Niklaus Heinrich"Have lunch with me.""Go to hell."The reply was quick, so quick that the smile playing on Niklaus's lips could not be contained as he watched the man in faded blue overalls bend down to scrape dirt off the floor.He was almost done, which sat bitterly with him because he wanted to smell the faint citric seeping slowly into the air from his body for a little while longer."I'm serious, Luci."His shoulders twitched each time he said that name, almost like it was his kryptonite. He wanted to tease him more, but the meeting set for the afternoon was out of the office.He didn't want to go."I'd rather die than eat with you.""You are so cold to me, Lucien. One of these days, I might take your rejection personally."Niklaus answered; he hadn’t expected his tone to come off low or heavy, but it did.He almost cleared his throat, but the sound of Lucien’s fake laughter filled the air, stunning him to a sharp silence.It had been a while since he saw him laugh; Niklaus alm
A tense atmosphere settles as I calmly toss aside the napkin I used to wipe my mouth and gesture to the waitress to bring one more beer; as if realising I had no intention of introducing myself, Mark/Marko/Marky clears his throat and begins."Oh, right. This is my coworker, Lucien; he started today, but we hit it off. Lucien, this is an old high school classmate, Charles he-"Before giving his ‘fun fact’, Charles interrupts him."‘Charles’ is so formal. Everyone calls me ‘Buddy’.”He says, leaning into my space, straining the wooden table so much that it creaks. His nostrils flare as he noiselessly inhales the air around me—Pills that make your pheromones odourless, my ass. I should sue the doctor."I'm not an omega. I had sex with an omega before meeting up with this guy over here."At ‘this guy’ I gesture to Mark/Marko/Marky. Is it too late to ask him to introduce himself?"You have an omega lover?"Charles asks with a frown."Just because I'm a beta doesn't mean that is not possibl
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
I can feel my chest heave from the burning anger at his words, but fighting him like this when I have never won a physical fight with him is pointless."Don't touch me."I say as I slap his hand away from my hair."How long?"He asks as he steps away from me, pressing his hand to his nose as if inhaling it, but I don't have a scent, so maybe he is rubbing his nose."What?""How long until you make a move on me, Luci."By move, does he mean how long until I try to kill him?Hah...this lunatic."Don't worry, you won't have to wait too long."**“What’s this?”Niklaus asks, gesturing to the pillows I set up in the middle of the bed as he dries his dripping wet hair with a damp towel.As if tired, he tosses the towel aside and pulls the one on his waist off, exposing himself to me.Why…why the fuck is he hard?I groan inwardly as I turn my gaze away from him.“Turn off the lights when you are done.”I say, before switching off the lamp by my side.After a bit of shuffling around, the pill
"There, dinner."I say as I place a bowl of burnt pasta in front of Niklaus."You should be a chef...""I thought I wasn't allowed to work."I answer cooly as I walk to my seat."I was under the impression that spaghetti is prepared by boiling. How did you manage to burn it? That shows talent that shouldn't be ignored.""Oh, haha..."Without smelling or waiting for the steam to fade, Niklaus pokes his fork into the charred mess, spins the charred white strings covered in red sauce on his fork, and eats it.If it had poison, I'd be as good as done now...But something about what Anna said makes me doubtful of poison as a means to kill him.She mentioned being immune; is Niklaus the same?"So, where did you go?"Niklaus asks as he wipes his lips with the napkin, his lips obviously twisted in disgust."Out. Are you not going to finish your meal?""It's not poisoned, is it? Since it's not, there is no need for me to finish it. It's disgusting; hire a chef, honey."I groan at the word ‘hon
