ZenoI've never felt so helpless. No, this statement is a lie- I once felt like this. I presented as an Alpha later than others did. While fathers find out that their sons could be an Alpha as soon as the child is ten years old, I presented on my eighteenth birthday.Until that day, my life was pure hell. Everyone I knew made fun of me, bullied me, and kept referring to me as an Omega, even though I didn't present as one either. I'm not claiming that there is something wrong with being an Omega; all I'm trying to say is that, in my case, the situation was unfair. I was just a child, and even when I reached my teenage years, I didn't have enough knowledge about the rank system. But even the ridicule and bullying weren't the worst of it all.My father knew that I'd present as an Alpha. He always claimed I was a late bloomer, and so was he, so it made perfect sense. Despite all the warnings, he sent me to the main training camp for Alphas. The years I spent there were the worst of m
Alpha HadesI watch Zeno as he slowly gives in and falls asleep in my arms.It's crazy that this day almost ended on a positive note, but all it took was for me to turn my back on him for a few minutes as the disaster struck. First of all, I can't believe I let Silas out in front of my wife. I'm sure he noticed it; there's no way he'd miss something like that.I'm not worried about losing a guard. The guy was a piece of shit and deserved what was coming his way. What was he thinking when he decided to act? That I'd believe him? That I'd let him get away with his actions like it was no big deal? That my wolf wouldn't lose his shit once he saw our wife's tear-stained face? Bitch, please.Of all the things that happened in that bedroom, the attack bothers me the most, of course, but the fact that Zeno had to justify himself and explain that shit bothers me even more. No victim or survivor should ever have to face something like that. I can't even imagine how brave my wife truly is. He
Zeno Something about waking up in an empty hospital room doesn't sit well with me. Alright, as empty as it can be with me and the strange medical equipment attached to me. What I mean is that there are no doctors, nurses and, worst of all, no Nero.I never wanted this marriage, this damn union in the first place, but Nero makes me feel safe. He makes me feel like I matter, and he wants to protect me at all costs. My whole life, all I can recall is my father repeating that Alphas don't cry, they don't break, and they don't feel hurt by the actions of others, yet I do. I want someone to care for me and see me for who I am, not the title I carry. I didn't think of the man being the Rogue Alpha; hell, never in a million years, but life is full of surprises. I know I willingly involved myself in an intimate act with Nero, so that could be seen as a hint of feelings, but come on, can you blame a guy?First of all, I've always had a thing for bigger men, but finding one is a pain in the
Alpha HadesThat evening, I took Zeno to the hospital, and to my relief, he didn't wake up or even stir in my arms. After getting him a room to my liking and assigning the best doctors and nurses to take care of him, I began to wonder why my wife didn't move. Thank the Moon Goddess, the doctor was able to explain everything. Since my Zeno had suffered a severe blow, his mind and body were apparently in a state similar to hibernation. It's something that happens to injured wolves, even to Alphas. I insisted on staying close to him, and I did for two days, but soon enough, it became clear that he needed more time to heal. There's a possibility that Zeno will wake up before he's fully recovered, but only time will tell. Since I couldn't just sit around and wait, I decided to focus on pack work, but even that couldn't distract me from thoughts of the man in the hospital. I kept visiting his room every hour, but after the third day, Damon noticed how restless I was and started followi
Zeno Before I have enough time to regain my senses and he can end the call for good, I scream at my father: "Attacking? What the hell do you mean by saying there's an attack on the pack and our people? Father, are you sure this is really happening? We have a damn deal!" No, this can't be happening. And not just because it goes against everything we wrote down on the paper before we got married. I got to know Nero; he's a man of his word. There's no way he'd attack innocent people. Also, why should he? Since we're legally married, he has as much power over the pack as I do and vice versa over me and his pack. No, there's no such thing as his or mine anymore; I'm making a fool of myself, everything is ours. Nero wouldn't put the new addition to his people in danger. Everyone can keep on shouting that he's a monster, a shameless and vile man, but I know he is anything but. My father sucks in a sharp breath. I know this action better than he thinks- it's the breath he's sucking in
Alpha HadesAfter checking up on Zeno, I left feeling both down and somewhat happy. It's a pity that he's still asleep and I don't get a chance to kiss him goodbye, but it's nice to see that he's doing better. This whole thing with emotions and feelings is so goddamn confusing. I can't decide which one I want more- to hold my wife and protect him until the end of my days or to fuck him until he begs me to stop and would feel me every time he sits down for weeks. *Get your mind out of the gutter, you freak,* Silas growls from the depths of my mind. Yeah, as if he's any better than me. That damn wolf turns into a puddle of liquid heart eyes and compliments every time we're near Zeno, and his ideas about spending a night with him are way worse than mine. Have you seen how pretty our wife is? How do you think he would agree to this or that? Is our wife a virgin? I hope so because no other man has the right to touch him the way we would. You know what? It doesn't matter; even if there
