Fear, trauma, fate, love and destiny. Elphias, a high school student and an omega, was traumatized by his car accident. As he was escaping his past, he unknowingly bumped to his future.
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this is my first ever story, so be gentle on the cri...
Morning after three days of being copped up inside the room, I woke up beneath the arm of someone.
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Someone? My Nicolas. I thought gleefully.
I looked at the man beside me completely out of it asleep. I squirmed beneath him trying my hand to reach his face but then again I squinted and flinched in pain from all over my body especially my neck, my waist and down there.
"Don't move. We're at it for three days. Your body is not that tough you know." Nicolas said through closed eyes.
"Morning, my mate." I said lovingly as I finally touched his face.
"Morning, my queen." he said through a smile.
"Wait! Even though my memory from the past three days are still a blur to me, I remember you calling me "queen" all the time. Why? I'm a man. Should it be "king" or "prince" maybe?" I said jokingly.
"Well that's because you are... will be, anyways." he said as he stretched to his front.
"Huh? I'm a little bit confused here."
"Well, let's just say you are now, though unofficially, married to one."
"..." I tilted my head and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"Let's start this all over again then." He then turned to face me. "Hello my dear Elphias Moore," he said swiping a bit of hair from my face in suspense. "I'm Nicolas Alexander Rian Winterborough, Crowned Prince of this country."
"Wha~ Dude, your mocking me right?"
"... nope."
"If you're it how come I didn't recognize you? The prince's always all over the news."
"Yeah, all over the news but never in front of the camera ~ unless in disguise. It's all of my parent's doing. They make me always go out in different colored hair and style every time some paparazzi's on my tail. They said it's to protect my privacy. Yadah yadah"
"Yeah your right. Huh? Wait! Shit! I'm sorry." I suddenly sat up ignoring the pain in my butt.
"What are you sorry for?"
"I don't know. It's just I'm sorry. Don't imprison me." big fat tears started to down my face realizing that I had seduce the crown prince of this country with my heat.
"Woah! Don't cry. Who's gonna imprison who here? You're my mate remember. No one's gonna imprison you for loving the future king of this country. If they do, I'll hang them on a ravine somewhere desolate and leave them to rot!" Nicolas said almost giggling sitting beside me
"Stop it." I hugged him and slapped his back playfully.
