The sterile scent of the hospital seems to cling to everything—the sheets, the walls, even the food on my lap, which feels lukewarm at best.Chief Owen and a doctor with thick-rimmed glasses keep hovering around me; they seem to flinch each time I bring the sad-looking mashed potatoes (?) (I really don’t know what is on my plate) near my lips.It’s suffocating."Want a bite?"I ask, lifting a spoonful of the goop on my plate. A deathly silence follows my question.“Yikes, tough crowd."I say jokingly before shoving the bite into my mouth and forcing myself to chew; it tastes just as bland as it looked."Good."The doctor mutters before scribbling something down."Tomorrow, I’m planning to run some more invasive tests to make sure everything is stable. Depending on the results, you might need surgery.""Surgery?"I ask, the chewed food still in my mouth, but Chief Owen answers instead of the doctor."You rejected a dominant alpha’s imprint, Lucien. That’s dangerous. You know that.""I
Niklaus Heinrich Niklaus rested his legs on the broad mahogany desk in his private study, his frame illuminated by the soft glow of monitors live streaming the footage in hospital room five hundred and three.He wanted to see more, but Lucien turned the lights off, an act that grated his nerves.He reached for his phone, about to contact one of the men outside, when Lucien moved around the room, first to the bathroom, scowling at the camera and then back to the main room where he stood next to the window.With the information given to him by his chief, he should think the force set up the room for him, but something didn’t sit right with him.He looked too restless for someone who believed that.His grip tightened on his phone as he made a silent vow to take action should he try to open the window, but he didn’t even touch the glass, making his frown deepen.“Am I too paranoid?”He clicked his tongue as he voiced the question and leaned back in his seat.The hospital room’s door slid
“I-”Fuck I can't talk; my voice is too deep.The nurse checks her watch before sighing.“I don’t know if Ian asked you to cover for him, but don’t you dare clock out before I get to the bottom of this, Sandra.”She says after squinting to read my name aloud.“Wait for me in the lounge; this is highly unprofessional, whether you are new or not.”I nod and steady my nerves as I continue to push the cart down the hall.I can feel her watching my back as I continue to move down the hall.Don’t run. Don’t look back.You can't look back.I remind myself to keep my instincts from taking over.Fuck, which direction is the nurse's lounge? Is she checking to see if I am heading there?I can't use the elevator; it's too risky.I take a deep breath and turn towards the left staircase with an emergency exit sign hanging on the wall at the end of the hall.After pausing for three beats, a sigh of relief escapes my lips—no one called after me.With no guard and a free hallway to myself, my pace inc
My nails immediately try to grip the metallic surroundings, but the dust acts as a lubricant, allowing me to slide with ease as the man tugs me towards him.I twist my body, accidentally flashing my genitals to the poor man gripping my ankles; he winces at the sight of my nudity.“Blame your perverted boss; I! wasn’t! Given! Any! Boxers!”I kick my heel against his face as I stress each word until a sickening crunch sound echoes and blood spatters from his nose.A pained howl escapes his lips as his grip leaves my ankle to cover his nose instead, as if he were trying to rearrange the bone present.Without wasting a second, I pull my weight forward, ignoring the burn of my protesting muscles—I want to return to bed, too!To my delight, the end of the vent doesn’t have a cover, so sliding out is a breeze."Stop him!"The desperate voices echo as I tumble forward, using my arms to cushion the fall.The cool night breeze washes over me, and the warm sweat trickling down my skin instantly t
The air in the isolated hospital room tasted metallic, but the pungent stench of fresh blood didn’t stop; it grew more potent as the sounds of ragged breathing increased.A muffled wheeze came from a mass on the floor, too bloody to even be considered alive, yet the mass moved all the same, unlike the corpse next to it."P-please..."The man whimpered as his hand pressed his torn-up eye socket to keep himself from losing more blood, but his fingers trembled, nullifying his efforts."I didn’t— I told him to stop shooting! I stopped him!"He cried before a bloody cough followed, further staining the white hospital tiles.Despite his pleas, Niklaus stepped forward, his shadow swallowing the man whole.Resignation flickered in his expression when he noticed the cold gaze in Niklaus’ eye didn’t even waver.The jagged metal railing, now warm in Niklaus’s twisting grip, bent before he raised it again and struck the man, causing the man to scream as if his loyalty disappeared with that blow,
Three days had passed, and Niklaus was seated at the desk they added in Lucien’s hospital room.Fittingly, it had become his new office.The sound of the machines around Lucien had lessened. He now breathed independently, and the doctor marvelled at how fast he was healing.Just the thought that he would soon wake up made a smile touch his lips, even though the document he was reading showed proof of the bastards in his office embezzling from him.The door creaked open, interrupting his thoughts, and the last person he expected slid through the open door.Stephen—his stepfather, although given his role in the bedroom, it was more fitting to call him his stepmother.Niklaus’s eyes scanned the designer loafers that invaded his space with ease. Without looking up at the man who wore his orchid pheromones like perfume, he spoke.“It’s almost as if you have nine lives.”“You can't blame me for being concerned when my only stepson misses the third family dinner in a row. I must say, though…
The doctor flashes a bright white light directly into my eyes, making me wince."Follow the light."He instructs belatedly as he moves the light from left to right."What’s the last thing you remember?"His voice is calm, as if not wanting to increase my obvious anxiety, but nonetheless, my pulse quickens.The last thing I remember? Waiting for Niklaus to finish fucking a senior and punching him for Maya’s sake. Just because she had expressed her interest in him to me.In hindsight, I had no right to punch him. They had met, what? Thrice? They weren’t in any relationship, so why did I?Even as I ask the question, I already know the answer.When his gaze locked with mine…it almost felt as if he were fucking me.The way his hands tightened on the senior, the ruthless way his golden eyes held mine as he swung his hips-“Mr Sinclair?”The doctor calls, snapping me out of my thoughts.My eyes flicker to Niklaus standing by the door like a menacing statue. “What...what is this? What’s hap
A warm spoon hovers near my mouth. My eyes watch the steam from the food curl lazily upward and thin out into nothingness.The food itself doesn’t look appealing, but the server…Shit…when did Niklaus get this attractive? The last time I saw him, his features weren’t this sharp. Even the mark on his cheek makes him look dangerously sexy rather than hideously scarred. The sharp contrast of his eyes gave him an almost mystical look. Worse of all…he looks more manly, whereas I…What the hell happened to my muscles?The more I delve into that train of thought, the more my eyes linger on the Niklaus standing before me. Suddenly, sharp golden eyes, the vision of sweat dripping down his cheek, and arms so strong that they could pin down a grown beta flash in my mind.Fuck, am I crazy?Regardless of anything, I like women.“Open.”Niklaus says, finally tired of holding up the spoon for me. "I can feed myself, you know. It’s my ribs that are broken, not my arms."I grumble, yet still, my mou
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
“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