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Chapter 2 - A Bitter Realisation

Daylight shone down on me, peeking through the gaps of the leaves. I blinked slowly as I tried to regain my bearings.

I glanced around and realised I was in my favourite spot in the garden. All was well until I felt a throbbing from my back and noticed the jet black jacket in my hands.

My face flushed from the realisation of what happened yesterday and I moved to toss the jacket. However, just like yesterday, my body refused to obey my orders.

I sighed and ran a hand through my ash grey hair. I threw on my clothes as I straightened it out and headed for the main house.

Surely the party was over by now. I didn't feel like talking to anyone today.

The walk back to the main house felt excruciatingly long. My lower back was throbbing and the trickling from my ass made me hyper aware of myself.

I tried moving quickly and nearly fell flat on my face. I furrowed my brows and glanced around to make sure no one saw me.

I breathed in sharply when all of a sudden I caught the same scent as the one from last night. My breath caught in my throat as I held onto the railing to stabilise myself.

I glanced upwards and felt my breath hitch as my mind started to muddle up once again. Red...

He stood at the top of the staircase leading to the main house. Our eyes met and my body felt hotter. My face flushed and I struggled to breath as I stumbled to the side of the railings.

The people behind him seemed to be saying something but I couldn't care less. My eyes were only fixated on him.

He seemed to fidget about, uncertain of what course of action to take. I reached out a hand towards him and that was probably what made up his mind.

Red walked towards me, almost running towards me, as he lifted me up in his arms. I sighed as I breathed in his scent and pressed my face against his chest.

"The scent is becoming a problem.... Tell me where to take you..." Red muttered in my ear.

"A-anywhere...." I sighed as I couldn't think straight.

"That's not helpful..." Red muttered lowly before glancing over his shoulders.

"Master Ash is unwell. I'll bring him in to rest." Red said as he put me down and took off his coat.

He wrapped me snugly in it before lifting me up once more, making his way past the crowd of people at the entrance.

"Master Ash... Where is your room?" Red asked as he made his way to the corridor of the second floor.

"At the... end... of the hall..." I said as I snuggled closer to his chest.

Something was wrong. I don't know what... I don't usually act like this...

***

Red slammed open my room door, carrying me inside before kicking the door shut. He then tossed me on the bed as he ran his fingers through his hair exasperatedly.

His expression was as disheveled as yesterday but he held a certain amount of reason in his eyes as he moved towards the door.

"S-suppresents... don't you have those?" Red asked as he dropped to the floor, leaning against the door as he held his face in his hand.

"I... don't need those. The best alphas are those who can maintain a level head and decorum no matter the situation." I said as I sat myself up to look at him.

"Shit. Are you serious? I... haah... can't... breathe... The scent... is making my head spin." Red said as he covered his nose and mouth, gazing at me with his glazed eyes.

"What... scent? I don't... I only smell.... you... uh... um..." I stopped short in my sentence when I realised what I was about to say.

My heart hammered in my chest as I shook my head in denial. I glanced at him once more from the corner of my eyes and caught sight of the bulge in his pants.

I swallowed hard as my mind grew hazier and muddled. It felt almost as if I were drowning at the bottom of a lake.

"It... feels hot..." I muttered as my body grew warmer.

It seems like whenever we came into close contact, it gets worse. I could barely think straight.

"I... better leave. Lock the door and don't let anyone in. You can relieve yourself while I get my dose of suppressants for us." Red said as he stood to open the door.

My body moved on its own and somehow, in one way or another, I was holding onto his waist. He flinched under my touch but soften into it as he pressed my hands down.

"I... Won't make the same mistake as last night. That..."

"M-mistake...?" I blurted out as I felt a semblance of rationality returning to me.

"So... just stay here. Don't let anyone in." Red said as he patted my head and exited the room.

I stared at the door handle as I felt my mind spin.

What did he mean? What was this feeling? We are practically strangers... why do I... Feel like I've been betrayed and abandoned?

The warm feeling dissipated as I felt myself losing consciousness. The door handle rattled and slowly twisted before everything faded to black.

***

I awoke sometime in the evening with my older brother standing by my bed. He had an unreadable expression on his face.

I glanced up at him and put on a sheepish smile when he burst into tears. He fell to the bed and wrapped me into a tight embrace as he wailed beside me.

"Oh, my poor brother... Why is fate so cruel..."

I didn't understand what he meant until my mother entered the room. She had a look filled with woe as tears spilled down her face.

She rushed to my side and stroked my cheek before whispering in a low volume. "No matter where you are... you will always be my son... I love you Ash."

"Me too.... My darling baby brother. Henry will always love you. Even if you are an omega." Henry said as he patted my back.

Huh? What?

"H-huh...?" I blurted out and blinked stupidly at them as I tried to process the situation in my head.

"I... I'm a what?"

"Son... you're an omega... and... you know our family motto is... I... I'm so sorry I cannot help you any further." my mother said as she handed me a bank book and a brown document file.

I stared at it before taking them. My hands shivered as I unwinded the string to open the file.

Upon reading the content, I felt as if the world beneath my feet crumbled. Is this why... father was the only one not present in the room?

Who knew a single paper could possibly dictate the life of a person?