Alpha HadesI tried to stay calm. I tried to keep my cool. I fucking tried.No more, though. Everything was fine, amazing even; the thing with Zeno, his attitude and his closeness. Part of me dared to believe we were getting close, but as we approached the line-up of pack members and that bitch spoke up, I lost my cool. Maybe Zeno didn't hear her, which I'd understand since he's out of it, too worried about the missing pills, but I heard what she said, and that's enough for me to snap. No bitch will stand in front of me and talk shit about my spouse. Every pack has different laws and ways to deal with troublemakers, but so do we. One of the most important things we value is equality. It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman; we're equal and face the same consequences. That's the reason why I approached the woman and hit her. Judging by Zeno's gasp, he's not used to such methods, but it's clear by the surrounding pack members that they didn't expect less from me. Everyone has
Zeno What on earth is wrong with that man? I get it, I really do, he's trying his best to help me with this whole theft situation, but he's overstepping any reasonable way of dealing with the situation. I don't believe these women- I was there, I know what they said and did, but I still can't support Nero's decision. As his back disappears from view and Damon takes the first step towards the woman, I clear my throat. "Damon, as the Alpha's husband, do I have a say in this pack?" My voice is a little shaky, but I try my best to stay calm. Damon arches an eyebrow at me, glances at the two women, who seem puzzled, and grins, "Indeed you do, Alpha's wife." That asshole. Are they ever going to stop with the wife joke, or do I have to endure the suffering until the deal is over? God, help me. I roll my eyes, take a deep breath and glance at the terrified women. "In that case, I'd like to challenge his decision and come up with a more appropriate punishment. They are women; it'd be
Alpha Hades I can't find the right words to express how damn angry I am. I've been close to the edge a couple of times, but my wife has a talent for knocking me over with ease. It's like Zeno doesn't have to try to cross my boundaries. But even though I stormed off like an angry child, I didn't leave. I stop by the tree and lean against it so that no one can see me. I have to calm down before I do something I'll surely regret. Zeno and I grew up in different conditions, so it's understandable that he finds it difficult to understand my point of view and vice versa. The way the Silver Moons work is foreign to my people. The way we deal with things here may seem unheard of to Zeno. As I glance at my wife, I notice he is talking to Damon, and my Beta is looking at me. I have no idea what they're discussing, but I have a feeling that Zeno will try to negotiate with Damon. Funny, I'd be angry if anyone else tried to question my decision, but Zeno makes me feel kind of proud. Has h
Zeno"I'm sure you're aware of what I'm about to do to you." Nero grins at me as if he just hit the Jackpot. I can't explain the tightening in my chest- it's either pure excitement or fear, but I can't comprehend which of the two it is. The way he looks at me is out of the world experience. I've never met anyone whose eyes spoke more than their words. And although Nero does his best to be this unmovable, emotionless man, there's so much more to him than he's willing to admit. It's not just how he looks at me but how he holds me and touches me. Everything about him brings me to the edge I didn't dream of getting near. Sometimes I feel like my heart is numb, like it died a long time ago. But it's moments like these when Nero smiles at me or looks at me with that longing in his eyes. That's when I feel ready to sing out loud as if no one's listening. Every time he does things like that, I have to remind myself we're stuck in a business deal, and nothing about us has to be real; we'r
Alpha HadesEverything I say up to the point where another offer leaves my lips seems to freak out my wife. But as soon as the words, "Since I'm in a good mood, I don't mind sucking you off; just say the word, and you got it, baby," leave my lips; Zeno looks at me as if I've just grown another head before his eyes. His cheeks flush brighter than I've seen, and God, if that's not the most adorable look I've seen on his face. No matter what he says or thinks about me, I'm fucked, so damn fucked. I'm obsessed with this man- every move he makes, every damn facial expression and emotion he shares with me. Fuck the deal, fuck the revenge and territories I've been trying to gain control over; only he matters. All he has to do is say the word, and I'll stop everything I've been doing. He wants me to stop going after pathetic excuses of an Alphas? Fucking done. He doesn't want to watch me take over any more territories? Baby, you got it. He wants me to isolate myself from every man and wom
Alpha Hades I fucking love the expression on Zeno's face. The adorable frown and confusion create the perfect blend of pure innocence that I want to ruin. I, Nero Hades, admit that I want to ruin my beautiful wife, destroy him and put him back together piece by piece. I want to worship, praise and use his body until he is so broken that he can't think of any other man but me. Oh, the things I'd do to that body and that sarcastic but surprisingly skilful mouth. But alas, it's too early to bring out the big guns. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, a moment to myself and some inner pep talk. 'Breathe, Hades, fucking breathe and focus on one step at a time. You're a married man; Zeno won't leave your side, do the right thing and give him time to open up to you.' Damn, the 'open up' part doesn't help me at all. Why is it that every time Zeno is next to me, my mind has to sink down into the gutter and settle there? I'm worse than a teenage boy, barely hitting puberty. When
Alpha HadesZeno was right. The pack members do give me funny looks, but I don't think it's because I was particularly loud in the shower. I can't rid myself of the wide grin on my lips, and I swear to the Moon Goddess herself that I'm beaming like an idiot. My wife, that sexy, sassy, cute as fuck man, stirs up feelings that I never dreamed of. With my hands hidden in the pockets of my pants, I stride toward my office, which is where I believe Damon is waiting for me. Like an absolute fool, I almost walk past the door; my mind is overtaken by the beautiful man waiting in my bed and all the things I plan to do with him. Zeno has another thing coming his way if he thinks I'll let him off the hook that easily. The least thing I can do, and have to do, is to return the favour. I open the door to my office, and as expected, Damon's pacing back and forth like a lunatic. At first, I didn't think my Beta had any real reason to come looking for me. I know Damon, he'd use every chance he ge
ZenoWhat on earth was I thinking? God, how am I going to explain everything I did and said in the shower?Well, I've already established that Nero is near impossible to resist, but today, he proved to me there's more to him than that tempting body and domineering aura. Nero stood up for me like no one ever has before. Sure, his initial behaviour and decision were way over the top, but the way he came back, held me and stood up for me was impressive. Then, he had to bring me here and kiss the breath out of me, claiming my lips as if they were his primary source of life. Our encounter sounds like a dream come true, a damn fairytale scenario and all, but I keep forgetting who I am and where I stand when it comes to this man.I'm an Alpha. The last thing Alphas do is get down on their knees for someone, and blowing another Alpha is not exactly the most leader-like quality a man can have. I groan, reach for the pillow and pull it over my face. How am I supposed to face him now? And w
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