Many stories have been written about fated partners. The struggle to break the bonds or embrace them. However, in the Cross mansion, a strange story was playing out.
A story where the alpha and his mate were both in love with the same man. A bond that tied two souls together surprisingly wasn't strong enough to attract them to each other.
Instead, both Noam and Nathaniel had their eyes set on Omar. A darkling who went about his day unaware of the complicated situationships that were revolving around him.
Omar paced around in his room. Struggling to accept the mess his life was becoming. He was stressed enough as it was with Noam, in a moment of weakness he had to go and add Nathaniel to the equation of his worries.
"Tsk..." he kicked at the bed. "Ouch," he cried out from the pain. Omar halted, he inhaled deeply, overreacting wasn't helping him. He needed to calmly look things over.
