ZenoI have no idea why I could even assume that Nero didn't want me. He's always so sincere, so open and mindful of everything I want or do; there's no way a man like that couldn't have feelings for me. Maybe there's something wrong with me, not the other way around. Everyone knows how my father is, and better than any pack member, I know how much he loves to remind me of how useless I am. Sure, maybe having a son who won't bring heirs is useless to him, but that doesn't mean that I can't live my life as I want to. Everyone deserves to take their own life into their hands and do as they please, even if the choices are utterly ridiculous, and for once, I will do what I think is best for me. And now, I know who is best for me. Nero is. My husband keeps going out of his way to do things for me, and I'd be a fool if I let go of someone as amazing as he is. However, despite the good qualities of my husband, there is one thing I won't do on the spot, and that is to have more sex. Don't
Zeno I throw Nero an apologetic glance as my father grips my wrist and pulls me out of my bedroom. His hold is so tight that I'm sure he will leave bruises. Yet, despite that, I allow him to drag me around like a rag doll for the sole fact of who he is. This man created me, brought me up and taught me the most important lessons in my life, so I can't dismiss him as if he weren't there from the very beginning. The bottom line is that I have respect for him even if he mistreats me or tries to lie only because he is my dad. Not everyone is as lucky as I am, some kids grow up without a father figure in their lives, so I guess I should appreciate what I have.My father shoves me inside his office and slams the door shut. His face and neck are bright red while he's struggling to breathe. I almost freak out, but once I remember this is his usual behaviour in moments of intense rage, I decide to step back. "You," he roars as his eyes settle on me. "You, ungrateful, selfish fucking brat. A
TW: THIS CHAPTER MIGHT APPEAR DISTURBING TO SOME READERS. /r*pe & human trafficing mentioned./Alpha HadesAt first, I thought I could ruffle old Silver's feathers by giving them some privacy and then walking in on their conversation. God, how fucking stupid I was to think Zeno would be fine with that man since that's his father and all that bullshit. I should have thought about the possible consequences since my best friend had already told me how shitty father Silver has been. Someone who belittles and hates their child about something the child in question can't control or has no power over is beyond fucking pathetic. I've heard many excuses and shit- the religious beliefs and bullshit up that highway, but no beliefs will change the fact that the person fucking chooses to be a goddamn dick. God, Jesus, and whoever else sits up in that imaginary paradise of theirs never spoke ill of gays, so why would people come up with bullshit like that? But now, aside from already irritating
Alpha SilverHe knows. How?How did he figure it out? There's no way someone told him because no one knows it, no one but me, and I definitely didn't tell shit to this man. I'm not that stupid. I gulp and look up at the eyes blazing in anger and disgust. Who does he think he is? The King's bastard? Sure, that he is, but he has no power over anyone, he is the disowned son no one wanted or needed, so if anything, I still stand higher. I don't give a shit about the power he holds in his pack or how many territories he has taken over because, at the end of the day, I stand where I was supposed to stand from the day I was born. Still, he runs around and takes everything he wants like an ill-behaved kid who steals candy from others because his parents refused to buy him one. My heart rate fastens when fucking Rogue Alpha gets a little closer and inhales more of my scent. Those have to be the new suppressants that don't work. "Does your son knows? Should we call him back here and discuss
ZenoI don't think I did the right thing by leaving my father behind with Nero, given how hot-tempered my husband is, but my father didn't think of me when he slapped me, right?If he isn't thinking about my well-being, why should I think about him? I didn't do anything to deserve being treated so poorly; if anything, I did all I could to ensure his deal would work out as he planned. So why now, all of a sudden, is he so triggered about the fact that I let Nero mark me? I knew the possibility was there when I agreed to sleep with him without protection, so the decision was as much mine as it was Neros, even if my husband doesn't think so. I bring my hand to my neck and trace my fingers over the mark. The weird tingling sensation makes me smile. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with the man who marked me; it must be love. Speaking of which, regardless of what Nero's doing, I need to follow through with his request. I enter the kitchen and greet the cooks. I missed those ladies; they alw
Alpha HadesI should've known there was no reason to trust Damon. The guy is my best friend, my second in command, but also a complete dumbass when it comes to relationships. Ha, funny because his advice is the only one I listen to. Alright, but I have a reason for that since this has to be the first ever relationship I've been so invested in. It's not only because of marriage, even though I believe marriage is an important thing done only by people who really love each other, but in our case, it's irrelevant. Zeno and I, what we have is more than a paper that binds us in front of legal power and all. I love that man more than he can imagine. Here I am, the Rogue Alpha, the monster and the King's bastard to everyone outside our circle, but for him, I'm so much more. I never thought someone could look at me the way he does, let alone a man. And maybe all those thoughts are what pisses me off on top of everything that already happened. Zeno is in the car behind the one I had to take
Beta DamonMy eyes widen; some colour probably drains from my face as I gape at my best friend. Now, he's not the Alpha or the man who has managed to turn the pack system upside down; no, he's Nero, the best friend in the whole world and the man who needs my support more than ever. Did he really just say what I think he said? Is Zeno dying? He's an Alpha, but in our pack, he is our Luna now, so I feel the ping of pain hit my heart the moment the thought of possibly losing him crosses my mind. Acting on instinct, I wrap my arms around Nero and pull him into a tight hug. "Cry, brother, let it all out and then we can figure out this mess. He's not dying; he won't fucking die. I won't allow it. If I can do anything about this, I sure as shit will."I've known Nero for decades, and though he isn't a man who's ashamed of his emotions and feelings, this is the first time I see him break down like this. I was there when the whole mess with his asshole of a father went down, and even then, N
ZenoIt's not fair. Whatever Nero has planned, it's not fair. I get it, I've never been the most wanted bachelor around these lands or whatever, but since we wed, I would rather take my responsibilities seriously. Maybe he thinks I told him I love him in the heat of a moment, which isn't true. I love that man and probably will love him till the end of my days, so I believe it would be better if he let me stay near during his rut.I'm not a gentle, breakable, fragile being who couldn't take it rough if he needed me. Isn't the whole purpose of being married, and now also mated, to support each other and never leave each other's side? Instead, he left, God knows where, and I'm stuck in the hospital with Damon. Unlike me, mister, 'I'll never take off my crocs, even if someone threatens to kill me' has full freedom, and he keeps disappearing somewhere at least three times each day while I rot in my hospital bed. Truth to be told, I didn't think I could survive without those pills, but
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