Trigger warning: Drug AbuseBy the time I walked into the men’s room and locked the door behind me, Marko/Mark/Marky was already bent down, with a rolled-up paper and one finger blocking his nostrils, inhaling deeply the purple powder lined up.As soon as the line ended, he straightened his back abruptly and rubbed his nose as if it burned or itched before coughing slightly and rubbing his temple."Whoa, head rush!"He says before clapping his hands loudly and setting out a loud ‘whoo!’.His pupils are dilated, and his focus seems out of place; his gaze is glued to my shoulder, but there is nothing particularly out of the ordinary there.“You are next, beta.”Wiping my sweaty palms against my clothes, I follow Mark/Marko/Marky's lead.The powder smelled like chemicals with a floral hint that I can’t quite place. Ignoring the thundering of my heart against my chest, I sniff the uninviting powder.The ringing in my ears turns into a blaring sound, and the voices of those around me feel
The door swings open again, cutting through the silence that towered at Charles’ cold mention of ‘omega’. A server entered, balancing trays of food and a bottle of expensive top-shelf champagne that I had only had once in Chief Owen’s study. Maybe Charles isn’t a poor Alpha, but some spoiled rich kid based on how comfortable our stay here has been so far; that complicates things. Should I run now?Immediately the thought forms, my eyes turn to the door that remained ajar after the server entered, and a sickeningly familiar shadow flickers past—Niklaus?Am I hallucinating?Shaking my head to clear my drug-muddled mind, more men dressed in suits walk past the door before the door seals shut.So, did I see Niklaus or not?Fuck, my reflexes are shot, I should have run then.“I think I saw-”I begin, but Charles’ predatory gaze shatters my steady attempt at making a smooth escape. Unlike my body, which feels numb to any feeling of urgency, his eyes are squinted, screaming his suspicion, a
“What the hell are you doing? Help me!?”I cry out to Mark/Marko/Marky , even with my hand gripping the gun tucked on my thigh through my pants pocket.But Mark/Marko/Marky’s eyes shift away from me just as quickly as my hope."Just take it. It will be over soon."The words coming from a beta witnessing a rape scene before his very eyes cut deeper than anything else.Bang!As soon as the sound pierces the room, blood sprays from the Alpha’s mouth, his body jerking violently before slumping onto me, ensuring the bullet hole on his throat is no longer visible.The sound of the gun was louder than I thought it would be. I can feel the heat of the gun from my thigh, so I use the newly formed bullet hole in my pants to rest the hot eye of the gun.The metallic scent of gunpowder floods the room, mixing vilely with the oppressive weight of his pheromones and the scent of blood.“Plea—”Mark/Marko/Marky begins after witnessing me using my other hand to tear the gun hole on my pants further o
The hallway tilts as I stagger forward, the world shifting unnaturally under my feet, but as if my state does not concern him, Niklaus only looks at me as my hand reaches for the wall for support.I never want him to see me like this; I shouldn’t show weakness in front of the man who shot me; it doesn’t help that he is holding a gun now.My heartbeat still feels fast, and I can still feel the lingering effects of that bastard’s pheromones heating my skin each time the frayed nerves in my body so much as register my breathing. “They were innocent, you crazy-!”The harsh words I want to spill die in my throat at the look on his face.The drug is definitely fading from my system, but for some reason, my heartbeat feels faster than when I was pinned under that alpha bastard.I can still feel my fingers clenching around my gun, but the sense of security it offered before was gone. Unlike Charles and What’shisname, Niklaus is trained.Taking a staggering step away from him, my gaze turns t
No matter how much I rack my mind, the natural talent of breathing that was never taught eludes me.As my pulse hammers in my ear and my vision begins to turn dark, his fingers pull out of my mouth, causing a sharp, desperate cough to rock my body at the air rushing in my lungs.I need to run.I nee-Before the dizziness from the suffocation escapes my body and the idea settles in fully, Niklaus’s hand on the back of my neck pulls me deeper into the halls.As if unconcerned about my continuous stumbling, he only drags me forward further into the carpeted hallway.“Take care of the mess downstairs.”Niklaus says— it takes me a while to realise he is on the phone.How is this all so easy for him? What the hell kind of world is this that everyone bends to his will?‘Take care of the mess’?There are four dead people in a civilian zone; the police should be here just because gunshots went off!Instead, Niklaus issued the command as if a kitten had chewed up his curtain, and he wanted it re