Alpha HadesI don't regret letting Damon run around looking like a whole circus. Well, at least not anymore. He's put so many smiles on our warriors' faces with that outfit alone, but when he adds his corny jokes, it's a jackpot. Although, in other circumstances, we'd have walked to the territory in our wolf forms, this time, we chose to travel by cars. It wasn't a decision I was happy about, but as my injuries won't heal like they normally would, I'm forced to slow down a little. Besides, it's not that hard to notice a huge pack of wolves approaching territory, so cars are the most incognito form of travel at the moment. I'd rather choke on my own tail than give old Alpha Silver a heads-up about our arrival. On the way there, everyone was in high spirits, but as we approached the Silver Moons, I got this strange feeling that I couldn't shake off, and many of my warriors noticed how restless I was becoming. And not without reason, I may add, because as soon as we got close enough
Alpha Hades As the pack of rogues near us, we stand in front of our warriors, our paws digging into the ground, ready to pounce. Silas prefers to stay behind, he's the dramatic entry type of guy, but on occasions like this, we both agree our place is in front of our pack. This way, we can assess the danger levels and ensure no one will get past us. *Take out the biggest, scariest fucked you can see,* Silas repeats the words like a mantra. It's a strategy he keeps close to his heart- while our pack deals with the troops, we get rid of the actual source of danger. *Break their bones, brother,* I whisper to my wolf. *But never ours,* Silas adds, finishing our secret war cry. One after another, the rogues leave the forest and charge right at us. *This is a trap!* I growl at Silas. It's clear someone set us up, and something tells me it's the doing of the old Silver. My wolf shifts his weight, lowering the front of his body closer to the ground. He'll take off in just a few s
Alpha Hades I remember when I was younger, people used to remind me time was priceless. Sure, during my teenage years, which I spent in front of the TV screen, I never thought of their words as anything important. But things change, and so do people. I've changed. For the best. All thanks to the man who refuses to let me be next to him in the delivery room. I begged, cried, demanded, fuck it, I bribed him, but Zeno remained firm on his decision. The best I could get was to watch the bump grow, hold and support him. And I did all of it. I did my best to be the most supportive father this world has seen, but I still didn't earn the right to be next to him while our baby is born. My grandmother did, don't ask me how, but she did. While Zeno is giving birth to our first baby, my grandmother holds his hand and me, and my father are sitting in the waiting room. I didn't want him here, but he kept insisting, and once he called my husband, the hell broke loose. Because, according to Z
Alpha HadesI never thought that fate could be so kind to me. I've always lived under the misconception that relationships were about sex and the success of the pairing solely depended on it. And yet here I am, lying in bed with the man of my dreams, pressed against my chest. With Zeno, everything changes. He jumped into my life to prove me wrong from the day we met. Starting from that stupid camp and ending with marriage. Zeno moves a little closer in his sleep, and I instantly sigh with relief. I love that we both appear to be dependent on each other. My husband makes me feel like being clingy isn't bad. Zeno knows I'm a jealous fuck, but he's not running around and telling everyone how sick he is of my nature. He accepts me the way I am. Zeno fell asleep just minutes ago, but I can't help but wonder if this is our happy end. I think it might be. I'm pretty sure it is. I'm about to close my eyes and nap with my husband when I feel a pull on my mind-link and barely restrain myse
ZenoI can't help but smile as I watch Nero slide off the wedding ring and replace it with the one I just gave him. Maybe it wouldn't mean much to others, but I gave all I have in exchange for the simple ring, and I regret nothing. And now, as I look at my husband, I can't believe how far we have come. I'm sure no one saw us coming, and neither did I, but at this point, I don't see anybody but him.Whenever Nero enters the room, everything else fades; it's just him and I, even if his attention isn't on me. He got me so hooked that I'm desperately clinging to him, and I refuse to let go. Even now, as I look at him admiring the simple ring, I feel flush travel up my cheeks. Nero is the most beautiful man I've ever seen. I don't care that I'm supposed to see him as this handsome, masculine man because he's so much more. He's beautiful inside and out. Once his eyes leave the ring, Nero grins at me and speaks up, "How about we test the statement you left inside my new ring, huh?" How I
