Taya
I rubbed my fingers lightly against my throat as I walked away from the fight with Sera and Mina, the small ache there fading fast, easy to ignore. No one would ever see the mark of Sera's grip on my skin, and they'd never hear a hint of it in my voice.
But I kept turning the strength of it over in my mind, anyway. Sera's hands had closed on my throat with crushing force. It hadn't been meant to hurt me in a real way, I understood that much. Just enough to make me know I could die. But it had been real, and meant to hurt.
Sera wasn't an omega anymore, not now that she was Luna. She'd become something else entirely. But that kind of strength was still a leap I couldn't make sense of.
I headed for Rurik's cabin instead of going to my father's house. I hadn't slept under my father's roof in days, and I'd stopped going there altogether except to look for him. I had done just that earlier today.
Found the house empty and cold, his scent faded. I'd run into Sera and Mina on my way back instead.
I reached Rurik's door. His own private property, granted to him by his father. The kind of place I had asked my own father for over the years and never gotten past a promise. I doubted I ever would now, now that my father barely looked at me at all. He'd had nothing to say when I left his house, and I'd had nothing to say to him, so I just left.
I pushed Rurik's door open, and the smell hit me first, thick and unmistakable, before my eyes even adjusted. When they did, I stopped.
Four bodies were tangled together, lost in it. Two men apart, one on his knees, gripping and stroking the other's hard cock with slow, practiced strokes. His cock was flushed and leaking, the head slick, the whole shaft rigid and jutting.


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