Page 37 of The Silver Pact

No words between us, but in my head, there are three that go on repeat. Three words that scare me. Three words that have changed everything. That will change everything.

I fuck those words into her, letting my body say what my mouth can’t.

She cries out, lost in feeling. I made her like that. I did this. I duck down, grabbing a nipple with my mouth and sucking hard.

She arches into me and suddenly shouts out; her nails biting into my shoulders. Her cunt clenches around me so tight I almost lose my mind.

“Silver!” I cry out and pin her to the wall, fucking harder, faster. She moans and thrashes her head from side-to-side as I pummel the fuck out of her tight snatch. Slick runs down our legs. The sound of our coupling fills the air. My snarls and her moans are our music.

I pull her wrist to my mouth and bite deep right as I thrust up into her, forcing my knot in deep. It’s like I’ve never felt pleasure before. My knees want to buckle, but I lock them tight. My balls explode, sending my release spraying into her, over and over. Eyesight gets fuzzy, and my mind goes blank. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I can’t move, but I still want to thrust, and every movement drags more cum out of me, drags more pleasure through my nerve endings.

She whimpers and presses her mouth to my neck, sucking gently. I hold us up, leaning against the wall, shocked at what I've been missing.

“Silver,” I whisper. “I love you.”

She moans and starts to purr.

I glance back at Ross, who wipes a tear from his eye and smiles. Okay, so I did good. That is a relief.

The twins open the door, sneaking back in, bringing more blankets, pillows, and food.

I turn back, focusing on tending to the omega in my arms. The most precious gift I’ve ever been given.

A second chance.

fifteen

Silver

Three years ago at the Omega Refuge

Onyx is in the car. I glance back once, seeing her misery. I’ve never seen her look so defeated. Tears roll down my cheeks, mixing with the rain. She thinks I’m selfish, but I can do this for her. I can let her go. She can have a good life if I’m not there to ruin it.

I walk inside and am led to an office where a woman named Jenny Lathem sits.

“Your sister has paid for you to stay here for three years.”

She explains everything in more detail. The rules, my duties. But I don’t hear anything else.

I sit there, slumped over, crying in huge fits that shake my entire frame. Onyx bought me safety.

She saved me.

All this time, everything I’ve done to her, and she saved what was left of my rotten self. She probably doesn’t even know what she’s done. She put me out of their reach. All of them.

No one will get me here.

No man will enter these walls. No threat by alpha will be obeyed. No strike on omega will fall. Those words are written on the walls of this place. This is the oath the workers here take.

I close my eyes and make a promise to myself and my sister.

I will redeem myself. I will work hard, and I will show her that there’s more to me than what I gave.

Present Day

There’s this warm glow deep inside me, and I’m not comfortable with it. Part of me realises that it’s happiness, and I should be fine with it, yet I’m not. It’s strange, and I can’t help but feel like the other shoe will drop, and I will wake up and lose this again. My heat is like a dream. All I can remember is how good I felt, how safe I felt, and the flashes of pleasure over and over again.

It’s the creepy sensation of wrongness that’s pervasive, spreading into the glow and stealing my ability to breathe. I put one hand on the dining table to steady myself. I don’t want to ruin it, but the more I think, the more scared I get.

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