Chapter 8 #2

Spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and spice and cloves and smoke and FalkWhere where where where was he where was he where was the Alpha where was the Alpha where was the Alpha where was the Alpha where was the Alpha where where where where where where

Where was his Alpha

Where where where where was his Alpha his Alpha his Alpha his Alpha his Alpha his Alpha his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his

Ren could hear his heartbeat

Or maybe it was his footsteps

The pounding was so loud

It hurt his head

His feet were unhelpful his legs didn’t know where to go

His nose couldn’t lead them

Why couldn’t his nose tell them what to do why was his nose not helping why couldn’t it

Ren slammed against the door

He howled

His claws dug at the wood splinters against his fingertips he could

Ren rattled the doorknob like the Alpha rattled the door of his cell like he rattled the bars of his prison he wanted to get Falk out out out out out too he was in his own prison he needed to come out be with Ren be free free

Ren sobbed when the doorknob wouldn’t turn why won’t it turn he needs Falk needs his Alpha his Alpha his Alpha his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his

Ren pressed his ear to the door

Ren heaved in breath after breath his ribcage expanding

He whimpered

He squeezed his eyes shut

“Falk.”

The word was barely a whisper

His voice was so small

He just wanted to get Falk out

If Falk couldn’t come out Ren wanted to go in

Let him in

He would be a prisoner again would let Falk lock him away he just needed to see him needed his Alpha his Alpha his Alpha his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his his he would go in he would stay there he just needed to get in get in get in no no no no no he needed to get out get out get out get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go in get out go

Doorknob

The doorknob shook

Ren’s world shook

The doorknob turned

Ren’s world turned

Ren cried out as he threw himself at the Alpha Alpha Alpha Alpha Alpha his Alpha his Alpha his Alpha Falk Falk Falk Falk his Falk his Falk his Falk his

Spice and cloves and smoke and

Spice and cloves and smoke and

Spice and cloves and smoke and

Spice and cloves and smoke and

Spice and cloves and smoke and

Spice and cloves and smoke and

Spice and cloves and smoke and

Ren buried his face in Falk’s neck

He would never leave he would stay here forever he would never leave this smell this scent it was his his scent his Alpha his Falk

Falk’s arms wrapped around him

Falk’s nose was against his neck

The door closed Ren was locked away again but it was okay this was okay he was okay he wanted to go in go in go in he would get out again later he would

“Ren.”

Ren

Ren?

Ren

He was Ren

Yes he was Ren

Falk was talking to him was saying his name he knew Ren he knew him he knew his Omega

“Falk” Ren said but the words were muffled he didn’t know if he heard him or maybe he felt the vibrations of his name from where Ren’s lips were pressed against his throat

Falk

Ren

Falk

Ren

Falk Ren

Ren grabbed Falk’s shirt offended the Alpha his Alpha was wearing anything at all he grabbed it and tugged on it and whined and begged for Falk to take it off

Falk’s hands claws hands wrapped around Ren’s wrists that were covered in blood his palms were now covered in the blood just like the floor of Ren’s cell his blood was staining so many things

Ren whimpered as Falk shoved his hands away from undressing him

Falk didn’t try to undress Ren

Falk was in rut why didn’t he want Ren

Ren had wanted Falk when he was in heat he had wanted the Alpha his Alpha he hadn’t told him but he wanted him he hadn’t wanted to tell him hadn’t wanted to be so vulnerable the Alpha could have taken advantage of him but Ren wanted him so badly why didn’t Falk want him Ren could help him Ren could

Falk’s arms were so tight around him his breath so hot on his neck his nose pressed hard against his scent gland it made Ren gasp and keen and moan and he grasped Falk harder

Falk’s arms enveloped him

Like a cocoon

Ren had seen butterflies in their cocoons or before they were butterflies when they were in that in between they were in their cocoons Falk’s arms were like that

So soft and gentle but holding Ren so tightly holding him holding him together

Falk’s bed was so soft so comfortable

Why did he get such a comfortable bed

Why did he get such soft pillows while Ren slept on barely more than the floor

Ren wanted to be in Falk’s bed forever

He could be a prisoner here he wouldn’t mind it

Falk’s arms were so comfortable

He could be a prisoner in Falk’s arms

Falk’s arms could trap him there forever

Could hold him there forever

He could be Falk’s prisoner he could be with him forever he could stay here forever he could

Falk was wrapped around him sighing so contentedly he sounded so happy Ren could make him happy he could stay here forever and make him happy

“Ren”

His name sounded like a plea on Falk’s lips

What did he want Ren to do

He would do it he would he would do what Falk wanted what he needed he

“I’m tired”

Ren didn’t know what those words meant

What was Falk saying

“Go to sleep Ren”

Ren didn’t know what Falk wanted him to do

Why would Ren sleep

It was the Blood Moon why would Ren sleep he couldn’t sleep now he had finally found Falk

“I am tired go to sleep”

Ren would do whatever Falk wanted him to

He could sleep he could let the Alpha hold him like a small child holding a pillow or toy that comforted them he liked being in Falk’s arms he could stay here forever he could make him happy he could

He shut his eyes he wanted to please Falk wanted to show him that he was listening

Ren closed his eyes even though he wouldn’t sleep he couldn’t sleep

Falk’s chest rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell and Ren lost track of how many breaths he took lost track as the motion lulled his mind

Maybe he could sleep

It would make Falk happy

So he would sleep

Ren was so warm when he woke up.

His body felt like a freshly baked roll of bread—so soft, warm on the inside, and would melt in your mouth the moment you took a bite.

It took him a long time to realize how strange it was that he was laying on a cloud rather than on the cold, hard, paper-thin mattress he had become so accustomed to.

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