ZEUS
Share a bed with Odin? The thought alone made my heart race. I froze in place, the blanket slipping from my grasp. If it had been anyone else, I might have been fine. But the man behind me was a completely different case. I had kissed, hugged, and even seen him naked! Most importantly he had confessed his feelings for me! He was no longer a normal guy, he was a man with clear intentions towards me that I did not want to put a name to even though I could possibly reciprocate them. Sharing a bed with him was going to be sleeping with a lion!
“J…Jay!” I called, quickly squeezing out of Odin's arms and rushing towards Jay. “Didn’t you say… you had a game night planned?” My voice was a little too loud, betraying my nerves.
Jay blinked,
ZEUSI held my breath without meaning to. Did he just say he wanted to surrender himself to me? My heart thudded wildly in my chest, each beat louder than the last. The flirtatious gleam in his dark brown eyes played dirty, holding me captive with their intensity.Jay burst into a loud cheer. “Such a Romeo! NOW KISS! DEEP AND WILD!”My face burned. Fuck! I'd completely forgotten that Jay and Scott were still here. Embarrassment coursed through me like fire. I tore my gaze away from Odin, my voice tight. “I’m tired. I’m going to sleep early,” I muttered, getting up so quickly that my chair nearly toppled over.Jay’s laughter echoed behind me as I hurried toward the bedroom. “He’s so shy!” Jay teased, grinning at Odin. “I was really looking forward to daring him into something naughty...”Scott shook his head, giving Jay a disapproving glance. “You always love playing dirty, huh?”“Of course,” Jay smirked. “A game’s no fun unless someone ends up shy or embarrassed.” He stretched lazily
ZEUS“I want to do it with you,” he murmured, pressing his cock into my back.“What?” I murmured in confusion as he slid my pants down, then moved a hand down to my ass and put his finger on the place that I had never imagined being touched.“I want to fuck you,” he whispered, pressing his finger into the hole.“No!” I almost yelped in horror, grabbing his hand before he could do more.With wide eyes, I glanced over my shoulder to meet his gaze. His face was flushed red, eyes darker with heavy lids, and his cock pressed my ass harder than before. His wolf seemed to have taken him over.“Why?” he groaned, rubbing his cock against my ass. I held my breath, realising hi
ZEUSHot.The sudden, searing sensation against my back jolted me from sleep. Disoriented, I blinked into the dim room, trying to make sense of the heat radiating against my skin. Then I realized…Odin. He was pressed against me, his arm draped around my waist as it had been the entire night.Confused, I turned to face him, and my heart stopped. His face was flushed deep red, beads of sweat clinging to his forehead. His breathing was shallow, labored, as though he were gasping for air.“Odin!” Panic surged through me like wildfire. I shot up, my body taut with dread.His entire body was burning, scorching hot as if he'd been thrown into a bonfire. I shook him frantically. “Odin, open your eyes! ODIN!” My voice broke a
ZEUSGritting my teeth, I hauled his arm over my shoulder and half-carried him to the jeep. I yanked the passenger door open and guided him into the seat. His body slumped back, drenched in sweat, gasping for air.I jumped into the driver’s seat, my fists clenching around the wheel as I glanced at him. His condition was worsening by the second. I regretted staying overnight. We should have left immediately.I quickly took a look at the map. Scott had circled the place where I had to go.I floored the accelerator, speeding down the road. “Don’t close your eyes!” I urged, my voice desperate. “We’ll be there soon!”He blinked sluggishly but remained silent. When his eyelids began to droop, fear gripped
“ONLY TWO DAYS LEFT UNTIL THE END OF THE MONTH, AND HE STILL HASN’T SENT THE MONEY!” Suzan screamed, hurling an ashtray across the room. It narrowly missed the young man in the wheelchair, smashing against the wall behind him.Unfazed, he didn't flinch or even glance up, calmly continuing his solitary chess game.Alexandra stormed out of her bedroom, her expression annoyed. “Mom! Can you stop making such a racket? I’m on the phone with my boyfriend! This is why I stay in the hostel and hate coming home!”“Who cares about your slum-rat boyfriend?” Suzan spat, her voice laced with venom. “Is he going to save us when we’re flat broke?”The young man’s skin turned pale at the outburst.
