41.Hari was in a rut. They had never planned for this and the two never thought that it could happen and so soon at that. But Ravi guessed now that Hari had found his mate, he couldn't help it and it was eventually inevitable. How did it come to be? One of the omegas working in Hari's part of the house (he worked for Hari's dad to be precise) got his heat without knowing. He was a twenty something omega who hadn't found a mate yet and he had never got his heat since he hadn't found his mate. The other wolves always called him abnormal because he truly was. So, this day, it was after training and Hari went to his room and entered his bathroom. He found the omega there folding his clothes and then the strong smell of pheromones hit his nostrils. He wasn't as strong as Ravi when it came to self control and he, being a normal alpha, looked at the omega with his eyes already turning in colour."Are you on heat?" Hari asked as he walked nearer. He didn't know what it was but his l
Ravi and Hari both were on the bed naked and Ravi was ecstatic.He wasn't happy that his man almost fell into the hands of another man neither was he happy that it triggered Hari's rut. What he was happy about was that Hari hadn't gone all the way because then, he would have killed someone. Only he was allowed to touch Hari. He was also ecstatic because he was finally going to mark his mate. That would prevent future tragedies like the one that just almost happened. "Do you want me?" He teased Hari as he kissed his neck. "Stop talking," Hari said with a muddled voice. The kissing had triggered the heat again and if Ravi didn't satisfy him and soon, he felt like he would melt. They kissed and rolled on the bed until Ravi went down on Hari. He made Hari lie facing down and then raised his thighs and made sure that that perky flesh was there for him to please. He kissed Hari on those two mounds as he stroked Hari's already erect member and all Hari could do was moan and groan an
The Year 1417, The Fourth Month of the Year Phil ran as fast as his tired legs could carry him. He couldn't believe that a powerful mage like him was running away for his life. He was one of the most respected wizards of his time in Light Magic Realm and he had received the Order of Merlin, one of the titles given to the most powerful only. But now, here he was; hiding and running for his life. How things change. But he ran with a smile. It was all worth it. Did he regret? Maybe not. Phil was born to the warlock of their time. His father was powerful but he didn't agree with what the King of the day was doing. The king had killed a lot of warlocks who had refused to do his bidding: sacrifice people experimenting with magic to make himself immortal. They made it clear that no one could do that as it was the gods of light who gave them the magic they used. Phil's father was among the warlocks killed at that time. He was eight and felt helpless. It was his mother who gave him the will
The Year 2032, JanuaryRavi woke up with a start. He was having yet another bad dream. He tried moving and he hissed in pain. He had forgotten that his body was injured and he was still sore. Last night, he received yet another bad beating from his father Philip: the Alpha of the Moon Light Pack. Why was he beaten though? He couldn't remember. The beatings had become so numerous that he barely left tabs nowadays. Ravi can't even remember why he got beaten as at many other times. This was because he was always even beaten for the smallest of mistakes. Last night it was something his step sister had accused him of. His father never listened to him. It didn't matter that Ravi was an alpha and the first son of the family. No. His step mother made sure that he never forgot his place in the clan: the lowest of them all in the pack. And Ravi, resigned to his fate, had agreed even without words. He carried royal blood but he was treated worse than a servant. This was because he worked withou
Ravi entered the big kitchen and did what he was good at: clean and cook. Today was one of those days he didn't have to cook any complicated dishes and he was thankful because he wasn't really feeling like it today. He wished he had another option. Maybe like refusing to cook with no consequences. But it was just that: a wish. He brewed coffee first and left it in the machine to brew well for at least one hour like was the Luna's preference. He then lit the fire and started cooking scrambled eggs. All he had to do was chop tomatoes and onions and then fry some bacon, make some tea and he would be done. They would eat bread today and he thanked heavens that they had bread delivered. If it was scones, he had to bake them himself and madam Luna liked them hot.He cooked very fast and by six thirty in the morning, everything was arranged at the long dining table. Plates, cutrely, food (a lot of it) which included scrambled eggs, bacon and bread. There was tea in flasks and coffee, lots of
His mother's smile was the last smile Ravi had ever seen in this house and since then, everyone was either slapping, shouting or giving him commands. Thus, when Hari smiled at him, he was both surprised and startled. He didn't know why anyone would be nice to him and he was thus wary. "I... I... I will... do it," Ravi said warily but Hari was stronger and he held him as he insisted on helping him. He helped the boy dress his wounds and asked him to sleep. He could see that Ravi was in a bad state and Hari wanted to help him. "Sleep for a while. You will be better when you wake up," he said but Ravi shook his head. How could he? "No. You know I can't. I have a lot to do. I don't want another beating. P-please, let me go," he said as he stood up with difficulty and Hari didn't know why but the sight made his heart ache. He wanted to help this boy but he didn't know how. "Let me help you today. I will do the housework for you," he said and Ravi looked at him like a monster. "You... Y
Phil woke up with a headache. What he knew was that he was dead and he couldn't have been reborn in his own body. He would kill himself again if he did. He struggled to open his eyes and wondered why it was so painful. He could feel someone petting his hair and a warm liquid was being poured on his face. He struggled and it was ready hard. He couldn't even move a single rash.His insides were on fire and the headache was numbing. He tried lifting his hand to touch His forehead so as to soothe it and his hand felt like lead. It was all so painful. He struggled and finally his eyes were open. Then the light assaulted his eyes and that stung and hurt his head like hell. He blinked to adjust to the light and then he focused though the pain was making it difficult. Then he saw that face. The face he so wanted to see. The face he so missed. But the bearer of that face was bent and crying. He realised that the warm liquid was coming from the other boy's eyes. He was crying while holding him.
When Phil died and cast the spell hoping for a second chance in life, he wasn’t sure that it would work. This was because he had fought for a very long time and his mana was already almost depleted and he was exhausted. He had thus used his last remaining powers and hoped that one day, no matter what realm and what time, he would be reunited with his beloved. Even if he was to be born as a mere human with no powers at all, Phil did not care as long as the man who brought light into his life and made his heart beat again was going to be there with his again. That was all he wished for. And here he was: with his Joe, sorry Hari, again. He couldn’t believe that the gods had favoured him this much. From what he had gathered from his host’s memories, he and Hari were just acquaintances, they weren’t close. He was thus surprised that he woke to Hari crying over Ravi’s lifeless body. He wondered why and also wondered whether he should ask but he decided against it. He didn’t want to scare Ha