Operation Heartache ( Alternate Ending )
13 parts Ongoing MatureFadel clutched his right abdomen, his fingers digging into the wound as blood seeped between them. "Fadel, hang in there!" Style's voice was raw with panic. He pressed his hands against the injury, trying to stop the bleeding, but Fadel pushed him away. Time was running out.
Then, despite the pain, Fadel lifted a hand to Style's tear-streaked face, his touch gentle. A small, bittersweet smile crossed his lips. "I'm too lucky to have you, my omega."
Style sobbed harder, his hands gripping Fadel's arms as if he could hold him here forever. "Me too." His voice cracked. "Me too.
Fadel hissed, still clutching his side. "Style, you need to go. You can't stay here any longer. The bomb-it's going to explode."Style's breath hitched. "No," he choked, shaking his head frantically. "I can't leave you!"
'You have to!" Fadel snapped, gripping Style's shoulders. "Save our baby, Style! Go!"
Style broke. He didn't want to go. He couldn't go.