The tension in the bedroom was palpable between the two angry omegas cornered on the bottom of the bed and the alpha uncertain of his future actions. He had to be careful in his choice of words and not raise his voice. If anyone heard him scream, the person would come back to the room, and rumours would start to ring out.
"I admit I wasn't touchy in bringing up this subject," Nyx admitted as he grabbed the curled black bedspread.
"You're an alpha," Foud spat, hugging the pillow he was holding to his chest. "You are not delicate."
"What a prejudice. I can say that omegas are weak."
"Hmm."
"You see what it feels like."
"You have always considered me frail. I know for a fact that you are talking behind my back!"
"Yes, we do, sometimes."
"Ah, I knew that!"
"But we're just talking about what we can do to make you stop telling us we can't understand you because we're not the same type. You might not realize it, but sometimes you say hurtful things."
"Is it going to be my fault now?!"
"I didn't say that. I'm trying to make you understand that sometimes we just feel like we are animals to you."
"When you have your heat or smell like an omega, you owe animals."
"It's instinct. You know, sometimes you should ask yourself if it's not difficult for us. There is nothing pleasant in losing your sanity because someone has released pheromones despite themselves and not realizing when you become violent. It's scary."
"Oh poor little alpha, he wants a handkerchief? He's indeed the one who endures a lot. It's complicated not to jump on the first omegas that pass."
"Foud."
"You have a good place, don't come and complain!"
"The times have changed."
"Yes, and me if I go out alone, I will always be treated like a weak omega who just has to give birth! I haven't decided!"
"Calm down, Foud, you're going to make the weather turn stormy."
"I do not care!"
"Not me. Day is afraid of the storm!"
The god of lightning turned to the second omega. He looked at the dark clouds through the window in front of them. It didn't take long for lightning to slice through the sky, and thunder rumbled heavily right after, causing him to jump and sink into his pillow.
"Ah well, there it is!" Nyx moaned as he put the folded bedspread down before falling back onto the bed.
"I didn't do it on purpose! It's okay, Day, the storm is out. You're not going to get hit," Foud said, putting his hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure you could make him go."
"He is scared."
"You shhh! Look, you just have to reach out and take a little turn to the side thinking hard about what you want to do."
Day reached out his hand like him and did the same little trick he did, but the opposite effect occurred, the storm getting stronger and stronger.
"You have to think hard about what you want to do. It's you who controls it and not the other way around. Imagine that you are squeezing an apple in your hand but not crushing it."
"An Apple?"
"Or a nectarine, whatever the fruit."
"It's good nectarines."
"Yes, it's very juicy. Anyway, imagine you're holding a nectarine that shouldn't be crushed and turn your hand like that."
The young blond obediently obeyed and stretched out his hand again, imagining a fruit in his palm before turning it a quarter of a movement. To the great surprise of Foud and Nyx, the dense and dark clouds began to dissipate and take a lighter shade.
"Ah, who was right? It's me!" Foud said proudly, patting the other omega's shoulder. "Good, you learn fast!"
"Let's go?"
"Yes, the clouds are clearing."
"Wow..."
"Training pays off, soon you can even beat Nyx and Moain during training sessions."
"He progress," admitted the flaming god, turning to them. "Foud you start again, and you will go to sleep outside, in the rain! I hope it does not rain in Inverness. Being soaked will annoy me."
"Like you need the rain to get on your nerves."
"Shut up."
"Are we going to Scotland tonight?" the younger one asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We put a plan in place. Everything is written on the scroll. Since people are coming out of the forest at night, we are going to pick them."
"When are we leaving?"
"Tonight at eight o'clock. We will arrive at Farr House by nine o'clock on our way by vehicle."
"Can you give me the scroll, please?"
Nyx nodded softly and jumped up from the bed before taking the scroll, which he threw at full force at his companion. He stopped him with one hand and didn't notice the smile of the other two as he untied the knot. Subtil and elegant handwriting explained, in detail, the plan of the mission in the specific language of the families of the gods. The small diagram of the emplacement of the forests, represented by a simple fir tree drawn from a triangle, made him smile.
"Little trees drawn like that are cute," he laughed sincerely, looking at Nyx.
"Ah, when you do not know how to draw, you find tricks! I find them very successful."
"They are."
"Sounds perfect to me. I'll bring it back to the others. So they know we've read it, and you're intact!" Foud said after getting off the bed with the scroll.
"You'll beg your pardon for your words too."
"Yeah, that's okay too, no need to remind me, Nyx. You say anything hurtful to him in my absence, and I'll make you regret it."
The god of night and death gave him a casual wave in response and waited for him to come out to climb back up to the bed he shared with Day. He watched him sit down next to him and let his hand rest on his waist.
"Still upset?" the white-haired alpha asked tenderly, tilting his head.
"No, idiot."
"I am an idiot, but I am your idiot."
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Hey!"