Beta Damon I barely take one step towards the bastard, and he starts screaming as if I touched his private parts. For the record- I wouldn't. Ever. Even with a ten-foot pole. Fuck it, even with two poles and a pair of rubber gloves. "Soo, what was the saying you used to love to use against Zeno now, huh? Ah, that's right: why don't you man up and stop acting like a little bitch?" I grin as I crouch next to him. The look on his face is priceless, and honestly, I start understanding why Nero is always on such a high whenever he takes down those asshole Alphas. To know that one has wronged so many people and is about to face the consequences by your hand is one addictive fucking sensation. Possibly better than sex. "I-I," he tries to stutter, but I raise my hand in front of his face to stop him. This is my moment, and I intend to enjoy every fucking second I can get. "How does it feel?" I whisper the question as he raises his eyebrow in question. A chuckle leaves me as I shake
Alpha HadesSomething is up with Zeno. Something has to be up with him because his reaction, or lack thereof, to me, almost choking his father, is far too unusual. I didn't have any idea he knew about my upcoming birthday since I had no intentions to tell him, but I have a wild guess I know where the information came from. And just as that thought crosses my mind, Damon appears in the doorframe and grins at me. That big goof sure loves testing my patience. "Nero, look," he exclaims and raises the tiniest neon pink ballet dress I've ever seen. My grip around the fucker's throat loosens; I let him fall to the floor and wrap my arms around my wonderful husband. That tiny dress is but a reminder of how fucking lucky I am to have Zeno. And soon enough, he will give birth to our miracle, making our family officially complete. "I can't wait to be a dad," I whisper near his ear. Zeno chuckles and returns the hug. "You already are; it's just that the little bean is growing inside me, not
ZenoAfter we left Nero's father's house, which I believe isn't the place he actually lives in, the day went on. Damon texted Nero to warn him we left to do some shopping so my husband wouldn't lose his mind when he didn't find me in the bedroom. Aside from the weird aftertaste of the conversation with Nero's father, I feel fine. He didn't want to tell me more details about the crimes my father had committed, and come to think of it; I don't want to know. It's enough that his image is tainted in my eyes; I don't want to ruin it for good. I know he's not the best person, but I also understand that we don't choose our parents, so I would rather cling to the good memories, even if those are nothing but lies. "Will you stop thinking about him? This day is about you, about the cute princess shit we can buy for the baby and the gift we need to get for your husband." Damon nudges my side, and I flash him an apologetic smile. "You're right. Anyway, I have an idea of what I want to get fo
Alpha Hades I feel like a brand new man when the doctors tell me I can leave the hospital. Thank God, if I had to inhale more of that awful scent of medicine mixed with blood and vomit, I'd probably lose my mind. All I want now is to get back to the bedroom, strip, get under the sheets, and hold my precious husband in my arms. Just the thought of being close to Zeno excites me, yet as high in the clouds it brings me, those things stand nowhere near to how I feel when I think of the news. He's pregnant, carrying our pup, and he's keeping it. I must be the luckiest motherfucker alive if the Goddess blessed me with a gift as precious as Zeno. And now, after all the bullshit we had to experience, lately, I'm certain about one thing- there's no way I'm letting him go. Not anymore. With my mind stuck somewhere among those imaginary clouds, I don't notice anyone in my way, so I'm not even surprised when I run into someone. "Shit, I'm sorry, I didn't see you." I blurt out the apology eve
ZenoDamon is the embodiment of chaos. The way this man talks, acts, and even walks all screams 'crazy.'I can't be the one who doubts Nero's decisions in the slightest, but the more time I spend around Damon, the more I wonder what it was that Nero saw in him to ask the guy if he wants to be his Beta. On the one hand, he is trustworthy and loyal, but on the other, he's a lunatic living in his own mind. As I follow Damon out of the packhouse and towards the car, I wonder if the ideas he brews in his mind are good. Who am I kidding, it's a complete mess, and we will definitely get to hear a word or two from Nero later, but I need that damn gift. I'm dead-set on my goal. Nero won't spend any birthday without a gift from me, yet, I still have to figure out what I could give him. The man has everything and more. Damon pulls me out of my thoughts as he opens the car door for me. I nod and sit in the passenger seat as he hums a melody. Once we're both inside, buckled up and ready to con
ZenoNero had to stay in the hospital for observations, but since we just learned about our early parenthood, he sent me back to our bedroom to rest. I wanted to stay in the hospital, but he kept insisting I needed proper rest, so I caved in.Honestly, I am tired beyond limits; I didn't want to show it, so I wouldn't worry Nero, but I'm pretty sure he can see past my walls at this point. As I walk down the halls, the pack members, every single one, who crosses my path, congratulate me. I exaggerated when I said Damon told everyone, but it seems like every little lie can hold the truth. Though a smile spreads across my lips at each kind word coming from them, I can't help but wonder what reaction my father might have. Nero is right; my father is a dick and always has been one, but that doesn't mean he's not my father anymore. I can't choose a parent, and so it happens the cards given to me by life aren't the best, yet, it is what it is. As much as I hope he would be happy to become