There is little room for fight nor gentleness in the kiss; his mouth moves against mine like a predator seeking dominance.My hands push against his chest, fighting him at every turn, but my trembling elbows barely have enough strength to unbutton my shirt, let alone push a bear-like alpha off me.It's not fair that just because I am an omega, I am reduced to this each time his scent fills my lungs, which unfortunately is every time I breathe because his scent is all over me, like freshly sprayed perfume.His taste of whiskey dizzies my head as the smoky finish turns my mouth bitter, just like the cigarettes that I can never smoke again. It’s that damn taste that makes my mouth part wider, accepting his force.His taste is addictive as if he were made for me.The future I envisioned flashes before my eyes; my dream of the sweet beta woman who will bear my children and slow the pace of my life is slipping between my fingers and is instead replaced by an image of my stomach, swollen and
Niklaus Heinrich**Eight Years Ago**Niklaus adored the feeling after a successful mission, not because of the incoming pay but because he could only have Lucien’s undivided attention then. Lucien always suggested an area with a beach after a mission.The salty and wet air tugging on Niklaus’s clothes felt good; even the sun drying him seemed to relax him, which was ridiculous—he hated the heat; it was always grossly annoying. He preferred the cold.His eyes turned naturally to the brown hair flowing in his vision—Lucien.Lucien stood facing the sea, covered in the orange glow of the sunset. A sight that he wished could remain engraved in his mind for eternity.“Have any dreams, Nikky?”Lucien asked, turning to face him, but he turned so fast that the whiskey in the glass he stole from the poolside bar sloshed.Niklaus’ fingers twitched; he wanted to steady him, but Lucien steadied himself with a laugh.His cheeks were flushed, indicating just how drunk he was.Dreams? Niklaus didn’t
Lucien Sinclair“Niklaus...What is this?”The soft voice breaks the dark tension between us, reminding me that he had interrupted earlier.How the hell did I just forget about him?Unable to move my head I instead move my pupils to the man whose gaze flicks between mine and Niklaus' back. Disdain flickers in his eyes before his voice softens.His voice addressing Niklaus is softer than his glare.“A recessive omega?”The man begins, his glare hardening.“Niklaus, you... you don’t-I can offer more. You know that... dominant omegas are the only ones who can keep up with a dominant alpha’s rut-”Before the man can continue, an apology slides from my lips."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt."He called me a recessive omega. Does that mean he is a dominant omega? no wonder he looks so delicate. Were they fucking?Sheesh! I keep forgetting that for Alphas and omegas, there is no such thing as ‘sexual orientation’ for them; as long as their pheromones match, they would bang anything and a
For some reason, the car ride home was tense. Even the hum of the engine couldn’t soothe my mangled nerves.Despite the countless times I rubbed my lips, which still tingled from the unfamiliar kiss, the sensation of Niklaus’s roughness on me neither faded nor fizzled.Why the hell did I moan when he flicked my nipples? I am a beta….Why did he even flick my nipple? I want to scream sexual assault because all this time, I thought of him as a kid brother instead of the panting beast from that time, but we are engaged…we are engaged, right?Fuck.I curse inwardly; the buds on my chest, which I often refer to as dud, feel tender for some reason.My body curls further at the thoughts clouding my mind before I turn my gaze to Niklaus. He still looks furious.Yet despite the fury on his face being my fault—just a gut feeling, each time the headlights of a passing car washes his frame, I am drawn to his mystical beauty.Whoever knew eyes could be that blue.My mouth dries as his gaze turns t
I caught a cold o(*////▽////*)q, I'm resting a bit; next chaps on Monday! No bonus for this story. I appreciate your patience
“Yeah, I have a good nose. Did you forget that?”At the sudden reply, Niklaus exhaled the breath he hadn’t realised he was holding.“That, you did.”He answered non-comitally.“So?”Lucien asked as if he were expecting an answer.“‘So’ what?”“Did we have a contract agreement?”Was that the conclusion he drew? That they were engaged based on a contract?A smile teased the corners of his lips.His Lucien never disappointed.His need to investigate everything meant that he could also convince himself of his findings. It was a risky move, but it paid off.Now, for the nail in the coffin...How would he react if he said, ‘I still love you’? Alphas and omegas expressed their feelings through pheromones, whether it was hate, lust, or even love, so words like ‘I love you’ held little meaning to them because the truth could be sniffed out in a sense. But for betas, they lived backwards, over-relying on meaningless words."I am in love with you, Lucien."His lie flowed easily from his lips, bu
“Bingo!”The word leaves my lips before I can control myself.In response, the woman in red, no Anna Stone—model, actress and dominant omega heiress; everyone knows her face and her nasty temper— curls her lips in disdain.“Bin..go?”Her black ponytail sways a little when she cocks her head to the side.“Yes, bingo.”I repeat, turning to face her fully.“I expected someone like you to approach me here, which is why I isolated myself.”“Someone like me?”Her eyes narrow, before she turns to the man beside her as if ascertaining that her security was on high alert.When her body shifts, I notice two more men outside the door, guarding it—no, perhaps keeping me here until she is finished with me.I swallow nervously, realising that if I bluff too hard, I will make a very dangerous enemy.“By someone like you, I mean someone with ties to Niklaus.”I continue cautiously.“I am not dumb enough to believe that someone like him suits a beta like me.”She says nothing; for some reason, the word