ZEUSAt the age of fourteen, I witnessed horrors no young mind should ever endure. Every night, a monster lurked behind the door, emerging to destroy something within me. Forced me to watch a foolish act of kindness on my part ruin a life. Until one day, I finally broke free.But not alone. I took Gary with me, an eleven-year-old boy whose innocent face and short height made him look younger than his age. Clutching each other’s hands, we ran through the dead of night, desperately trying to outrun the monster pursuing us.“Zeus… I can’t…” Gary panted heavily, his face pale and bruised just like mine. His legs trembled, on the verge of collapse, weakened by fear and pain. “I can’t run anymore. I…” Tears streamed down his cheeks as he fell against my
ZEUS“Can’t decide yet who to go to? Gary or Damon?” a familiar voice spoke from beside me. “Knowing you all these years, I bet you’ll choose the person who matters most—the one you value above all.”I didn’t need to look to recognize him. Mr. Peter. The homeless man who always lingered near this bus station. Twelve years ago, he had been in this same bus station when he called an ambulance for me. I came to see him once a year without fail. He was as much a fixture of this place as the rusted benches and the faint scent of gasoline.Leaning back, I murmured, “Do I really have to decide?” My fingers clenched around the eleven thousand dollars in my hand as I stared at my reflection in the cracked mirror on the station wall.Mr. Peter
ZEUSLet my heart choose? The truth was, it had never been confused in the first place. It had already chosen the path I had just come from. The third path I had been trying to forget, pushing it aside while focusing on the other two. But my heart, mind, and soul had made the decision long before I could admit it, even to myself.The path leading me back to the person I had fallen in love with…no matter how hard I tried to deny it."Mr. Peter, do you still have my cell phone?" I asked.The old man smirked, pulling out the outdated keypad phone I had entrusted to him for safekeeping. "Of course." He held it up proudly. "But I'm afraid you won't be able to make any calls from it. You might receive a message, though.""A message is fine,
ZEUSWhat… what did I just see?My eyes widened, as if they could stretch beyond their limits.Gary… was standing on his own two feet.Was I imagining things? Or was this some cruel dream—one where I’d wake up, only to have the cold walls laugh at me for daring to believe in something that was impossible?But then why—why did Gary’s face look so real? His fearful expression, his trembling lips—if this were just a dream, why did he seem so terrified?Why did the man who always held his composure now look like the one whose mask had been torn off?My throat tightened. "What is the meaning of this?" My voice wa
ZEUSThe doctor stepped out of the emergency room. His voice was steady, but the weight of his words pressed my chest like a vice.“We managed to save the patient, but his legs were completely crushed. At this moment, we can't say whether he’ll recover or not. We need to wait for him to regain consciousness and run further tests…”His voice faded into a distant hum as I walked past him, my legs moving on their own. My gaze locked onto the small window overlooking the room where Gary lay.He’s alive.The words echoed in my mind, drowning out everything else. Gary wasn’t dead. He had survived.If he hadn’t&h
ZEUSBarbecue? Don’t tell me…My grip tightened around my phone as Odin’s words from that day echoed in my mind—the day he had asked if I was hiding something."If I find something unsavory, I will erase its very existence from this world. But you wouldn’t like the old Odin."A wave of panic surged through me. It turned out that Gary was the "unsavory thing" Odin had been referring to. And this barbecue—it wasn’t just a casual gathering. It was Gary.My pulse thundered in terror. Gary was in danger. I had to save him. I had to act fast.I glanced at the door, then o
ODINSitting on the cold floor of my bedroom, I gripped the disconnected phone in my hand, my gaze locked onto the documents Cade had placed before me.“Alpha,” he began hesitantly, “this is the police report from twelve years ago.”My eyes flickered to the file as he continued.“The man named Harris and his gang were convicted of kidnapping, child abuse, and pedophilia. That man, Harris… he was Zeus’ father.” Cade pointed at the grainy photo stapled to the document.I studied the image, my pulse drumming in my ears. The man looked nothing like Zeus—except for the eyes. Those damn eyes.Rage burned through my veins. My fingers curled, claws scrapin
ZEUS“The wound is completely healed,” the doctor announced, his voice carrying a note of relief.It wasn’t surprising. Every time he came to change my bandage over the past week, Victor loomed over him like a silent executioner, making it painfully clear that any mistake would not be tolerated. The poor man had been under so much pressure that today, when he turned to Victor, his smile was more nervous than pleased.“There will be no scar,” he assured, quickly adding, “but please continue applying this gel until its gone.”Victor accepted the tube without a word, and the doctor wasted no time in making his exit—ignoring the fresh coffee the maid had just served him.I picked up my own cup and glance
ZEUS“Mr. Damon, we’re here,” Victor announced as he opened the car door for me.I remained motionless in the back seat, just as I had been the entire ride. More like a corpse than a living man.“Was it Susan who called you?” I asked without looking at him.Victor was silent for a moment before responding, “Yes.”Of course, it had to be Susan. She would do anything to save herself—even sell her soul. She kicked Gary out, knowing I would come back for him, and then called Victor to cover her tracks.Without another word, I stepped out of the car and back into the world I was accustomed to. The penthouse.I stoo
ZEUSI just wanted to help him. I just wanted to give him food and shelter. I just…But when I rolled over in my sleep, I woke up to a nightmare.I froze. My body frozen, my mind refusing to process the horror unfolding before me. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move.For a long, paralyzing moment, all I could do was stare.Then something snapped inside me.I lunged forward, shoving my father away from Gary with all the strength I had.Gary had already passed out, his small body limp and motionless on the floor.I reached for him,
ZEUSMy fingers trembled at my sides. "Shut your mouth, Gary."He glanced at my shaking hand before his cold stare met mine once more. Then, his lips parted into a slow, wicked grin."So you really have found someone, huh? Someone that you think is more important than me?"Before I could react, he grabbed a brick from the ground and hurled it at me. "HOW DARE YOU!!!"I didn’t move.The brick struck my head, splitting my skin. Warm blood oozed down the side of my face, fast and thick. But the pain barely registered.Gary’s fury exploded as he screamed at me. "YOU FUCKING CRIMINAL! YOU MONSTER!
ZEUSThe day I came home from school and found my mother lying lifeless on the kitchen floor was still etched into my memory like a scar that never fades. My father, a drunk even then, barely acknowledged her death. From the funeral to the burial, he remained the same. A man drowning in alcohol and indifference. He already had a mistress outside our home, along with a daughter, so my mother’s death meant nothing to him. But for me, it changed everything. That was the day I became the new target of his abuse.By the age of thirteen, I had already grown accustomed to a life of servitude. Every day, I woke up early to cook, clean, and take care of the house before and after school. Every night, I braced myself for the beating that followed my father’s drunken return.That night was no different. I left the