Sempiterno VI (AlanxJeff)

Family

Jeff

When is love wrong?

That question had haunted me for so long that it felt like a part of my soul. Ever since I began trying to understand what I felt for Alan, that thought wouldn't give me peace. And if it was love... was it wrong? I asked myself over and over, as if the answer could save me from the confusion that was consuming me.

Alan had made it clear. He wanted a future with me. He hadn't just said it with words, but with every tender look, with every touch that made me tremble. Everything about him screamed the same thing: "Stay with me." And deep inside, I longed for it too, more than anything else. So in the end, when he asked me to trust him, I could only nod, even as fear coiled around my heart.

I tried to carry on with my life as I always had, in the darkness of that family that had protected me in their twisted way. And for a time, I forgot. I forgot the risks, I forgot what it meant to love in a world that knew nothing but betrayal and blood. But love... love is sweet, so intoxicating that it blinds, deafens, and clouds judgment. If I had stopped, just for a second, I would have seen the signs. I would have known there was a price to pay, one far too high. But I didn't. I let myself be swept away.

And now, everything was falling apart.

Something was deeply wrong. I knew it. I felt it like a constant ache in my chest, a red flag waving frantically in my mind, but I ignored it until fear completely consumed me. Why had my uncle sent Charlie on that mission? What was really happening? Anxiety wrapped around me, making every breath feel like a lost battle. I knew my family was dangerous, that they were monsters. I had known it for a long time. But they were my family. They had always protected me... always kept me safe, right? My mother used to tell me that as long as I was useful, I'd be safe.

"Mother, I've been useful... I've done everything they asked," I thought, with a broken soul, as if pleading for her forgiveness. But that safety now felt so fragile, as if every step I took led me straight to my doom. I couldn't shake the feeling that everything I believed was crumbling, like a sandcastle swept away by a cruel wave.

Panic drove me to do the unthinkable: spy on my uncle. Why had he sent Charlie on that mission? It made no sense. Fear gripped my heart, and a dark desperation loomed over me. With my heart pounding, I slipped through the secret passages that snaked through the walls of our mansion, the ones I used to run through as a child, playing hide-and-seek with the world. But now, those walls that once offered me refuge felt cold and oppressive. My steps were quick, but fear followed me, like a shadow.

Finally, I reached the library, where I heard my uncle's voice. I approached a crack in the wall, trembling, and saw him speaking on the phone.

"We just found out," said my uncle, his voice calm and calculating, as always. "The doctor is on his way, but yes, it seems it's a late presentation. There's no doubt now that Jeff is emitting pheromones. He's an omega."

I felt the world stop. My uncle's words echoed in my head, like blunt blows crushing me slowly. Me? An omega? The room spun, the air grew thick. My uncle kept talking as if discussing something trivial, but I could barely process what I was hearing. That scent, the one even Charlie had asked me about... was it me? My heart began to pound so hard it made me shake, and my hands clung to the wall, searching for any anchor in the reality that was crumbling before me.

"I know you mentioned it before," my uncle continued, his tone nonchalant, as if discussing a simple business deal. "But considering how things have changed, do you still want to break the alliance, or will you accept Jeff?"

Accept me? What did that even mean? Who was supposed to accept me? And why? Confusion mingled with terror as I tried to make sense of what I was hearing.