"You make it sound like I did something wrong?" Niklaus says with a sly smile before stepping back to avoid the punch I swing at him. His hand grabs my wrist tightly before he spins and presses me back on his desk, with my upper body facing him. His hips press against my parted legs. "Really...Luci, I missed you like crazy. How can you say such harsh things to me?" He says with a pout. Wait…wait, what is that pressing against me? "You crazy b*stard." I all but scream the words, but the manic excitement in his eyes doesn't waver as he forces his hips against me. Eight years ago, novice recruit Lucien Sinclair had the perfect partner and brother-in-law anyone could ask for; everything vanished in the blink of an eye when the 'perfect' man, Niklaus Heinrich, turned out to be the perfect devil, an arms dealer masquerading as the perfect CEO to the largest company in Ferndale. What happens when the two are forced to work together again?
View MoreMy hands tremble as I stare at the suppressants the doctor gave me. Their main function is to make my pheromone scent odourless because, according to the doctor, it would be best to go ‘au naturelle’ for a while.Still, at the end of his sentence was the reassurance that I would have to tolerate at least three heats, and his suggestion had been to talk to an Alpha so they would be bearable.Hah, first of all, I have no idea when my cycles are. Unlike other omegas, I never gave myself a chance to observe my patterns. Secondly, who the hell can I ask, the chief? He is the only alpha I am on good terms with; the rest in the force are a bunch of d*cks.But wouldn’t that ruin the relationship between us?Maybe I can join a dating app or something and get an fwb who is on the same page as me."Lucien Sinclair?"My name echoes from the door of the janitor's changing room, causing me to slam my locker shut, effectively hiding my meds before lifting my head to the source of the noise."Yes?""
"Your alpha?"I repeat the words that were thrown at me so carelessly; if it wasn’t for the tears teetering in her eyes, I would have pushed her body aside and walked to a hotel.What the hell does she mean by her alpha? I almost died on the day I fought Heinrich after he betrayed me.He was my force partner for Christ's sake; I would have died for him if he were in trouble, and yet he-With a dry scoff that I can’t contain, I turn to look her in her eyes."I'm your brother, Maya. The one who stayed behind as you lost your shit over ‘your alpha’, 'your alpha' who, by the way, left me for dead and, coincidentally, broke your engagement through his secretary? I don’t know how much more disrespect you-”"I know... I know that, Lucien. Don't you think I know all of that? I am the one who lived through it."Maya asks as she shakes her head from side to side as if she can't help how she feels.Once again, my eyes zero in on the back of her neck, she has no mark, no imprint.If Heinrich had
Niklaus Heinrich‘Disgusting.’That was the first thought to fill Niklaus's head as he passed Lucien's sister, whose desperate green eyes watched his frame as he returned to the car."Nik...Nikky!"She called to him using his nickname, a nickname that he had only permitted Lucien to use, but he never used that name past when he was drunk.Rather than respond to the cries that were growing louder, Nikalus turned his gaze forward to prevent the annoying screech from grazing his ears; as if sensing his dismissal, his security team surrounded him to block her view of him as they opened the doors to his car for him."Nik! It’s me! Maya! We were engaged!"This scream seemed to attract the paparazzi's attention, but as if it meant nothing to him, he settled in the car, and the door slammed shut.After the outside noise turned hushed, Niklaus closed his eyes to relax his tired body and let the delicious taste of blood and tangerines play at the tip of his tongue, flooding his senses.**Lucie
What?"I repeat—this is my third time saying ‘what’. I am certain I resemble a parrot, yet if that is the case, shouldn’t they change the contents coming out of their mouths?"Haaaa....what exactly are you saying what to, Agent?"The deputy commissioner asks, bringing forth his irritation. If ‘Director Heinrich’ weren’t here, I am certain he would have made a comment about how my being an omega is affecting my comprehension skills.At least I don’t look like an onion, I guess."It's simple, Agent Sinclair. I apologised to Director Heinrich about what our organisation attempted to do, but he understood our mission and offered to help with the case.""So what I am hearing you say, Deputy commissioner, is that our military unit, the one that serves to protect this country, has offered an apology to a known arms dealer, making a mockery of-”Before I can finish my hastily spilling words, the chief’s warm hand lands on my shoulder, squeezing my flesh warningly."Are you questioning me, Age
