The forbidden rule (MxM) (A werewolf story)

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Dean Meeton

The King of werewolves, the son of Alpha Paxton Meeton, the ruthless alpha everyone talks about and his chosen omega mate Mila Meeton. Dean took over his father at the age of twenty-two, after making a name for himself at only the age of eight years old.

Yes at the age of eight years, Dean Meeton killed my mother and Hope, my father's Beta with his bare hands. You may be wondering how an eight-year-old could be capable of killing two grown-ups and no wonder a big bad beta of a wolf but until to this day no one knows how he did it but he did.

It was the year 1979 when my father and his father Paxton decided that it was a good idea to fight for the title of king of werewolves since they were the two powerful alphas at that moment which led to the separation of packs. Some were on my father's side and some were on Paxton's and in the process, many innocent people were killed.

The war had lasted for two years already, no one was winning only people dying and if Dean didn't kill my mother, the war would have lasted for centuries, my father and his father were both powerful alphas so no one was backing down but due to killing his chosen mate, my father lost power in his bones which lead him in giving up and Paxton won the war but in normal it was his son who won that war.

Apparently, Dean pulled my mother's heart out of her chest and stood on top of her dead body, and showed it to my father who lost it. He killed his chosen mate on top of that he stood on her which was a degradation to an alpha, so embarrassing. people surrendered after witnessing what Dean had done. David and Glenn say it was horrible, I wasn't there if you haven't noticed, I was just three months old when my mother died, so I had all this from our history and mostly my family.

So a young alpha stopped the war leading to his father becoming the king of werewolves and my father hated it so much, which I don't blame him at all, he has the right to hate the man, though I think it's stupid, it was war. That was bound to happen but if Dean killed my mother in cold blood and beta, what of me? I'm scared people, the man gave me only three days to take him the demon killers which I haven't done in the last two days.

It's not that I'm not doing my best to look for the solution, hell, I haven't slept in these past few days, trying so hard to find out where the Mammons are hiding from. The stupid Mammon died before telling me and I hate that I was so stupid to not ask him where they were. I should have asked that the moment I captured him, and I wouldn't be in this bullshit, I put myself into it.

I'm too young to die, I haven't even chosen my mate yet.

I was thinking of summoning Lucifer but I can't. I fear the man. Every werewolf fears him to no end, that man is brutal and ruthless. I can't bring him to earth no matter what, I rather die in the hands of my king instead of Lucifer but what am I going to do? I'm still confused.

"What are you thinking so much about" I looked at the boy who was slumped beside me looking at me with these doo beautiful eyes of his which can make any man go down on their knees and be at his mercy. He was so beautiful.

"It's nothing," I say pulling him towards my body and tilting his face so that I can kiss his plump soft lips. He kissed me back instantly opening up for me so that I could explore his mouth and God, did I explore his mouth "I should leave before anyone sees me" I whisper pulling away from him and sitting on the edge of the bed?

"At least a goodbye fuck" he messaged my shoulders whispering in my ear softly before licking it, softly.

"I have some things to do, next time," I say standing up and pulling on my boxers "don't forget to take your meds, Kenley, I don't want unwanted pregnancies" I look him in the eyes seriously "be careful coz I will pull it out with my bare hands" I warned him as he beat my hand away falling on his bed with a heavy breath.

"Choose me as your mate, we will be happy Kol," he says pain lacing in his voice as he looked at me with those big eyes of his pouting. He looks adorable but...I sighed shaking my head to dismiss the evil thoughts.

"We've been through this ken, stop" I pull on my pants back not wanting to go through this conversation again.

"I'm half omega Kol, people will accept me," he says standing up and making me look at him "you know I love you, and we're compatible" he adds pulling me in a sweet kiss which was supposed to melt my whole being but did it, no.

"You know I care about you so much but
You have a witch's blood flowing through your veins and you very damn well know that my people won't accept you no matter what" I say pulling away from his hold and pulling my shirt on. He knows how my kind hates witches and other creatures to that but mostly witches.

In the past witches messed with our kind, though they don't elaborate much about it they say they did, so since then, witches don't mix with wolves. Kenley's mother was an omega werewolf who chose a witch as her mate, and as a result, they got Kenley, that's why he is half a witch and half an omega wolf.

Though that wasn't the only reason why I don't want him as my mate. The thing is that no matter how much we fuck, I will never feel that way about him. I want to return that love he gives me but I can't. He is sweet and adorable but my heart doesn't want him.

"We can run away and start our lives together" I inhaled deeply, he had been saying this all the time maybe I should stop fucking him this time and it would be forever.

"I can't live my people, sorry ken" I decline once again and put on my shoes, I will never fuck him again if he continues this coz I can't take the hurt on his face right now. I can't be the person he wants me to be and even if I'm to choose a mate, it certainly is not him, I  only fuck him just to release. I know it's a dick move but he makes himself available for my dick.

"When will I see you again," he asked after taking in more breaths and controlling his emotions

"I don't know, I'm busy" I shrugged

"I can help you find the killers" I halted in my steps looking at him with wide eyes, how did he find out? I never tell him about my pack or anything personal like this. Or I did it when I was moaning. Fuck. "My grandfather always finds out everything so I heard him tell my father about it" my eyes were about to get out of my socket now, that means one thing, there is a mole in the castle. This was my and the king's conversation, no one was there so how did Kenley's grandfather find out,

"That's why you called me" I faced him.

"I can't let the king execute you and I know how much you love your people so Kol, for once don't battle up things on your own. Let me help. I can track them out with my ability" he was pleading and I don't like this at all. Him, a person who lives with witches knowing something which I and the king are supposed to know means that either the king, has some alliance with them or we have a mole in the castle.

This is bad.

If the people find out about this, it means that their king betrayed them.

"What's the catch," I asked, I have known that nothing is for free in this world we live in and I know he wants something from me.

"For you to not stop this affair," he said grimly.

"How did you know that I was planning on doing that," I asked with wide eyes.

"I saw it on your face, do we have a deal or not," he said confidently.

"We will have a deal, after finding the killers" I grimly said.

"You mean the Demons"

"Yeah those"

"Ok, see you in the evening, I will take you where they're" I nodded opening his door but before I move out I turn around and walked towards him, and kissed him. Things we do to save our lives.

"If you play me I will take you to hell with me and..." I breathe out pecking his lips again "no strings attached remember that" I was out of his hut after that as I tip-tapped out and made sure no one saw me coz if any witch sees me, hell will break through and that's the last thing I need now, I have too much on my plate already then to start a war with the witches which I know can wipe us with their powers.

I spent the whole afternoon thinking about what Kenley had said and wondering if our king was really betraying us.

Would he?