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I shook hands with the woman and Russia stormed off. I just helplessly gazed at him as he walked off.
"Yikes. It's hard to find an alpha-omega relationship that they actually care for each other," the short, slender woman claimed.
I didn't even acknowledge her as I walked out to find my mate.

Russia's pov
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I stared blankly out the window at the sunset casting over the thick forest-clad mountains, while sitting on the couch. America walked in with his head slightly bowed, as if he was a scared dog with its tail tucked between its legs. He slowly approached me.

"Rus-" he began in a quiet voice.
"Why?" My voice was stern and unwavering.
"I-"
"Why did you have to sell yourself to some random alpha for some girl you haven't known for three days?" I stood up and my mate hugged himself, almost like he was cowering.
"Russia, let me-" His eyes looked tired and watery.
"She has a home, she is well taken care of, spoiled really. Yet, you gave up yourself for her and didn't even solve the land dispute."
He looked down at the floor but remained silent.
"So why, Amerika?"

He sniffed. "I saw a bit of myself in her, ya know? She was scared, out of her element, treated like an object and not a living being. I wanted to help her and there weren't any other choices. She deserves better," he whispered. It was strange seeing the once bold, confident, and witty man struck down into a scared, cowering, quiet boy.

But I cannot calm the anger I felt towards his actions.

"Is that how you bargained in the facility too?" I growled out. The moment those words hit the air I was flooded with regret. I held my breath and my shoulders bolted up as a hand clapped around my mouth. His vibrant eyes of red and blue shot open and watered as he processed what I said. His body was shaking. I removed my hand from my face, bent down, and extended a hand to my petrified mate.
"Stars I-"
He cut off my advances with a finger raise. All of the sudden, the confident boy is back with a blazing stare.
"We will talk once you calm down into the person you actually are and not..." he pointed his finger up and down me like he was scanning with his index finger, "that thing." He spat out before he continued, "I'll be at Canada's once you feel like having a rational conversation about the issue and not degrading the person who is carrying your child." In one fluid motion, he turned around and pulled the simple necklace off his neck, and placed it on the end table before walking out. I stared with wide eyes at the necklace that was just placed down. It's practically the human equivalent of throwing a wedding ring across the room.

Dread weighed heavy on my shoulders. I fucked up. So bad.
I let anger take over me and it hurt Stars. I... don't know how to apologize for something like that.
I picked up the bear necklace and slumped down on the couch.

Canada's pov
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A knocking on the door pulled me from the couch. Ukraine was cleaning up after our supper. He is the best.
I opened the door to see my brother.
"Oh, hey Meri. What are you doing here?"
"Keeping myself from castrating Russia," he softly growled and walked inside. Ukraine called over his shoulder, "What did he do this time?"
America laid down on the couch and took a deep breath. "Stupid stuff I don't want to talk about," he mumbled. I cocked my head. Something isn't right.
I sat down right next to my older brother.
"Hey. There's about an hour of light left. Wanna go for a run, big brother?" I smiled at him. He looked at me and gave a weak smile. "Not now, Maple, but thank you."

I frowned and rubbed his shoulder. "Alright, I respect that. We still need to go for that run though, good for the mind and body," I made my tone light.
"Sounds good, bud." He gave me a quick hug before laying back down.
"Okay, goodnight. Take care of yourself," I calmly said and got up.

I went to my bedroom where I found Ukraine spread out on the bed with his favorite pajamas on, which were a shirt he stole from me and some sweatpants.
"Do I need to slit Russia's throat?" he asked. I shrugged.
"Maybe? Russia definitely did or said something to upset America. Which makes me want to cut off his tongue," I quietly growled.
"I know how to humble that alpha. I'll worry about him and you take care of your brother, okay?" My boyfriend patted the bed as an invitation. I sat down, still fully clothed. A sigh escaped me. "Sounds good."
"Good. Now, let us chill out and cuddle," he purred and laid down on top of me. He is so warm and adorable.
I love cuddles from my cute boyfriend.

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YALL I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING FOR A MONTH

Grade A procrastinator here B)

I shall return to a schedule of posting every other week :)

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