Zeno povBy the time Nero's done with his speech, he's panting for breath, and my heart is beating so violently that I fear it might leave my body. Tears well in my eyes as I look into the sincerity behind his. Nero's opening his heart to me, his whole world, yet I'm still too big of a coward to admit what I want and need. Every word he says- he means it. The mix of romantic, obsessed and brutal, in his words, is honest. I let out a shaky breath, unsure if he needs a verbal answer, but once he crashes his lips on mine again, I know he's just as scared of the words that might leave my lips as I am. We're both scared of rejection, the possibility that whatever we built up in our bubble might pop and reveal the ugly truth of reality.Yet, as scared as I am, I know my heart and body ache for this man. The monster I've feared for months became the very man who is the source of every smile and happiness I feel. Nero completes me in ways I never thought would be imaginable, let alone pos
Alpha HadesI let Zeno back to his feet and hold him until I'm sure he has enough balance not to fall. Sometimes, when I carry him around, even for a little, he manages to trip over his own feet, which is something I don't need to happen while we're in the shower. Showers are dangerous as they are; so many accidents happen when people slip, and if I'm here to prevent Zeno from getting hurt, that's precisely what I am going to do. He turns his back to me, so I quickly take off my wet clothes and toss them in the corner of the shower. I can pick them up from here later, but right now, some pieces of fabric are the last thing I should focus on. While Zeno stands under the stream of water, with his eyes closed, I can't help but admire the perfection before me. Never in my life had I thought I might fall in love with a man, but this particular man has turned my life upside down and made it better. These days, they go far too fast whenever he's around, yet I still wake up with a smile o
Zeno When Nero snatches the bottle of lube from me and shakes his head, my eyes nearly pop out. Does he have no idea I must get prepared if I don't want to be injured during such a simple act as sex?I want this man, I really do, but if he assumes he can go in raw and the only lubricant he needs is his saliva, he has another thing coming for him. I get it, Nero has mainly slept with women, and far too many straight or bisexual guys don't waste time doing research once they decide to sleep with another man, but even that isn't an excuse to hurt the other person. However, once Nero speaks up, I think I might have a stroke. "I'll do it. I want all in, baby." Did he just say what I think he did? I watch my husband pop open the lube bottle and squeeze a generous amount of it on his fingers, covering them completely. He places the bottle on the bed, close enough to stay within his reach and grins at me. "Baby, I need you to spread your legs and lift them," Nero instructs me. Now, I'm
Alpha HadesOnce Zeno falls asleep, I cover his frame with the sheets, lean over him to press my lips to his temple, get dressed and leave the room. I don't feel even a little bit human anymore. How could I go so far? How could I do that to the one person that managed to take my heart without trying? I can't look at myself anymore. I'm not a man, not a damn Alpha; I'm a fucking piece of shit for what I did. The first thing I should do would be to find his piece of shit father and show that fucker his place, but until I get back into the right headspace, it's better to avoid any kind of confrontation. So, instead of taking a turn towards the hall that leads to the main office of the packhouse, I take the right turn and walk towards the door I know leads out to the gardens. Zeno's pack members bow as I pass by them, and some even go as far as to try to hide the moment I come into their view. If only those unlucky fuckers knew the man they admire is more of a monster than I could eve
ZenoI try to stretch, but something heavy and quite massive holds my body so tightly that I can't move. My eyes shoot open in panic, but once they focus on Nero's beautiful face, my heart rate calms down. I watch him in awe, completely dumbstruck about his presence in my bed. Of all the things that could happen, all the outcomes and possibilities, waking up in his arms after we had sex was the last thing on my mind. Honestly, I feared it might happen, but at the same time, the possibility of waking up alone was the only possibility I saw. No way I'd say out loud that Nero would be the man to stay with me after he got what he wanted, but I'm happy I was wrong. "Good morning, beautiful," Nero's gruff voice startles me, yet I find myself admiring how damn hot he sounds when he's still half asleep. "How did you know I was awake?" I ask as the butterflies start a whole atomic war in the pit of my stomach. I never dared to dream that I might have this. A real relationship, a marriage
Alpha Hades"Nero?" Zeno calls my name behind me, and my body instantly tenses. I don't have it in me to turn around and face him now, especially after what I did. I know Damon thinks Zeno won't be angry at me, but I can't help but think he will rip my head off for being so thoughtless and taking his choices. This was a decision we were supposed to make together, but instead, I took his voice, I took his life, and though I'm happy he's mine for good, I still feel like shit. I had no right to do this, husband or not, but I still had no right. "Nero, please look at me," Zeno whispers as his hand slowly slides up my arm and stops on my shoulder. I suck in a sharp, deep breath and shake my head. "I'm sorry, baby," I whisper, doubting my own voice. If I turn around, I have no idea how Zeno might react and look at me after his newfound scar. If I were a little bit smarter, I would have done as much as voiced the need to mark him. In that case, Zeno would know what to expect or at leas
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
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