Under The Full Moon (Ziam Abo)

CHAPTER 24

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For a moment, everyone in the room freeze in panic and well, desire. That scent has hit them unexpectedly, like a grenade. Harry can sense how thick and overwhelming the scent is, and he doesn't even want to imagine what it's like for the alphas. He's the first one the move, slowly turning his head to look at the others. His heart breaks a little when he sees how Louis is staring at Liam, his shoulders tense and eyes nearly black.

Zayn and Alec are nothing different. Zayn knew it's not going to be easy, it's going to be tougher than anything to get himself under control. A tiny part of him is screaming in his head to force himself to stop and think, but a very bigger part of him is not able to concentrate on anything but that intense, overwhelming and sweet, sweet scent. It's insane that this much of a sweet scent exists and it's all his if he wants. He can feel himself getting hard in his pants and he can do nothing to stop it.

Desire pricks him in every part of his body, making him clench and unclench his fists to restrain himself. It's unbearable to resist. It's almost painful.

It's Liam, his Liam, and he has promised to protect him from Zayn himself if needed. He cannot, will not break Liam's trust.

But that scent, Zayn wants to claim it, drink it up and satiate himself. He wants nothing but to claim Liam right then and there. That thought seems to trigger the saner thoughts, pointing out this is not neither of them wanted.

Fuck.

He does a mistake of inhaling a lungful and feels desire rush in his veins, the lustier and insane part of him pointing out its not wrong as Liam is his Omega. But another part of him battles back and Zayn is torn in between two. He's like a stretched out rubber band, ready to snap on one end and making a hasty decision.

Marcus looks tense, but he's trying to fight it back but failing miserably, while Niall is breathing hard through his mouth and shaking his head vigorously. Oliver is still as statue by him, staring at Liam with hungry eyes. Harry's eyes shift towards Louis again and the latter's eyes are still fixated on Liam.

The sane part of him argues that it's natural, but another small part of him feels hurt. But now's not the time for it. He needs to get Liam to his room as soon as possible.

"Everyone, stay where you are" He says, as calmly as possible. But at the same moment, Liam chokes out in unbearable pain and it seems to break the tension, and the alphas finally snap. And it snaps to Zayn too, his eyes turn even blacker at that. Harry has no time to stop; it's a wonder if he ends up restraining one of them.

The image of a shy Liam getting the rose from Zayn flashes across the Alpha's eyes in that split second. The moonlight shown over the Omega, and challenging the rose with his ethereal beauty, his shy smile and red cheeks at the skin contact between them. That Liam is his Liam, and he would never want it to happen this way.

The first one to snap is Zayn and Harry braces to throw himself on his pathway to stop him if needed. But what Harry is sees is completely unexpected. He expected Zayn to pounce on Liam or something, but he does the exact opposite. He whirls around to face the ready to leap Alec and slams him back against a wall. Harry can only gape and wonder if this is a fight in between them to claim the Omega first.

"Alec, stop!" Zayn commands in his Alpha voice instead, and Harry gapes with his jaw slack. Alec tries to fight back the restraint, his eyes still fixed on the curled Omega on floor.

Harry is just turning to look at Louis when the latter decides to move too and jumps to wrap Louis in his hold. "Louis, stop, stop!"

But it's not working. None of this working, they are all trapped in a trance. Except Zayn it seems, but it won't be long until he loses it too. Liam looks up with tears in his eyes, the blurry sight providing enough knowledge that none of them are in control. All he wants is let Zayn take him to bed. The pain is so fucking unbearable, like someone is ripping open his insides. Like his sweaty skin is stretched uncomfortably and the ache to be filled making his head dizzy.