Day laughed again and snuggled close to him, hugging his arms around his body when he felt both of his warm hands caress his back. The blond couldn't deny that he loved being around him, feeling his warmth invade his own body and soothe him without words being necessary. The wide-sleeved black silk jacket saw its knot slowly loosen, and the intricately embroidered sleeves with gold thread slid down Day's arms. The straps of his all-white top were undone, and his sword rack was removed. The sudden lack of weight causing the blonde to react.
"What are you trying to do?" he asked, grabbing his hands.
"I'm making you lighter so you can rest a bit."
"I can do it myself."
"I know, But I can do it for you too."
"What an argument, that's impressive."
"I don't want to argue. I want you to stop making that face."
"What head?"
"You're sad."
"I'm not going to hide from you that it doesn't make you indifferent to learn that the person you sleep with died once."
"So what?"
"So what ?! I'm sleeping with someone half-dead, with a walking corpse!"
The flaming god did not understand what he took from him, but he pushed Day violently against the pillows before placing his hands on his knees. He forcibly parted his companion's thighs and stepped forward before placing his hands on either side of his head.
"You can say I'm half dead since that's what I am. Vampires don't come back to life completely. But to say I'm a walking corpse is as hurtful as the other prick who thinks I am "service animal!"" he clarified, leaning towards his companion. "I am not a corpse."
"Excuse me, can you go away?"
"Why? Would you be afraid by any chance?"
"I don't like the way you look at me. So yeah, I'm scared. I feel like you're going to jump on me and kill me!"
"I am already above you."
"Exactly!"
"Day."
"No, I don't want to listen to you."
"You will do it anyway. I know I went about it, badly but if I told you this way or another, you would react the same way. I know it can be confusing, but don't be worry, I am alive too, like you. The only thing which makes us dead is the fact that a fraction of our soul is no longer there, hence why we do not have reflections."
"Really?"
"Yes, Day. I know it's going to take you a while but remember that if it's hard for you to take it, it's even harder to live with it."
"I am sorry."
"You don't have to be. It's up to me to apologize, not the other way around."
The two men didn't dare look at each other, and each turned their heads in an opposite direction, embarrassment colouring their cheeks a subtle red shade. Realizing that he wasn't determined to move, Day put his hands on Nyx's hands and held them up before intermingling his fingers with his. Their eyes met immediately, and the older two leaned down before brushing his lips with his. Feeling no resistance from his companion, he squeezed his fingers between his and slowly moved his lips against his. The kiss was, at first, uncertain and delicate, before drifting towards passion, becoming more and more chaotic between two gasps. Day was the first to break the kiss and looked away, embarrassed.
"Do you know how cute you are when you blush?" Nyx asked rhetorically, dragging his lips to the neck within reach.
"What are you doing?"
"I taste."
"You're already biting my forearms, so it's enough, don't you think?"
"No."
"What? Why no?!"
"It's not sufficient."
"Yes, it is. Come on, go away. I will go and change."
"You released them."
"My nerves? Yes then..."
"Your pheromones. You released them."
Omega was about to protest when the realization hit him; the flaming god quivered with pleasure above him and got drunk on the pheromones in the air. The danger Foud had in him was around him; he had to flee. Day firmly pushed his mate away and was about to grab his court sword when Nyx slammed his face down against the bed.
"Don't go," he growled in a low voice close to his ear. "Stay with me."
"You are not in your normal state, Nyx. Let me get off the bed."
"To let you attract all the other alphas?"
"What? No, so I could be something more comfortable."
"It's the same."
"Absolutely not. Get your hands off my stomach!"
"You want to have released your pheromones in such a situation."
"I did not do it on purpose!"
Nyx was already not listening to what the blond was saying to him and, when his intoxication mingled with his pent-up desire, his instincts took over. His hands, damaged by the many battles he had fought, slipped under his white top, passing under his sleeveless turtleneck before climbing up his chest. Day ceased all attempts to reason with his mate when he released his pheromones and poisoned his air. The smell was so sweet, so sweet that its potency quickly intoxicated the omega, who stopped trying to get his phone out of his pocket. His back arched as his fingers brushed his nipples before pulling out a squeal as he stroked them.
"Do you like it here?" Nyx questioned before starting over.
The blond could only nod its head before moaning when its small buttons of flesh were pinched. His hips rocked a little, further back, and the excitement pressed against him rekindled the danger signal in his head. Foud's most essential advice suddenly came to mind, and the young man clapped his hands firmly on the back of his neck. He might have been ready to share his body with Nyx, but bonding deserved a little time.
"Your hands," the latter growled when he realized their presence.
"No."
"Day, your hands."
"No."
"Please take them off."
"No."
