Love, Against All Odds

I - Chapter 5

Disclaimer: This chapter contains g!p material* as well as explicit scenes. If you're uncomfortable with g!p, I suggest you turn back instead of spreading negativity in the comment section.

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Remember to keep a cool drink nearby.

'I wish to see Kal.'

The Omega guard remained statue-still other than the slight rise of her chest until she finally gave the faintest of nods. She peeled herself off the stone wall and led the way to the lift that would take them up to Kal.

Becca clenched and unclenched her hands with each tick, nearly colliding into the Omega guard before the elevator gate slid open. She chose to ignore the guard's dark smirk when she entered the small confines of the elevator. Whether the Omega guard knew why Becca was going to Kal at night was the least of her concerns. But in truth, she was unsure whether she wanted to know that the Omega guard had secretly been told to allow Becca to go to Kal rather than denying her.

As the lift hitched at the second to top floor, Becca blew out a low breath and stepped off first, then followed the guard directly to the sealed doors. The two guards were indeed gone, and the soft light from the overhead torches was the only welcoming sign.

The Omega guard rapped on the door and stepped aside when the left door creaked open with Kal on the other side. She briefly bowed her head to her ruler, then shifted and presented Becca.

Perhaps it wasn't the first time that the Omega guard had brought Kal a bedmate. Shaking off the thoughts, Becca clenched her hands when Kal's intense eyes locked on her. Under the burning gaze, she already felt bare and spread open, unsure how to handle the situation.

'Return to your post at our guest's room.'

'Ja, Kal.' After a last bow, the guard returned to the waiting elevator and left the two alone.

Kal took a step back and drew the door wider, silently offering Becca to enter her quarters.

Once Becca passed the threshold, the heavy door closed behind her. Every ounce of Kal's attention remained on her, as if measuring and scheming the night's plan. Sparks of panic flared up in her chest, and her breaths grew heavier each time. Her mercenary skills demanded she know when to fight or flee. Standing there, she worried she'd chosen poorly tonight. But as she peered up, she found desire and want written on Kal's face. Besides anger, they were the first real emotions that Becca had seen from the Alpha.

Pulling away from the entrance, Kal slowly walked to the bedroom but glanced back at Becca. She still wore the same clothes and was barefoot, but her hair was dry with one braid on either side to hold some of it back.

After a deep breath, Becca followed into the candlelit room and needed a moment for her eyes to adjust to the warm glow. Unsure of what to say, much less do, she nervously waited for Kal's first move. She slightly stiffened when Kal stepped into her personal space yet keeping a slight distance.