"Don't touch me."I growl the words when Niklaus’s hands wrap around my waist as we leave the car.Of course, he doesn't listen, leading me to push his hand off my frame."I'm meeting Anna Stone tomorrow for coffee.""Coffee? That's funny. Why is my husband meeting another woman?”“We aren’t married yet.”“Three days isn’t long, Lucien.”“You are rushing this. I told you that for this to be believable, we need at least six months.”Niklaus shrugs.“I don’t care about believability; I am not selling a story; I am tying you to me, permanently. And about meeting Anastasia tomorrow…hmm, it might not be possible.”He adds casually.“Why not?”To my question, Niklaus places his hand on my waist and pushes me towards the house, but rather than the sight of the staff welcoming us back home most of them have suitcases.“What’s going on?”“Well, you are the new madam of the house, so you get to redesign this place, from the staff to the artwork.”“Are you- Did you fire them?”“Yes, they were se
Revenge with a baby is messy.Dear God, am I really going down as someone who murdered my child’s father?Well, they don’t have to know. I don’t mind being a tragic widower as long as we’re rich. But what kind of life is that? Hah… I don’t want to resemble this bastard.“There is no need for the surgery.”I whisper the words, but the stillness in the room means they heard me.“Pardon my interruption, but without pheromones-”“Beta women give birth fine.”I counter.“Yes, beta women, not men. The male omega faculties are regulated by their ability to flow and receive pheromones. That is why morning sickness is worse without the child’s father and-” “Fine, fine.”I say, waving my hands in the air.“It’s fine; I will just not keep it, so there is no need to continue with the explanations.”Even as I say the words, my hand still strokes my belly, as if I were talking about a situation that doesn’t concern me.Deathly silence follows my confession.“By ‘it’, you mean…”The doctor prods as
Niklaus rose abruptly from his seat. His force pushed my chair back slightly, making me realise he had never locked it in place."A recessive omega? I never said the type you were."His lips curl into a lethal smile."It- it was obvious from our agreement that you sleep with a dominant omega during your rut."The blood rushing in my veins at the word ‘pregnant’ warms my skin.I can feel my muscles tense as thoughts of running fill my head, but the bastard's large build blocks me.Is that why he stood?"Right...Right, our Luci sure is sharp. I bet your little head is racing right now.""Can w-we stay on topic?"Niklaus strides slowly towards me like a predator. His large hand cups my collarbone before he moves behind my chair.I half expect him to push it, but something clicks into place, jolting me—the lock."Wha-"My words halt in my throat when his hand slides down my collar and lifts the hospital shirt, exposing my chest."What are you-"Before I can express my outrage, both of Nik
"Married?"I repeat the word as though it tastes bitter.Perhaps lying and saying that my last memory was the kiss at the ball made him too brazen because what kind of nonsense is this?“Yes, Lucien, at the ball, we had a lengthy discussion, and you decided to honour our arrangement to get married.”...the audacity of this man.His warm hand caresses mine. I want to smack his hand away, but again, the roughness in his touch, as if he were desperate, is intoxicating.Don't worry, Niklaus; it gets worse. I will make sure of it."I'm sorry, I just...put yourself in my shoes; this is coming from nowhere."I lift my gaze to him, softening my eyes as if I don’t know any better."Lucien... you saw the news; our wedding was incoming before the accident. Plus, is it really from out of nowhere when we are engaged?"Biting my lip draws his focus to the plump flesh; alphas are so easy to seduce; seriously, I don’t even have pheromones, but I can smell the hunger off him.Still, I expected to be t
Niklaus’s fingers tapped ferociously against his chair. It was an abrupt meeting that needed his attention, one that didn't seem to end, and one in which his father was in attendance, so if he skipped it, he could be punished by a poisoned meal.Nothing like familial love to bond people."Tell me about your wedding plans, son."The person giving the presentation froze at this question, which was clearly out of topic."I thought this was a very important meeting?"Niklaus asked, testing his father in the same way."Your mother is very worried about you.""You mean stepfather, and I'll get back to you on that during the next family dinner.""I have arranged a meeting between you and Anastasia Stone-""I appreciate it, but Anna and I-""The meeting will be at three pm. Dress in golf attire, I hear she takes after her father."His mouth pressed into a fine line.“My engagement is real.”“To a beta?”His father spat out.“We have an arrangement.”“Whatever arrangement, the Heinrichs only n
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