"I'm surprised to see you here, Alex; it's been a year since I last saw you. Now look at you; you've become mature and successful." Man mentioned between mouthfuls. Well, he really wants to beat the sh*t out of Alex, but he respects Ashly and never questions Ashly's decisions. Ashly always manages everything alone, and Man, whatever Ashly is doing now, she can manage it well. They'd all sat down for an amicable dinner. It had been nice when it first started, but there was too much eating going on for them to talk, and now that they were down to the last few bites, it seemed the opportunity for conversation had come up. "Ashly doesn't usually like to take work home with her. She always works hard, but when she enters her home, it's only her and her family." Man didn't mention Adom because it's not his place. "I've become an exception, it seems," Alex replied with a vague smirk. Under the table, Ashly kicked a heel into Alex's shin, drawing a hiss that Alex was forced to hide behin

Alex wasn't done yet. His pace picked up. "Alex," Ashly gasped as the Alpha continued pounding into her, pushing her past pleasure and into ecstasy. She barely registered reaching up or the Alpha falling into his arms. Alex held his little omega body close as he pistoned forward. His hips rolled in again and again until pleasure built to an impossible height and then blew past it. Alex growled when the knot at the base of his cock swelled too thick to pull out, not for want of trying. He gave Ashly a few more shallow thrusts before her body stilled with a shudder. Ashly let out a breathy moan when Alex locked inside her, stretching her as much as he could. The knotting was quickly followed by a hot sensation as her insides were coated in the alpha's thick seed. Ashly's eyes rolled back and closed as she hummed. Utter satisfaction. Their heaving breaths filled the otherwise quiet space between them. Gradually, Alex lifted Ashly into his arms. With his grip wrapped around the Omega's

Sebestian was watching Allen nervously during his first few bites, trying to pretend he was enjoying the food himself. In fact, he was too nervous to pay attention to the taste, other than finding it bland and lacking. He was chewing slowly, taking small mouthfuls with his chopsticks from each dish until he had tried every one of them. Only then did he tilt his head slightly to the side and give him a look of honest surprise. Allen's biological father came to meet her one day, apologized to Allen, and told her how he wanted her when he and her mother got divorced but couldn't. Because Allen's mother blames him for taking drugs, the court even ordered him not to meet Allen. Allen cried hard and hugged her father, and now she hates her mother even more, but when her father got to know about Sebestian, he was not happy. But he can't do anything but accept their relationship. It's been three years since he always came to meet his beloved daughter, bringing many gifts and food. Sebest

"I am going to fight for her again, Sam". Sam can hear determination in his brother's voice. Sam, who is now on tour with his bandmates, is talking to his brother; it's been a long time since they talked to each other. "Are you sure, brother? It's been seven years, you know, and you can't just." "She is my mate, Sam, my true mate, and I want her, and I hope you also realize your mistake soon." Sam didn't say anything, and he just cut the call; he doesn't like to talk about Monika. Not after what Sam did to her. Sam shook his head and sat on the sofa. He still had half an hour before the concert started. He smiles and remembers his first meeting with Monika. Flashback:- Sam POV:- If you've never felt like a ticking time bomb, it's unlikely that you'll be able to relate to any of my nonsense. If you never felt like you were about to get caught in the eye of a storm, the motherfucking storm being something made up only in your sick mind, then you won't get it either. Call me over-

One thing Sam also realized was that the other seemed to have developed some sort of crush on him. It was hard not to notice how she would blush when she got caught staring, or the way her breath seemed a little bit erratic whenever they had their bodies pressed together on the small sofa in the recreation room, or even her habit of always sharing Sam's cigarettes instead of simply asking for one. Despite his careless vibe, Sam was far from dense; actually, silent people are usually born observers who can take notice of the smallest details regarding their surroundings as well as easily see right through people. Up to this day, this ability hasn't really done anything for him other than provide a front-row view of the ugliness of this world and its people, which made life itself seem rather unappealing to him, despite all his efforts to enjoy it like a guy his age was supposed to. Nonetheless, now that he had taken an interest in anyone other than himself, it finally started to feel mo