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Victor was working on his drawing, a detailed map of the Marcella Palace that he had been developing for the last two years when he heard the faint moan. He looked around in panic, the voice sounded so close. He raised his head in the air and smelled, it was Robin. He thought Robin's family would take care of him. He knew how difficult the first heat could be for unmated omegas. In Dhasur omegas took lovers to go through their first heat but he didn't think King Marcella would take that risk. If his children bonded with non-royal Alphas, King Marcella would behead them. The king was lucky both his elder omega sons found mates among royalty.
Robin was suffering, Victor could feel it. His pain was like a thick pungent cloud in the air. It wasn't a good idea to go to Robin right now. Omega heats could befog Alphas sense of right or wrong. Victor decided to ignore RObin for the longest time but when his pain didn't seem to go away, in fact, it intensified Victor decided to help him.
When Victor came to Marcella palace his only motive was to gather as much information about King Marcella's inner circle as he could. Form alliances within his grounds, know the area, infiltrate his military and make it easier for Dhasur to win the second war. He didn't anticipate meeting Robin, or liking him as much as he did. Against his better judgment, he started to notice Robin around the palace. A few weeks later Victor started to seek him out. Unlike other royals, he preferred outdoors, hanging out in the garden, near the fountain, and attending the King's court to listen to important political issues. He avoided parties and social gatherings, but when it came to political meetings among kingdoms he always showed up. Victor grew to like Robin against his will. There was nothing not to like. Alphas were envious of the boy because they couldn't get in his pants and women were jealous of his status. He was King Marcella's last omega son. A means to acquire tries with a strong Alpha. The king knew how to use all his resources and for him his family was a resource as well.
Victor abandoned his map and walked to his cell door. He motioned for the guard to open the lock.
"I can't tonight. The security is tight. King's son is in heat," The guard said, sounding guilty.
"Have I ever given you a reason to worry? This is important. Open the door," Victor demanded.
The guard looked reluctant.
"You know what happens when you guys don't listen to me," Victor warned. He had to do things he didn't want to establish dominance. The guy knew not to mess with him. He opened the door and let Victor out.
"Where will you be going?" the man asked, he looked nervous, and rightfully so, he was taking a big risk letting a prisoner out.
"I am going to meet someone."
"Are you going to meet Katrina again?"
"No," Victor said, not elaborating further.
"You are not going to tell me where you are going," the man said, more like a statement than a question.
"It's better if you don't know."
The man nodded before letting him go. "Things are tense among the slaves. I heard you made some bold promises to the young guy imprisoned a few days ago."
Victor placed a hand on his shoulder. "I don't make fake promises. At least not to people I care about. The guard nodded before stepping aside to let him go.
He walked out of the slave quarters and went to the back of the palace. He knew exactly where Robin's room was. He had stared at Robin's window's seen him walk around, reading a book, standing by the window enjoying the sun.
The lights of his room were turned on. Robin usually slept early so it was unusual for his lights to be on at this hour.
Victor climbed the two-storey wall and got into Robin's room. Seeing Robin in pain twisted his heart in knots. What kind of family doesn't provide the needed support to their son who was suffering?
Robin was delirious with pain, and Victor thought he could be level-headed with him. But his pheromones were messing with his head. He thought he could take care of RObin without getting affected but he was wrong. As much as Victor prided himself on his self-control he let his feelings slip. His body was a whole nother issue.
The punk wanted Victor to take him. How could he without losing himself? He almost lost his mind during the initiation ceremony when Robin wasn't even in heat. How would he resist him during his heat?
Victor sat between Robin's legs, took hold of them, and opened them up. He used the toy to help him feel better. The need to show him how an Alpha took care of his omega in heat was immense but he held off. He had to stay sane for Robin. This wasn't the time to get swayed by his lust. There would be time for that. Marcella Palace wasn't the place.
Victor plopped beside Robin, took the blanket, and put it on top of both of them. He spooned Robin and pulled his taut against his body.
Victor hooked his legs through Robin's thighs, holding him tight to his body. His lips ghosted along his neck, and an intense need to clamp down on the delicate skin took over him. One day…he promised himself as he focused on Robin's care. Stimulating his body in just the right way to take the edge away.
A small part of Victor was glad his family didn't help Robin, because that would mean hiring an Alpha that would take the edge away. The thought of another man's hand on Robin made him grit his teeth. He would rip away every single off of the other man's body before burning him to death if he tried to touch Robin.
Robin fell asleep after Victor made him come. When he felt Robin's body had finally relaxed, he slid out of his bed. He kissed him on the cheek before leaving his room.