of proud family members—all men, of course—each one a testament to the “family legacy” he drummed into me since I could remember. Balancing my nerves, I took a deep breath before knocking on the door.“Enter,” came his stern voice, and I pushed the door open, stepping inside.“Ah, Amil,” he said, glancing up from some paperwork. “What brings you here? Shouldn't you be working?”“Actually, I need to talk to you about something important,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.He leaned back in his chair, looking very muc
LYRONI sat down feeling stunned after Amil had told me everything. Since Amil told me about his experiences growing up under the strict rule of his grandfather. The more he shared, the more it shocked me.I had always viewed his life as one of privilege, believing he was spoiled with wealth and support. But hearing the ton of his struggles made me realize I had a lot to learn about him—and that the shiny exterior didn’t reflect the real story.Seated on the couch, I watched him from the corner of my eye as he scrolled through his phone, a heavy silence settling between us. “You really had it rough, huh?” I finally said, trying to break the melancholy.Amil shrugged, his expression unreadable. “Yeah, you could say that. But it doesn’t really matter. I’m dealing with it.”“Do you… do you think they love you?” I asked tentatively, feeling unsure of how to approach the topic. Part of me still couldn’t comprehend how anyone could not cherish their child.He stared at me for a moment, the
LYRONI can still remember my seventh birthday like it was just yesterday. The excitement filled the house as my mom decorated the room and baked my favorite cake. I was playing around, trying to help as best as I could, but honestly, I was just looking forward to the cake and the party.“Mom, when’s Dad coming home?” I asked, glancing out the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.My mom smiled down at me, wiping her hands on a towel. “He’s probably busy with work, sweetie. But don’t worry, he’ll be back later tonight.”I nodded, trying to stay positive. I couldn’t remember my dad missing any of my birthdays before—every year felt like an fun time with him around. But even as I felt the excitement bubble, I couldn’t shake the slight unease in the pit of my stomach.We ate a delicious dinner filled with my favorite foods, and when it was time for cake, I felt like I was floating on a cloud. I made a wish as I blew out the candles, and I could see my mom’s face light up with joy. Sh
LYRON After that grave incident, fortunately, my mom didn't die like I thought she was going to but had a serious internal injury at the end. Things at home had settled into a boring routine, which was both comforting and unsettling. Now that I was twelve, I understood more about the world around me, and unfortunately, the weight of how damaged my family still hung over me. It took just that incident for me to realize that we weren't the happy family I had portrayed us to be.Luckily for us, my dad hadn’t returned home this week, which made everything a bit quieter. It was almost peaceful, as if the hell of his presence had dispersed into the background like a distant storm. I was glad that he was gone and mother was more herself and happy these days.I woke up to the comforting aroma of something baking—probably my mom making her famous cookies or some snacks to send off to work. As I rolled out of bed, I stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.There she was, my
LYRON I entered with a mix of curiosity and caution. My mom was humming softly to herself, singing a tune I didn’t recognize, while she arranged the delicious treats on a plate. It looked like she’d gone out of her way to make them special—something I hadn’t seen her do in a while.When she noticed me, her face brightened up. “Lyron! You’re home!” she said, her tone cheerful and warm. “I made cookies. Would you like one?”I blinked in surprise, watching as she held out a cookie. For a split second, I felt a flicker of joy surge through me. “Uh, yeah!” I replied, taking the cookie hesitantly. “Thanks.”“You know, I was thinking about how sweet my boss’s son is. He always seems to lighten the mood at work. He reminds me how important it is to make time for the little things,” she said, her smile genuine but slightly wistful.My heart sank a little at that. “Is that right?” I mumbled, taking a bite of the cookie while my mind wandered back to the earlier conversations about her boss. Wh
LYRONThe night was dark and quiet as I walked home from my last job, a little café that stayed open late, leaving me to deal with the stillness and the chill of the evening air.My mind drifted as I walked, thinking about the bills stacking up and everything else that had been weighing on my shoulders lately. There was a part of me that just wanted to be a normal kid, but life rarely gave me the chance, and fear of other people always lingered. Mother had been busy with Lance and Leilani as usual so I was I, trying to get a few things so I wouldn't have to bother her.As I rounded the corner toward my street, I suddenly felt uneasy as a group of shadows emerged from a nearby alley. They stumbled out, clearly intoxicated and laughing too loudly. My stomach dropped when I realized they were eyeing me."Look at that pretty little omega," one of them slurred, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. They all swaggered toward me, and I knew I had to move fast, but my legs fel
