Alpharemus truyện

Sirius was a single father to his two year old son, Cyrus. He was an omega. When He told the father but he left him after he heard the news. He was kicked out of his parents house and the pack. He found a cheap apartment in a bad area and worked as a waiter. Once day he had to take Cyrus with him and his boss was okay with it, that's day he happen to meet an alpha leader, that was taking a break from work. Cyrus was sitting at the counter where Sirius could watch him before he went over to the customers table.

On the train, James was trying to breathe normally again. That scent. It was lingering in the air like sin. He didn't want to be like the other Alphas - feral and desperate, growling at the mere thought of an Omega's heat. But this was Severus. And suddenly the idea of pressing him against a stone wall and- "James," Remus said quietly, "you're sweating." James blinked. His palms were slick. Sirius raised a brow, smirking even though he himself was attracted. "You like him." "I don't." "You do," Sirius said, half-laughing, leaning in. "Our golden boy's got a hard-on for the snake." James gritted his teeth. But his silence said everything. --- In his private compartment, Severus lay stretched across the long seat, his robes unbuttoned slightly at the throat, skin pale and flushed. He breathed in the magic of the train - warm, metallic, alive. But something pulsed inside him. That pull. Three of them. Three Alphas had reacted. He bit his lip, heat curling beneath his skin. James. Sirius. Remus. All of them wanted him. And that was dangerous. Because he wanted them, too.