Bow of the Twilight | MewGulf ✔

13 morning

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*2 days before full moon day*

It was still dark when Type woke up. He stayed awake for a little while. Just then Tharn woke up. Type pretended to close his eyes as Tharn squirmed around.

Tharn and Type had become closer by now. After Type's heat, Tharn and Type talked about their coition,  and now they are both in love with each other more than anything. But they haven't confessed to each other yet.

Type was still closing his eyes, but then Tharn woke up. He looked to his side to find his adorable mate sleeping. He turned to his side on one arm and caressed his mate with the other.

"Pup, you have changed me a lot these days. You aren't even sure of the effects you have on me. Mew doesn't stay quiet around you. I struggle a lot to control him." - Tharn sighs shortly.

"I won't allow him to touch you pup. I know you are special. I don't want to lose you. I cannot imagine leaving without you Type." - he pauses.

"I love you"- there it is. He said it. It was unexpected, but he felt it was needed. Type and Gulf both hopped in joy, but they couldn't express. Gulf wants Mew and Type wants Tharn. As much as their wolves were connected, they both were connected now. Type felt it.

Even though Tharn hasn't marked him yet, or knotted him yet, Type can sense the strength of the bond is stronger than before since the day they both had sex.

Never once would have Type imagined falling in love with a guy, nor that man is an alpha, not a normal one, but a ruthless one, not just in the battle on the ground, even in the battle of the bed. Type realized he liked it that way. Hard and rough. And next time he wants it raw.

His mind had two things now. Tharn confessed to him. That was actually the main thought that clouded his mind. But he could still not shut out the voice which is asking him exactly what was special about him and who is that person him being a threat to Type. He let it slide because Tharn was more important than his own self now.

Type opened his eyes, and as he thought he straight looked into Tharn's eyes. Those eyes which held the galaxies for him, those eyes which could fight the world for him, those eyes which will always take his side whatever happens.

Since Tharn is shirtless, he pulls him on top by clutching on Tharn's shoulders and they meet in a luscious kiss morning breath long forgotten. It wasn't exactly only love, but a sexy mixture of both love and lust clouded.

Type moved a little, making his crotch rub against Tharn's. Tharn grunted at that. He could sense his morning wood already wake up. "Princess, is it okay?"

"Tharn, I am fine. Don't always worry about me. Okay?"

Type bucks his hips to Tharn's side, suddenly feeling needy. Tharn hovered Type over and started marking his neck and collarbone. Tharn's wolf was just waiting for his signal. Mew was such a horny wolf, but just for his mate.

Tharn pressed wet, toothy kisses along Type's nape as his hand drifts, finger running through the upper naked body, trailing the belly before grasping Type's length. He mumbles unintelligible, wiggling close. Type griped Tharn's wrist, gasping as he worked in a teasing, unhurried rhythm, at the ticklish sensation of Tharn's dick moving against his taint.

Tharn comes with a grunt, the head of his cock against Gulf's balls. His fingers tighten briefly, and Gulf sighs as heat spills between his legs run down his skin to the bedding.

"Nearly there, love," Tharn breathes, sleepily urging, dotting kisses near Gulf's ear down his nape. "A-alpha..."

Type gives a strangled groan, clutching Tharn's arm in a desperate grip as he comes. Tharn catches his spend in a loosely cupped palm and smears it up Type's flank, making a deeply contented noise. Tharn leant down and slightly bit the mark on Type's lower back.

"Hey," Type protests blearily, smiling like a fool, he's sure.

Tharn turns his chin to place an inelegant kiss on his mouth. "Go back to sleep till I shower up princess."

This, Type can do.

"And-" Type yawns widely. "-good morning to you as well."

Tharn just chuckled, taking one last look at his mate dozing off and went to freshen up.

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As soon as he came out of the shower, Tharn could sense a stressed call from Knock through his mind link. "Type, I am done. You can go shower up. Knock is calling me. I will go check what's up" - Tharn kissed Type on his forehead and left to the kitchen.

"Knock what happened?"

"The southern gates were opened and there is a rogue scent in the outer grounds"

"It was locked, right? No one could enter without the key. Not even us!" - Tharn exclaimed.

Knock hesitated for a moment.

"Lhong escaped from the prison cell" - Korn came running in.

As soon as he came inside, a loud bang was heard from outside that made everyone run outside. Tharn rushed outside to know whatever it was. He was hit by a familiar, yet peculiar scent of a wolf. Sure a rogue.

But the scent was still familiar to him. He shrugged it and then neared the neighboring place to see three wolves of their pack dead.

The three bodies lay bloody, mercilessly massacred in front of the pack's gamma's house. It was his family. His omega wife, an alpha son, and a beta son lay dead there. An alpha, a beta, and omega.

The faint scent on the dead wolves reminded him of someone. He couldn't quite recall whom it belonged to.

He was busy assessing them, that he didn't see the shocked and depressed look in Knock's face who was currently coming towards him.

"Knock, link Win and Team and tell them to call the pack doctor to properly bury them. The gamma can stay within the packhouse until he feels normal. Tell everyone to stay inside their house and no one should come out of their house"

"T-Tharn..."

"And also call the pack's elders to come with some moonflower perfume for all the pregnant people, so that they would never be scented"

"T-Tharn.." - Knock still couldn't open his mouth.

Tharn looked up since Knock wouldn't talk.

"What happened Knock?"

"T-type is m-missing. T-they took h-him"

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Type is kidnapped! :(

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