#non mc

"Y/N!" She says, a smile on her face as she helps you up. "I'm so glad I found you."

Your heart feels like it stopped. What was MC doing here? Why was she here? She looked so beautiful, so immaculate. You couldn't find your voice at all.

"I really have to thank you for all you've done." Her smile feels blinding. You look at her confused.

Before Sylus comes up behind her, placing a hand around her waist. You can't look him in the eye as you watch his fingers splay against her side. MC pushes herself into his side.

"You did so well to bring us together," MC says. You want there to be malice in her voice...but it's all just the truth. "I don't think I could be any happier."

You feel yourself falling apart. Wanting just a little more time with him. One more day, minute...second. You reach a hand out, but then he talks.

"Come kitten." Sylus says, turning her around and leading the two of them to the exit.

"Wait!" You yell, finally fully extending your hand to grab him. You can't reach. You run.

And run.

And run.

But they're always too far, just out of reach.

And you fall. So very, very far...

You almost jump out of the bed as you wake up. Cold sweat on your forehead, arm stretched out like in your dream. You gasp for air, panic leaving your chest as you realize it wasn't real. It wasn't true

"Yet." You think to yourself.

You rub the tears from your eyes. Trying to shake the dream from your head. Until you feel something shift at your side. You look over. There's Sylus, asleep on his side, arm draped on your waist.

"Kitt'n?" His voice is groggy, not fully conscious. While you are flabbergasted. Trying to figure out what he was doing next to you. Flashes of last night come back to you slowly. How you touched him, cried into his shoulder, asked him not to leave you as he helped you into bed.

"Lay back down." He murmurs, pulling you back down. And you let him. You let him pull you against his chest, bringing the blanket up to cover you.

He rubs soothing circles into your back. You lean your forehead against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, the breathing you remember so clearly.

"I had a nightmare." You say. He hums, nuzzling the top of your head.

"That's not allowed right now." He says. You can't help but laugh.

"And what will you do about it?" You tease.

You felt a smile form on his face. "Then I suppose I'll have to destroy whatever is causing it."

"Even if it's you?" You didn't say. You lay an arm around him, clutching at the robe he still wore, and closed your eyes to fall back asleep.

Sylus waited for a moment, softly stroking your hair as he listened to your own breathing. Once he determined you had fallen asleep he placed a light kiss at the top of your head.

"Don't worry Y/N," he whispered, "I'll make sure you have nothing but sweet dreams from now on."

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You wake up to breakfast in bed. Waffles, eggs, fruit, iced coffee. You ate every last bite.

"You truly are a chipmunk." Sylus teases, wiping stray crumbs from your left cheek. "I think I'm starting to understand what food to feed you."

You rolled your eyes. "And what would that be?"

His lip curled upwards, "Well obviously, ones you can stuff into your cheeks."

You held back a laugh, deciding to instead change the conversation. "So what happened to the tailor? One was supposed to come yesterday right?"

He nodded, sitting in a lounge chair next to the bed while drinking his espresso. "Since someone was a little too inebriated for guests, they'll be here shortly. You'll need to get dressed."

Sylus had already gotten dressed. Wearing a gray long sleeve and black torn pants. The same outfit he wore from the card where you helped to measure a new suit for him. The event that occured before the auction. You moved the tray away, grabbed some clothes from your suitcase, and went to the bathroom to get ready.

The head tailor was very kind to you, his female assistant...not so much. You could tell that she was much more interested in Sylus than you. She would position herself in such a particular way that it would show off some part of her. She would measure you loosely, only to compare it to her own measurements.

Sylus didn't seem to pay any attention to her. Instead, talking with the head tailor and looking through a book of designs. The comments were starting to irritate you.

"Could you please focus." You finally said as the measuring tape rested at an angle on your waist, making it seem larger than it actually was.

The assistant sucked her teeth at you. Mumbling something you couldn't quite hear, but you assumed was some kind of insult. Then, suddenly, you saw her whole body freeze.

"Move." Sylus demanded, glaring down at the assistant, red eyes dark and dangerous. The assistant shrunk herself down, handing him the measuring tape and standing next to the door.

Sylus took over measuring you. Stating it out loud for the head tailor to write down. His hands moving swiftly and softly against you. You felt a light blush appear on your cheeks. When he was done he kept a hand on your shoulder. It was warm, and comforting.

"It's your turn to help me kitt'n." He leaned down, whispering into your ear. It was hard to stop the chill that ran up your spine. He placed the measuring tape into your hands.

"W-why me?" You try and cover your ears as you felt them turn red. Sylus cocked an eyebrow at you.

"Who else?" He looked over at the assistant from the corner of his eye. "Unless you want someone else's hands all over me."

You press your lips into a line. Not wanting to admit that the thought of her touching him made you made...but also nervous about being the one in charge of measuring him.

Sylus grabs your chin, raising your face to look at his. His playful face giving you a "what will it be" look. You clutch the tape, then nod in embarrassment. He lets you go, and you got to work.

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Finally... United as one...

His wish finally fulfilled....

Valko did not believe it. No. Not when you and him were always two peas in a pod. Always there for each other since diapers. You and him were meant to be. It was recent that he realised that. And nothing could ever change his mind.

You can never get away from him now.

----Time Rewind--------

People say that a beta and an alpha are water and oil everyone says. It will bring disaster as an the needs of an alpha can only be fulfilled by an omega. Not a beta. They do not have the equivalence of a rut or a heat, and cannot be marked. And do not have the stamina for it. He was told of some stories of a beta with an alpha or an omega. Most of them never ended well, with the beta left behind.