DYLAN Lost in thought, I found myself drifting back to the carefree days of my early teens when I was just fourteen. I trudged through the front door, feeling exhausted from another day at middle school only to be greeted by a scene that left me bewildered and taken aback. Growing up, I had always known a life of luxury, in courtesy of my wealthy and influential parents. So, It was all the more shocking to find my father on his knees with his hands clasped together, begging my mother not to leave. My mom held her luggage in one hand, the other was placed on her hip staring down at my dad like the sight of him pleading with her wasn't a bother to her. “ Please, darling don't do this. Don't leave us,” my Dad begged. My mom scoffed angrily, flicking her nose in anger at my dad's words. “ You do know why exactly I'm leaving. We're not working out,” she exclaimed. What's she talking about? Having had enough, I decided to make myself known. I walked up to
DYLAN I was so eager to know about how i would meet up with Trisha right here in school today. My hands were beginning to feel sweaty as I clamped them together tightly and took in a deep breath clearly feeling nervous. I was currently with my friends. Eddie, Tony, Sam and Billy. I was still in my thoughts before Eddie came back from wherever it is he walked off earlier to. “ Dylan, there's veen a slight change of plans,” he said while approaching us. Slight change of plans? “ What do you mean by that?” I countered back. “ Well, just few hours before you got here, I heard from one of her friends that they would all be heading out to the amusement park tomorrow to hang out,” he explained making my heart drop. “ And I think it would be the better time for you to meet up with her, that's if you're still interested,” he finished saying. “ Of course I'm still interested in meeting up with her. What time would they arrive at the amusement park?” I asked
End Note I had assumed I'd write five to ten extra chapters or maybe more but at the last minute, I decided that I shouldn't put angst in the side stories, only fluff. So here's everything that I had intended to write in the side stories but didn't;Lyron asks Amil to mark him which he does. Lyron and Amil have their heat and rut at the same time some months after their wedding and Amil knots him which leads to him getting pregnant.Zara throws a fit when she hears that Lyron is pregnant despite the fact that he's happy about his pregnancy. In truth, getting pregnant is risky for Lyron because of the risk associated with recessive omega births. The issue stems from the fact that a recessive omega can't carry a dominant alpha’s child especially if the child is a dominant alpha/omega.Zara suggests that Lyron gets rid of the baby because his chances of survival were low ( he had also nearly died giving birth to Eleo ) and Amil agrees with it but Lyron refuses and this ca
LYRON Mom stared at me with a blank and dumbfounded expression as we made our way into the hall. She regained her composure as we walked down the aisle. Our silence was comfortable, one that I didn't think I'd share with her. As we approached where Amil stood, I could tell how nervous my mom was. “ You know, you can say what's on your mind,” I said while maintaining the same expression. “ It's just that… seeing you all grown up and even getting married feels like a dream,” she said, her voice shaky. “ I know you wouldn't want to have anything to do with me but I'm happy that you still gave me the chance to walk you down the aisle. This is a moment I won't ever forget,” she smiled at me with tears in her eyes. As much as I've been in denial about how I truly felt about Abigail, one thing was certain, I didn't hate her. Actually, I wished for this moment as a child to have her walk me down the aisle and maybe… just maybe all I've ever wanted was to
LYRONFebruary of the new year I sat down in front of a mirror as the make-up artists touched down on my makeup. “ Isn't this a bit too much?” I would prefer to go out this door without any makeup. “ Yeah, I wish you had said that about the wedding,” Zara pulled on her hair. “ Babe, please don't ruin your hair,” Jason pleaded with her. “ Are you still mad about the wedding date?” She sure could hold a grudge. “ Who wouldn't? Why did your wedding have to happen so quickly? Do you know how important today is supposed to be?” She paced back and forth. She was more nervous than I. “ I don't there's a problem with the wedding date. Besides, it's actually romantic that they fixed the date on Valentine's Day,” Jason shrugged. “ And what would you know about romance?” Zara folded her arms. “ Sometimes, I wonder what you want. Do you prefer me romantic or not? You really have to pick one,” Jason wa
