The pain strikes through Severo's body like an electric wave. Running through his veins and spreading to every cell of his body as his scream pierces through the whole palace.
The prince did not know how to endure this much agony any longer. The voices in his head are getting severe again, but this time it has a different voice and tone. It is the screams of pleasure of the women that he has spent his rut with. It is the voices of the women that he takes the life of.
The silk sheet beneath Severo's burning body is blazing, scorching him, Making it hard to control the screams of pain escaping his chapped lips.
He lies there expecting the arms of death to reach out and scrunch his life in its palm. Because he has decided that he won't use any other soul to save his own. No matter how hard his father tries to keep him alive, he doesn't want to have a life drowning in guilt.
Severo lied to his father that he will take help so the king wouldn't be having to bear the weight of the worry. His father has sent Heys to take the Omegas this evening. Only if he knows that once Severo is inside the rut chamber it's up to him who he opens the door for. He doesn't want his father to know that he is not gonna open that door ever again.
The prince is sick of waking up in the morning and having a lifeless body sprawled on the bed sheet beside him. The horror of him being the spur of it is something he takes so long to recover from. Maybe he had never recovered from that or never will. It is buried deep inside his skin. The monster nestled deep inside his body.
All those days he immerses in the guilt flashes in his memory in dark shapes.
Another wave of nerve-wracking pain lances through Severo, making him cry out. He muffles his sob on the pillow, face buried deep, legs kicking the sheets as he tries to shake the pain away from his body.
The prince bites down a growl when someone bangs on the door, "Your Highness! You cannot go through it alone. The Omegas are here. Please let them in!" Heys's voice prickles through the door and strikes him unpleasantly.
"You do not have a say in that! Rescue the Omegas—" An electric pain passes through Severo's veins and pulls out a scream from him, "—Leave me alone to die."
He hears faint noises from outside, but the words are coherent for his pain-fogged brain. He can't even move a finger of his without the pain devouring him.
A part of Severo screams at him to take help, because every ticking second is a suffering. Even breathing is painful. But he mutes it all out.
The intensity of the pain starts to enhance, it's as if a thousand deadly knives jabbing every inch of his body at the same time.
But then... it all vanishes away. The scent of cherry blossom perishes away all the prince's pain.
An Omega.
The Alpha inside him is keen to take over. But he didn't let it. Severo holds his breath, not daring to take in another whiff of that heavenly scent. Not daring to bear the horror of being the reason for another death.
But when his lips part to suck in some air to cool his blazing lungs, that has been the last straw for the Alpha inside him to break free.
In the next second, Severo is on his feet, the want clouding his eyes that he can barely see the surroundings as he drinks in the heavenly scent of that unknown omega his hands are itching to take in his arms.
Severo's head is spinning as he burst the door open.
And there she is. Standing in front of him. The prince gulps down the lump of uncertainty as his eyes rank to her hair, he has never seen an omega like that, hair barely touching her shoulder. But that only intensifies her beauty in Severo's eyes to the point it's hard for him to even breathe.
Her pale blue orbs are blazing, he can see the flames of the same want dancing in her gaze. The time stops, It is like a frozen portrait. Only he and her breathing as everything vanishes away.
Severo rushes forward even though his conscious mind is saying to run far away from her. He doesn't want to hurt her, yet he can't seem to let go either.
He has never felt this way for anyone. All those other women had failed to give him any pleasure when they gave him their life to soothe his pain. It was all an unwanted touch, yet a touch my body craved.
But now standing here, losing himself in the flame of her eyes, he feels an unknown pleasure sweep through his body. The prince doesn't know what he is feeling now. And he doesn't wanna know.
She's in his arms.
His nose buries in her neck, her scent cocooning him like warm silk, making him lose his mind.
Severo feels her fingers crawling into his hair as his arms slither around her waist. God, he never felt this much pleasure ever before. Even breathing in her scent is giving him heavenly sensations.
Severo hooks his fingers under the omega's chin, her eyes instantly finding him, she has a droplet of tears glistening in the corner of her eyes and he feels a wetness in his cheeks too.
The prince stoops his head a little and traces her lips with his, a thousand unknown motions busting inside him and his heart beating a thousand times faster than it ever did.
Her lips mold with his softly, his fingers dipping on the flesh of her hips. She tastes so sweet on his tongue. A sweetness he has never thought he would ever have a taste of.
Their lips dance together for some moments and then she breaks away to suck in a lungful of air, a smile so big invading her lips as she stares at the prince, she whispers to his lips, "How do you taste so good?"
Her words trickle on his lips like droplets of honey and he sucks it all in.
He just wishes...she won't die.
Because he is not letting her go...