Well… I guess I should have just said I was an omega.“Niklaus, why don’t people know my trait?”“We kept our relationship hidden; I told you.”“I-”I open my mouth, ready to suggest the topic that I discussed with my reflection yesterday: ‘Can we break up?’ But I close it once more.If we break up, where else can I get my memories? But then, again, there are times like this when it feels easier to start all over again. After all, when I look at him, I don’t feel…Okay, so he is sexy to look at, but beyond that, I don’t feel like I love him enough to want to deal with being looked down on because of my traits.“What?”He asks, his eyes moving from my lips.“Nothing.” "Do you want something to drink?”Niklaus asks, turning his gaze to an older man with white hair who looks like a mature version of him, only his features look rougher.It's obvious that he's asking me if I want to drink something out of courtesy; there are waiters who can bring a drink at the raise of a finger; he prob
Niklaus, to my surprise, turns to face me, extending his hand towards me. I half expected him to move between the bowed people and leave me behind, but he didn’t.Huh…For a moment, I hesitate as my gaze lingers on his extended hand.If I were in his shoes, I would have waited aside, but if I hold his hand…wouldn’t it be like…I am his woman or something?Oh…right, we are engaged.I can't get into it. Does that mean I am straight?Relief floods my body at the thought because while homosexuality is normal, even encouraged by Alphas and Omegas, to betas like me, who want kids, it's not the way forward.He is handsome, very handsome, so I guess-“Lucien?”He calls when I hesitate for too long, swallowing my thoughts, I take his offered hand, his warmth immediately seeping into me.“Go to parties like this often?”I whisper as I wince at the flashy lights from some cameras on the side that go off once I leave the car.“Not too often, but this is our first one together.”He leans in to answ
“Don’t touch me!”I groan, but Niklaus pulls me deeper into his arms.I am a bulky guy, but in his arms, I feel no different from a petite man.“Fuck.”I mutter inwardly as I turn my gaze to the side; I don’t know how to look at him without feeling my cheeks heat up.“What’s wrong with helping my fiancé tie a bow tie?”Niklaus says the words right in my ear, just as a picture of him towering over my body flashes in my mind.“Ugh… fuck off!” I groan, trying to push Niklaus off me, but he doesn’t even flinch. In fact, his hold on me tightens as if to say, ‘Stop struggling.’“Did you set up my room?” I ask, finally relaxing into his touch.I don’t see the need to share a bedroom between us when there are over nine rooms in the house, all ensuites. I wouldn’t even insist on my own room if every time I propped pillows between us, I didn't find them on the floor and wake up with him clinging to me for dear life.“Why would an engaged couple need separate rooms?” He counters smoothly as h
LucienThe afternoon sun warmed the path leading up to the large house before me. Wiggling my toes in the sun shining on my bare feet as Niklaus pushes my wheelchair feels good.The cool breeze rustles the trees in the front garden, but more than that, it carries the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers.Nine years ago, I was struggling in debt, but…now, I am at the height of luxury.It’s as if the place I dreamed of living since I joined the force blossomed right before my eyes. But even then, with my salary…this has to be Niklaus’s doing.Fuck.Were we really in love? Did I permit him to fuck an omega during his heat? I don’t want to believe that; the only way that’s possible is if we had a contract or maybe because he wanted to piss off his ‘daddy’ by bringing in a Beta as a goof. But if it’s a joke, isn’t he taking things too far?My eyes, staring at the end of the stretched path to the front porch of the house, narrow at Maya’s presence. She is dressed in a yellow sund
Trigger Warning: Threats Of Sexual Assault.Maya’s lips trembled at Niklaus’ thoughtless answer.“Then why...him? Oh… I get it now… because he was a beta? Hah! Haven't you been watching too many Disney movies? Are you about to say something cliché like, ‘Lucien saw me for who I really am because he couldn’t smell me’?"Her mockery rang loud, but Niklaus remained unphased."Well, if I had to get technical…”He began, swaying his heel left and right on the ground as if the subject excited him."I just… can’t stop my mind from fucking him. I swear, every time I see him, I want to bend him over and slide my cock into him…God, it’s even worse when he cries. He looks so cute. You don’t have a dick, so you won't get it, but his throat is-""You’re sick."Maya interrupted, her face twisted bitterly in disgust at his words before her gaze travelled to his pants, drawn by the upright member piercing through.A faint blush struck her face before she turned away.Niklaus adjusted his sitting postu