However, you did. And that is why you distanced yourself. A tradition that from the coming of wolf age, 25-26, alphas and omegas choose a mate, they feel much more intense in mating season, thus choose a partner. He thinks it was foolish of you, to stop being by his side.

Stupid, stupid reader. You do not have much choice. You belong to Valko as Valko belongs to you. You refused when he proposed that you and him should become mates. But he persisted. And persisted. Until, on the evening, where everything came to a boiling point, where you were supposed to have a date with someone you got introduced to by a friend.

When you heard your phone call. Valko.

"Please, just come over quickly." He whimpered, like he was in immense pain. You cared about the poor man too much to ignore, so your came to his house.

By the time you opened the door with the spare key. He grabbed you by the hand, and kissed you. It was almost he was about to swallow you. His arms wrapped around you, they were like steel. You were reminded that it was his rutting season. You should have distanced yourself, ignore that phone call. Now you're here. Oh well, you loved Valko too. You both knew that. You couldn't fully keep away from him.

Verbally you resisted, physically you wanted everything from him and more...

So from then, it was a night you ate the forbidden fruit. It was raw and filthy... You fell into temptation. You chose disaster. The petals bloomed.

The problems can be addressed on the next day. Well, a few.. Actually, give it about a week.

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First writing suggestive blurb. It's shit..

We tried though lol.

The game and characters are not mine....

But this whole repuslive blurb is mine

No AI as usual

You lean your head back, looking at him. You could smell the massage oil coming off of him. His own robe slightly loosened, his chest open and bare. He reached down, grabbing a grape from your board and popping it in his mouth.

You look away as he licks his bottom lip and just nod. You start shoveling the food into your mouth to avoid speaking. He's leaning on his elbows now and pokes your cheek as it sticks out.

"My little kitten is turning into a hamster now." He chuckles. He grabs a strand of hair, curling it between his fingers. "Your hair is shorter."

You try not to look at him. Back in the real world you didn't really have long hair. It was hard to take care of. It wasn't super short, just passed your shoulders, but it was much more comfortable to you.

"It looks nice." Sylus says as you remained silent. "It seems...more you."

You look at him, confused. "What do you mean?"

He looks deep in thought as he continues to play with your hair. A puff of air escapes his lips when he finally lets go and walks towards the kitchen area. You listen, hearing a cork pop, then a moment later Sylus comes out holding two wine glasses. He sits next to you, not too close but not too far. Just enough where if he reached out he could still touch you.

"You seem like a sweet wine lover." He states as if it's a fact, holding out one of the wine glasses for you.

You place the charcuterie board between you two. Sitting up properly and taking the glass. It's a lighter red, sniffing it you smell a mixture of berries, then finally take a sip. Fireworks go off in your mouth, a smile appearing on your face as you savor the sweetness.

"Try it with this cheese." He points to one of the nuttier cheeses.

You immediately take a bite, then a sip.

"I've never had anything so amazing." You murmur, repeating the process several times. Not realizing your glass never emptied.

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After an hour you had finished the whole bottle on your own. You were lying down on the couch, pillow under your head, struggling to keep yourself awake.

"This is y'r fault," you mumble as Sylus gently strokes your hair.

He chuckles, "My apologies kitt'n. I didn't realize you were so weak to alcohol."

" I'm not weak." You grab his hand. "I just don't..." You brought his hand closer to your face and just stare. You carefully examine it, seeing how large it is, the grooves and callus on his hand. You drop it directly onto your face.

"Your whole hand is bigger than my face." You state, partially muffled by his hand. This gets a bigger laugh out of him. "How did you get it to be so big?"

He pinches your cheek, "Maybe because I make sure to eat all of my food."

You pout and shoo his hand away. You sit up slowly, swaying slightly. You turn towards him, on your knees as you lean closer to him. He raises an eyebrow, his lip turned upwards in absolute amusement over your drunken state.

"Yes?" he stretches it out.

You watch his lips form each letter. How his eyebrows raise, his ruby eyes expressing each emotion, his hair perfectly set. You reach a hand up and ran your fingers through it.

"Soft." You mumble, continuing your gentle prodding. You don't seem to notice how he has suddenly gone stiff from your movements. How he watches you very closely, stopping himself from bringing you any closer.

You bring both of your hands up to the sides of his face. Fingertips brushing his jaw, his ears, his eyebrows. "I don't get it." You say, holding his face in your hands.

"Get what?" Sylus asks, reaching one of his hands up to interlace with yours.

"I'm not..." you close your eyes, "I'm not supposed to be here. It's s'pposed to be her."

Sylus looks confused, "Kitten?"

Tears start to prickle the corners of your eyes. You squeeze harder to keep them from being released. It's his turn to place a hand on your cheek. You jump slightly, a tear escaping. You look straight into his ruby eyes, eyes that are supposed to strike fear into the hearts of others, but are filled with concerned as they look at you. He wipes a stray tear away. Your breath begins to hitch, your chest trembling.

You jump towards him, arms wrapping around his neck as you softly cry into his shoulder. Mumbling I'm sorry over and over again. Sylus doesn't move, afraid to touch you for a second. Then wraps his arms around you and gently rubbing your back. Whispering words, even when your words don't make any sense. Even when you're fast asleep in his arms, he just stays and thinks.

Eventually he picks you up, bringing you into one of the rooms. He places you down on the bed and he tries to get you to let go, but you refuse.

"Don't go, please." You say, still mostly asleep.

So he crawls into bed next to you. Holding you close, memorizing your scent, your touch, your breathing. That eventually helps him to finally fall asleep.

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