LYRON My eyes widened in surprise. What did he mean by that? His sisters and parents looked just as surprised. “ What do you think you're doing, Amil?” His mother looked at him terrified. “ So now you decide to talk,” he scoffed. “ If you had stood against grandad back then, our family would have been perfect but you couldn't care less what could have happened to me as long as you were secured!” “ A-Amil…” his mom's eyes were teary. “ Just forget about it. I didn't come here to talk about our messed up family,” Amil tried to regain his cool. “ If you won't accept how I feel about Lyron, then it would be in your best interest to find another heir because the moment I'm walking out this door, I'm not longer a Romanov,” Amil wasn't making empty threats. “ Amil,” I whispered. “ Lyron, let's go,” he got to his feet and grabbed me by the hand.“ Amelia, please tell your PA to bring Eleo because we're leaving,” he was really an
LYRON The blonde lady turned out to be Lyron's oldest sister. She finally let go of him and Lyron's other sister came over to meet him. She was the calm one, who seemed to have her feelings put together. “ It's good that you're here. Though, I would have prepared an actual brunch than a judgment table,” she heaved after hugging Amil briefly. “ Amelia, ” their mom called out her name in a reprimanding tone.“ You're going to scare Lyron,” she added. “ But I'm not lying,” she shrugged as she walked back to her seat, followed by Alisa. I, Amil, Eleo and Jason took our seat. “ I did not expect to see the son of McClain family here. What a surprise,” Mr. Charles expressed his surprise. How did he know Jason? “ I'm surprised you know me, sir,” Jason maintained a professional tone. “ Wouldn't it be more surprising if I didn't know members of your family? I've been in this industry for years now, it's only right that I know
LYRON We pulled into one of the largest private estates I've seen… and I've only seen two. I was well aware that Amil came from the wealthiest and most influential family but seeing this display was a reminder of his status. I often forget since he's in the entertainment industry rather than being the pampered heir of the Romanov estate. “ Are you nervous?” Amil asked as he squeezed my hand. “ I wish I could tell you I wasn't,” I kept my eyes on my feet. It wasn't exactly that I lacked self-esteem but that I was becoming awfully aware that I wasn't in Amil's league. “ It's going to be fine so don't worry about how the meet up is going to go. After all, the result would be the same,” he smiled at me. “ I'll try not to think about it too much,” I really needed his reassuring smile. The driver got our door for us and we got down from the car. Eleo who rode in the same car as Jason ran to us. My eyes fell on a stern, middle-aged man who d
LYRON Christmas was soon approaching and as much as I anticipated spending Christmas for the first time with Amil as his partner, I was nervous since we were going to meet his family on Christmas Eve.I forgot to mention that it was Christmas Eve so my nervousness was more than justified. “ You look like you could die at any moment,” Zara sighed as she sat on the bed, watching the maids help me with my outfit for the day. “ You shouldn't be saying such scary things to someone who's already anxious,” I wished she'd stop teasing me. “ That's all the more reason I should tell you how you look because you're too stiff. How are you going to be when you get to his home if you're already this tense?” She got to her feet and walked towards me. She adjusted my tie. “ I knew I should have insisted more or better still forced myself against your will to accompany you both,” she frowned, worried about me. “ I just wanted I and Amil to handle things by o
LYRON “ The question is actually what am I not doing here?” She snapped her fingers confidently. “ I don't think it's weird for me to be in my boyfriend's home,” she beamed. I just knew how much she has been dying to use that. “ That's not even what I meant,” I sighed. I just didn't think he'd come with her or maybe it was more that I had wished he hadn't since I wanted to discuss with him privately. “ Anyway, why are you here late? Did something happen?” She was always so quick to know when something was wrong with me.“ Don't tell me….gasps… did Amil do something?” She hastily assumed. “ I can't believe that's where your mind went first,” I heaved.“ You know he's not like that anymore.” “ Better safe than sorry, you know. You can never be too sure,” she averted her eyes as she said the last part. I knew she meant no harm because it was typical of her to tease and make fun of others but I wasn't exactly in the mood tonight. “ Zar
LYRON “ Are you guys really going to do that? Not to be presumptuous but aren't you worried that his family won't accept you?” Ryan got comfortable in his seat as he sipped from his cup. “ To be honest, I know they won't accept me,” I rested my chin on my hand. “ Are you being for real right now?” Ryan looked more speechless than bothered now. “ It's not like I can lie to myself. Most wealthy families prefer inter-dorminant marriage or whatnot,” I shrugged. “ So what are you going to do if they don't want you with their son? Amil is the heir to the family's wealth so I'm nearly a hundred percent sure that his marriage partner is of relevance to them,” Ryan said. “ If I can't change their mind that I'm the one for their son, then we could just marry anyway without their blessings. Does that count as eloping?” I took my eyes off my drink to ask. “ I don't know how you can be chill about this, not to mention that it's unlike