Allen POV:-
It had been two years since I was last here. In this prison of mine. Who was I kidding? I am my own prison and the key belonged to him. I wouldn't bore you with the details. All I can tell you without breaking down is that I was here, three years ago. He pulled me apart, limb by limb. And when I finally got all those pieces together, he did it all over again. In the end, when I wanted to stay. When I wanted to be with him, when I wanted to love him. He let me go.For centuries, both of our packs had lived in peace. Until one day. When he first saw me. He wasn't aware of my status at the time, perhaps none of this would have happened if he did, my clothes being one of the reason. I never dressed as a royal. He probably mistook me for one of the servant boys. And Sebestian had never much cared for servant boys. He had approached me and for an unknown reason, I had hidden my identity from him. Maybe because I wanted to know what it felt like to be loved regardless of your title. What a fool I was. Some twisted part of me actually believed that Sebestian was in love with me.He'd always been everything I wasn't; charming, chaotic, witty and so very selfish. But I wouldn't have it any other way. As selfish as he was, I knew deep down, the most selfless he could've been, was when he let me go.I had offered to run away with him, he'd called me a child.
It's not that complicated. I was here with my family, it was a formality. He saw me first, approached me. We were shortly acquainted before he told his father about us. I could never admit how I felt, towards a man infront of my family. No one would have accepted us. It was okay as long as whatever happened stayed between the sheets and never left the bedroom.Our parents had an arrangement, to keep me as a 'guest' in Silver moon pack for a while. Sebestian had always been his farge favorite, he would get his son anything he wished for. What was one Omega of a falling kingdom? We needed their help, my family agreed.Sebestian slept in my room every night. I made a few appearances on dinners and balls. While constantly watching him flirt with other women. 'Keeping appearances' he liked to call them.I don't think he ever realised what he was doing to me. He was sweet and compassionate when we made love and the morning after, and as soon as he left the room, I didn't even exist.We had our fair share of fights. What did I even expect him to do? It's not like he could've mate me. So much as hold my hand in my public. But I wanted. I wanted so much that he couldn't take it anymore. I was 'too much' and so he stopped coming to see me and I was sent back home.After all these years. I still ached for his love. Any shape, any form. How I needed him, I couldn't explain it myself. The thought physically hurt. My father died a week ago. I was here as the new leader of White moon, even as I am an omega. In order to reinforce peace with Silver moon pack. I had tried to avoid it, tried to get Adom to come in my place. But this was inevitable. I had to come back here. Something as close to home as I could get. No, I'm letting my feelings get the best of me. This was my torture cell. My home was pack.The council meeting had come to an end. The whole two hours, he hadn't even spared me a glance. He spoke with such authority, his words crisp and clear. I'd always admired that about him. My people called me a leader. Sebestian, he was a ruler. He was unstoppable, he reflected power. His eyes were as dark as I'd remembered them. They never gave away any emotion.There was someone new at the table, someone I didn't recognise. Seth, I suppose his name was. I had to admit, he was beautiful. He had stolen me a few glances between the meeting and blushed when he'd caught me looking back at him. Cute.Everyone left their places, silver moon pack Alpha gave me a nod in acknowledgment and left the council room. It was just me and him now and the guards at the door. I turned to leave, assuming that he doesn't wish to speak to me."Don't I deserve a goodbye kiss, Allen?"Allen POV:-I stopped dead in my tracks. His voice was barely above a whisper. My heart clenched. I stood there for a second, blank. Only to witness the guards nodding to someone behind me and taking their cue to leave. I would've followed if not for the hand that took my wrist and yanked me around. Our eyes met, for a moment. Those eyes. Damn, those eyes. So dark, so deep.I snapped out of my trans as I pulled my hand back making sure to display a show of authority and hatred. Something in those eyes flashed as he eyed me up and down. Anger evident in his eyes. He looked at me with such resentment. For a moment, I wanted to step closer to him, to caress his cheek, just to hold him. The thought left as quickly as it came. What was I even thinking? He would make fun of me."It's Your Majesty now," I spoke. He raised an eyebrow at that and stepped forward. Dangerously close. I had my posture upright and rigid