The blonde's refusals increased Nyx's annoyance, who decided to use the harsh method; release more pheromones. The air grew more and more stifling for the omega, who lost all control of his shaking body. His tremors intensified, and he could only hold his hands more firmly to the back of his neck, continuing to refuse to remove them. Foud had told him to be sure, and he wasn't! Nyx's nimble and divinely exciting hands began to attack his lower body and slowly slid onto his stomach. Once again, his hips rocked back as one of his hands slipped directly under his underwear.
"Me who thought omegas had a little one," breathed the flaming god as he began to shake him.
"I'm not a simple omega..."
"Of course, you are mine."
Day wanted to say a word, but all that came out of his mouth was a moan as Nyx's warm hand tightened around his member. The friction against his bump and his hand accelerating. Its movements made the blonde lose his head, who did not notice the consequent drop of pheromones alphas in the room. He was just a body moaning and begging for more. The pleasure was total, and he knew that a slight acceleration would lead him to his much-desired release. He hardly tried to resist as long as possible to continue to feel Nyx's caresses. But his body decided otherwise and made him give in. The orgasm was so intense that he did not notice the opening of the door, unlike Nyx, who massacred Foud with his gaze.
"Let go now, asshole! We have to go!" cried the blond before closing the door so as not to get caught by his pheromones.
"Hey? Who…"
"Breathe, take your time."
"Who is home just now?"
"Foud. He's not entirely calmed down..."
"You either..."
"Hmm?"
"Here."
Day rolled onto his back and pressed his knee against his crotch, and Nyx could hardly stifle his moan.
"I'll take care of it while you get changed," the god of night and death said reluctantly.
"I can take care of it."
"We have to go."
"Will your hand be enough?"
"Yes, do not worry."
"You were going to go further before he got there, don't lie… I can help you quickly."
"Ah yes?"
"Yes."
Day's knee pressed against his crotch once again before making small circles, pulling a spasm of pleasure from his alpha mate.
"You said? Your hand?"
"Continue..."
"Lean over."
The alpha obeyed without the slightest resistance and leaned forward, catching his lips in a kiss that was not at all innocent. Rubbing Day's knee felt heavenly, but the pleasure kicked up a notch as his hand replaced the friction.
"You're well furnished too," Day whispered, holding his head to his neck.
"Please..."
"For what?"
"Do something but stop stroking it like that."
"Oh."
A mischievous smile stretched the lips of the younger who stopped teasing him to take it in hand, starting slowly back and forth before increasing the pace in time with his hips. Foud hadn't told him that alphas could be docile too. Day couldn't suppress the shiver that ran through his body as his mate's seed soiled his hand as bite his shoulder. It was not some spot on his neck.
"Sorry..."
"Repleted?"
"For the moment."
"What is the next step?"
"Take you?"
"Good step."
Nyx looked at him and smiled but kept the rest of the next step to himself. He wanted more than just having Day. He desired to make it his own so that no other alpha would lose his mind smelling his sweet and powerful pheromones. His mate was cute and powerful: there was more than an alpha chasing him to gain marital affiliation with his family. While Day was unaware of some people's dishonesty, he knew their ulterior motives very well. When he saw his beloved go into the bathroom, Nyx opened one of the windows and opened the door to come face to face with Foud.
"Did you bite him?" the latter immediately asked, ignoring the sparks of lightning that crackled in the hollow of his fists.
"No, but if I had, how does that concern you?"
"Day needs time. With everything going on, he hasn't thought about that yet. It's a big decision."
"He did not do it?"
"No, he is too distressed."
"I didn't know. Can you relax? I don't want you tome electrify accidentally."
"If you have nothing to be ashamed of, you have nothing to fear."
"Foud, I'm not going to hurt him."
"You better."
"You don't have to be afraid. I take care of Day."
"I am not afraid."
"Foud, don't lie."
"I just want you to have your heats after I explain them to him."
"Didn't he ever teach him that? When he was here before he was sixteen..."
"His uncle never told him about it."
"At the same time, since he's omega, why would he bother to tell him about it? Seriously..."
"I agree with you, and the absence of his parents didn't help his understanding world. His uncle left him too much in the dark, and now it's us we have to explain to him. Day refuses to speak to him."
"Talk to him as soon as possible because June is near."
"I will, but you also have to put your own in it and talk to him before you go any further. It would be stupid to accidentally make him a parent."
"If he..."
"Impregnate him by accident, and I'll cut you off what you need to get an offspring."
"Okay, okay. Don't look at me like that. I got the message!"
"You better."
"What are you talking about?" Day suddenly appears behind Nyx's back.
The two gods looked at each other, and a silent agreement was made between them. Foud quickly said the discussion was not that important, only increasing the blond omega's curiosity. All three crossed the corridor and joined the others who waited near the door of the protective speaker of the monastery, helmet and keys in hand. Young gods were armed and more ready than ever to derail anyone who might have the misfortune of getting in their way. The impatience to see if the trail Day found was the right one made them ecstatic. It was in a determined state of mind that they crossed the long cobblestone road. Quickly, they traversed the passageway of magic to Inverness County.