Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mark Me Yours: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

“LEAVE HIM ALONE!” Scott roared. His blood was rushing in his ears. After he sent the first guy flying, he threw the second to the floor. He shouldn’t have left his Rayan alone, no matter the circumstances. This was his fault, as much as the accident was his fault. If he had taken charge and been a REAL alpha, none of this would have happened! He could have marked his Rayan by force MONTHS ago, and none of this would have happened! There were nervous murmurs from the onlookers. Why hadn’t any of them tried to help HIS Rayan? Security came in shortly after, demanding to know what was going on. Scott was ready to blow up at them too, for not coming sooner. Weren’t they supposed to keep shit like this from happening? Before he even had a chance to open his mouth, he felt a tug on his sleeve. He turned quickly, ready to beat as much ass as he needed to, to find that it was Rayan trying to get his attention. His Raya

Gail and Rayan were thoroughly engrossed in their activity, when Rayan’s phone rang in the other room. Gail went to get it no questions asked, and helped Rayan by putting it on speaker for him when he asked her to. Rayan already knew who it was from the ringtone, and Michael’s voice came out clear and urgent from the speaker: “Dude! I need your help! It’s an emergency!” Rayan’s heart dropped. What else could go wrong today? “Michael? Are you okay? What’s wrong?” “I need you to teach me how to go down on a dick!” Michael insisted. “It’s a matter of life and death! You said you were good at oral, right?” “Mick… you do know you’re on speaker, right…?” “What’s the big deal? Scott knows I know you got the skills! I really need this favor! You’ve got to

Dating Michael was proving… interesting. It’d been nearly a month since their disaster of a first date, and Edwardo still caught his heart skipping beats around the tiny male omega. Michael’s smile should be considered a certified drug. And the way Michael’s nose crinkled when he laughed? All Edwardo knew was that it did things to him. And then there were the photos Michael had put out of him decorating a gingerbread house after getting his hair redone… Edwardo was smitten. Head over heels. And due to some unfortunate occurrences within the city he now had a very valid reason to be around Michael as much as possible. With the holidays literally right around the corner, it had taken a murder for the city to officially issue an omega curfew and increase security. His father had even gone on tv to deliver the news of the curfew himself, citing that the safety of omegas is and always has been his top priority.

Michael hid a cheeky grin behind a handful of popcorn as Edwardo set the movie up. This was MUCH more preferable than having a beanbag chair to himself! He snuggled in a little deeper, using Edwardo’s chest as a pillow. He could easily hear Eddie’s rapid heartbeat. And if he wasn’t mistaken, something was definitely trying to get stiff underneath him. He wouldn’t say he purposely shifted his weight to tease that particular spot some more, but to be honest that’s exactly what he did. Edwardo tried to force himself to calm down. He tried to tell himself that cuddling was a normal couple thing to do. He told himself this was no big deal, that it was no different than when Essie wanted to get in his lap. Speaking of which, Ms. Princess Bonita Esperanza decided she needed to get in on the love too, and tried to join the two of them in the beanbag. “Sorry girl, one at a time.” Edwardo

Michael zoned out the entire ride home. He wasn’t even bothered about the safety concerns or the omega curfew, all he knew was that in that moment, he wanted to be wherever Edwardo wasn’t. He almost didn’t realize when the rideshare had pulled up in front of his house, but an awkward prompt from the driver woke him up enough for him to leave the vehicle and shuffle inside. His parents weren’t home. He somewhat remembered them saying something about having a work sponsored holiday party tonight... Oh well. He didn’t really want to be around anyone right now anyway. His clothes were damp from where he fell in the snow, and he wanted a shower more than anything. He wanted to scrub off the feeling of Edwardo’s hands on his body. Speaking of, his phone had been going off almost nonstop. He’d put it on silent in the car, but all the calls and messages were coming from the same number.