Allen POV:-He took a chair out and sat down, making me sit on top of him. I was grinding on him like crazy. I couldn't stop. I wouldn't. I didn't even remember the last time I had him like this.I kept turning my head to the side, barely getting a proper view. He still maintained his hard expression but it was evident that he was slowly losing his composure. Not being able to keep his mouth completely closed, eyebrows knotted together, eyes narrowed staring right at me and his hands gripping mine tight enough for his nails to be digging into my skin. Sure to leave marks.We had barely even touched eachother, but the rush of heat going through us. How needy we both were. We didn't have much time and we weren't talking, so many unsaid words hidden behind those eyelids.Not long before his fingers slid into my mouth and I sucked them eagerly. Constantly looking at him. Letting him see wha
Sebestian POV:-His moans echoed through the room, the way he worshipped my name, the way he begged me. The things he did to me. The things he made me do. How could I let this go? I made a promise to myself years ago, I wouldn't look back and I didn't. But he's right here. I can't, I just can't stop myself.I was buried deep in his mouth. Savoring every single second. It was all too much, he was devouring me. It took all of me to have him walk away from this pack.And now we're here, should I be caring about the consequences? I guess so. But not when he's like this, not when he's shivering beneath him. Not until I've ruined him.I fucked into his mouth. Gripping his hair tight and he looked right back into my eyes, I couldn't take it. My hips started moving on their own accord, I couldn't stop. I hadn't let him cum even once, I have to remind him who he belongs to. Who am I kidding? It'
Sebestian POV:-His moans echoed through the room, the way he worshipped my name, the way he begged me. The things he did to me. The things he made me do. How could I let this go? I made a promise to myself years ago, I wouldn't look back and I didn't. But he's right here. I can't, I just can't stop myself.I was buried deep in his mouth. Savoring every single second. It was all too much, he was devouring me. It took all of me to have him walk away from this pack.And now we're here, should I be caring about the consequences? I guess so. But not when he's like this, not when he's shivering beneath him. Not until I've ruined him.I fucked into his mouth. Gripping his hair tight and he looked right back into my eyes, I couldn't take it. My hips started moving on their own accord, I couldn't stop. I hadn't let him cum even once, I have to remind him who he belongs to. Who am I kidding? It'
Allen POV:-He took a chair out and sat down, making me sit on top of him. I was grinding on him like crazy. I couldn't stop. I wouldn't. I didn't even remember the last time I had him like this.I kept turning my head to the side, barely getting a proper view. He still maintained his hard expression but it was evident that he was slowly losing his composure. Not being able to keep his mouth completely closed, eyebrows knotted together, eyes narrowed staring right at me and his hands gripping mine tight enough for his nails to be digging into my skin. Sure to leave marks.We had barely even touched eachother, but the rush of heat going through us. How needy we both were. We didn't have much time and we weren't talking, so many unsaid words hidden behind those eyelids.Not long before his fingers slid into my mouth and I sucked them eagerly. Constantly looking at him. Letting him see wha
Allen POV:-I stopped dead in my tracks. His voice was barely above a whisper. My heart clenched. I stood there for a second, blank. Only to witness the guards nodding to someone behind me and taking their cue to leave. I would've followed if not for the hand that took my wrist and yanked me around. Our eyes met, for a moment. Those eyes. Damn, those eyes. So dark, so deep.I snapped out of my trans as I pulled my hand back making sure to display a show of authority and hatred. Something in those eyes flashed as he eyed me up and down. Anger evident in his eyes. He looked at me with such resentment. For a moment, I wanted to step closer to him, to caress his cheek, just to hold him. The thought left as quickly as it came. What was I even thinking? He would make fun of me."It's Your Majesty now," I spoke. He raised an eyebrow at that and stepped forward. Dangerously close. I had my posture upright and rigid
Allen POV:-It had been two years since I was last here. In this prison of mine. Who was I kidding? I am my own prison and the key belonged to him. I wouldn't bore you with the details. All I can tell you without breaking down is that I was here, three years ago. He pulled me apart, limb by limb. And when I finally got all those pieces together, he did it all over again. In the end, when I wanted to stay. When I wanted to be with him, when I wanted to love him. He let me go.For centuries, both of our packs had lived in peace. Until one day. When he first saw me. He wasn't aware of my status at the time, perhaps none of this would have happened if he did, my clothes being one of the reason. I never dressed as a royal. He probably mistook me for one of the servant boys. And Sebestian had never much cared for servant boys. He had approached me and for an unknown reason, I had hidden my identity from him. Maybe because I wanted to k