SINUOUS

Three

Ian was born when Nile was 11 years old. A party was immediately hosted as the news of the Alpha heir spread thru the whisperers. This was one of those rare times where he was allowed to go outside. Nile remembered it very clearly on how the maids were forced to groom him to perfection.

He bathe with perfume and his complexion was toned to be plush and natural. He celebrated those times where he wore silk cloths and leather garments.

Elliot was instructed to be his guardian. His parents told him to never let him out of site or to never let him cause confusion. He was often introduced as Lord Charlotte's child from another woman as a reason as to why an Omega has been born from the prestigious Alpha Family.

Nile was prohibited to see his biological mother. His father always visits him to take a look at his face and mutter phrases that he was dissapointed that he had been born an omega. That he could have been with them if he were an Alpha and that he could have tried to love him.

Nile couldn't stop swallowing the self-pity and disgust he was eating everyday. He remembered Elliot as his only friend and the only person who ever looked at him in the eye.

"Elli, don't leave me. " Nile's black shoulder length hair was pushed back as he looked up to a 17 year old Elliot.

Elliot graced him with a small smile before patting his hair. "I will not, young Master. "

Nile couldn't describe the happiness at hearing someone say those words. Elliot always finds the best words to cheer him up. Nile nodded happily and visited all the bouquet his father had laid out for the guests. He tasted them all and carved them deep into his memory.

"What are you doing? " Nile turned around and saw a boy who's taller than him. He was eyeing him intently until his eyes grew wide.

"Wh-Who are y-you? "the boy asked again. When he didn't respond again, the boy took large footsteps towards him and grabbed him by the arm.

"Come with me. "

Nile looked around for Elliot. He spotted the young man at the side watching him intently. He was starting to feel the pain from the grip and the fear circulating his system. They arrived at the garden and the boys' grip loosened.

"What is your name? "

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"----Caspian! " Nile's eyes went wide on recognition. His eyes zoomed in to the manly features of the man holding him. His grip on the man's arm were tighter than before and he was drawn to his musky smell of rain and sweat.

"Why is he here?! " Caspian asked one more time. All the Alphas were surrounding him as if finding a chance to calm the enraging young alpha. Nile looked around and saw the frustrated look on Elliot. His clenched fist almost bursting his veins out.

"He is Lord Charlotte's heir, son. You should treat him with respect! " Lord Clyde bursts out.

"Respect?! He is a fucking Omega! "

"And you are our son! You will obey me!"

Caspian's grip loosened on Nile as the smaller boy falls on the floor with a loud thump. Immediately, Elliot rushed on his side as he felt the small boy slowly intake huge breaths. He was curled into a ball when a huge coat suddenly drapes on him. The head butler then asked to be dismissed leaving his coat to the two of them.

All the alphas were asked to leave the room at the same time. Nile still managed to cast a look to each one of them when they passed by at their direction. He can mostly see the look of curiosity in them but some were already layered in multiple shades of disgusts.

They were disgusted in him.

Yet the feeling of pity clearly dominated the feeling of disgust. Caspian didn't want him. He didn't want an Omega like him.

'If only you are born to be with us child, your life could have been so much better.'

'Papa, don't I deserved to be loved at all?'

'You should not degrade this household anymore by asking more to what was already given to you!'

'You deserve nothing.'

'You should let yourself be swallowed in shame!'

'Never look at me in the eyes again.'

'I hate you.'

Nile felt Elliot carry him. He can only hear muffled voices and his gaze can only travel above. The sting from Caspian's harsh grasp still hurts and Nile willed himself to agonize the pain any longer hoping he would go numb.

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"I guess we are mates " the young Caspian told him. Their fingers were still entwined at each other and Nile felt the heat in his cheeks redden even more.

"How do you know that we are mates?"he said.

"You smell like flowers. "

"Do you hate flowers? "Nile questioned when he noticed the furrowed brows of Caspian's.

"I do. But I love the way you smell. "

"Why? "

"Because we are mates, silly. "Nile pulled his hand out from Caspian's and picked a flower. He entangled it with Caspian's brown locks and smiled sheepishly at how odd it looks.

"You are also like a flower. But you smell like rain. Are you sure I'm a flower? "

"You can be everything you want but you'll still smell like one. "

"Can mates be like family? "

"Yes."

"NO!! " both of them turned their gazes to find the source of the screeching voice. Nile felt the blood inside himself drained when he saw her mother running to them.

She was eyeing at both of their hands hysterically until he pulled Nile's small ones to make him stand.

Caspian stood in shock as he watched Nile got slapped repeatedly until his cheeks were almost as red as the flower Nile gave him. He can feel the anger mixed with his adrenaline as he tried to pull the smaller boy back in his arms.

Nile's face was drenched with tears but he made no move to wipe them. He just continued to cry and cry until his mother forcibly hid his small body in her. With wide and angry eyes, she turned to him an said,

"You'll never understand, boy! You can never mate with this dirty creature! He has been with men in more ways than you can ever imagine! He will never be the pure and innocent mate you ever wanted. You might as well consider your mate dead! "

Nile's crying grew louder as he was dragged back to the mansion. He kept looking and extending his hands to Caspian but Caspian made no move to help him. His eyes were just staring blankly at Nile as he was carried away.

Nile can't believe that Caspian just stood there and believed his mother the second she said those words.

His knees continued to be skinned as he still hoped for that warm hand to reach his. It took all his force just to slow his mother down to see Caspian throwing the flower off his hair to be stumbled upon.

The brown haired boy never looked at his way again.

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