"Ow... gently, Maya."I fuss at my younger sister as she holds my head to examine the bandages tied tightly."What the hell were you doing? How did you get this banged up? You are good at fighting, aren't you?"She asks, her brows furrowed so low that a crease forms against her make-up.My forefinger presses between her eyebrows to smoothen her expression.“You’ll get wrinkles, Maya. Then you’ll never get married.”I say with an exaggerated sigh.“Ow-!”I cry when her fingers pinch the flesh on my arm at my joke before she turns to me with a solemn expression.“Luci…what happened?”With a low sigh, I let my body rest on the raised bed before clearing my throat.Of course, I am good at fighting; otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten as far as I have in my career. I just didn't realise that fighting a dominant alpha as an omega would be that much different from fighting a recessive alpha.Dominant Alphas and Omegas are at the pinnacle of society; even if they are poor at birth, there is a h
The pale blue eyes that seem to stare into my soul widen in surprise before another, more sinister emotion covers them."My Luci..."The words are spoken in a deep and low murmur.‘My’? Did he just say… ‘my Luci?’As if mocking my surprise, Heinrich drops the body he dragged on the floor with a loud thud before using the bloody hand to wipe his eyes.??Because of his action, his beautiful face remains painted in blood like a primitive tribe deep in an unexplored jungle.“Huh… it's been so long; I thought I was seeing things. Who the hell would have thought that you would run straight into my arms like this, Lucien?”Huh...is it my imagination, or is he more unhinged than the last time we met eight years ago? No, wait. The worst part should be that the commissioner was wrong. He does remember me, even though I am an omega now.My gaze drops briefly to the screen....66%...67%....68%It's definitely slowing down; I don’t think a conversation with someone whose face is painted in blood
"Niklaus Heinrich?"I yell the name as the door to the chief's office swings open.As usual, the chief isn't at his desk but holding a mini-golf club, playing with the track set up in his office.The chief’s face lights up at my presence, but I am far from happy with this interaction."Niklaus Heinrich? Chief, this is uncalled for!"I protest."I take it our little Luci has a problem with my mission?"The response doesn't come from the chief but from a low, husky, and aged voice from a person who is not in view.With a low sigh, the chief turns his desktop to face me at the door."Ah, deputy commissioner."I say, recognising the face staring back at me.Snuffing the flames of my anger, I bow my head low in greeting."Do you have a problem with my mission, Agent Sinclair?""N- mmh,”I bite my lip before my direct ‘no’ can echo.“I believe that I shouldn't lead this mission.""But such low professions suit omegas; who would believe there is an alpha in the cleaning team?"The deputy com
"Niklaus Heinrich?"I yell the name as the door to the chief's office swings open.As usual, the chief isn't at his desk but holding a mini-golf club, playing with the track set up in his office.The chief’s face lights up at my presence, but I am far from happy with this interaction."Niklaus Heinrich? Chief, this is uncalled for!"I protest."I take it our little Luci has a problem with my mission?"The response doesn't come from the chief but from a low, husky, and aged voice from a person who is not in view.With a low sigh, the chief turns his desktop to face me at the door."Ah, deputy commissioner."I say, recognising the face staring back at me.Snuffing the flames of my anger, I bow my head low in greeting."Do you have a problem with my mission, Agent Sinclair?""N- mmh,”I bite my lip before my direct ‘no’ can echo.“I believe that I shouldn't lead this mission.""But such low professions suit omegas; who would believe there is an alpha in the cleaning team?"The deputy com
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