Help! Five Beast Alphas Want To Breed Me!!(BL)

Elián;

”So... My brother is a bastard and a fucker?”

His voice is cold and slightly amused, and only after hearing his question do I realise the grave I’ve just dug for myself.

I blink at him in horror as my heart plops into my stomach.

”No.” I blurt as I slowly begin to shift away from him.

”I... your... I didn’t mean that,” I add, and he smirks.

My heart starts screaming in panic when he begins to move towards me. Slowly matching my movements as I crawl backwards away from him.

”So what did you mean, Elián?” He questions, and my mind starts scrambling.

What did I mean?

I meant exactly what I said.

But I can’t tell him that...

”I... meant... that... He’s a lovely soul! The best there is... He’s one... gem... of a person.” I reply, and every word seems like harsh metal ripping my throat.

Rhydian? A lovely soul?!

That’s like saying Jeffrey Dhamer was a Disney princess.

”Rhydian is a beautiful soul?” Zethar questions as he draws closer to me, and I start scanning the area for an escape route.

”Y-yes...” I reply, and to my horror, he catches up with me.

”Really?” He questions teasingly as his long fingers grab my thigh, and I freeze.

He moves closer till he’s hovering over me with his face just a few inches away from mine. His hair falls over his shoulders and frames both sides of our faces like curtains.

My view is blocked, and the only thing I can see is this man’s breathlessly beautiful face and dual colored eyes.

”You’re a horrible liar, Elian.” He states with a smirk, and I swallow.

What’s with these men and knowing when I lie?? Am I that bad at it?

”I...I’m sorry. I just... I didn’t mean to be disrespectful. I’m just... I’m scared of going anywhere with him.” I stutter in a desperate attempt to distract myself from his thigh, which I can feel pressing against my crotch... or the bulge I can feel growing in my pants.

”Hmm...” He replies like he’s not paying attention to me, and I return my gaze to his.

”Do you have your mother’s eyes?” He suddenly questions, and my brows crease.

”N-no...”

”Your father’s eyes?” He pushes, and I look away in embarrassment.

”Not him either,” I reply, and there’s silence.

”My eyes are a curse none of them passed down to me,” I add, and silence follows.

I feel his warm breath fan my neck, and my throat dries up as being this close to him for some reason is doing things to me.

He suddenly pulls himself off me, and I turn to look at him.

He grabs my arm and yanks me off the ground. I crash into him, and he grabs my face with one hand.

He turns my face to the water, and I stare at my reflection in it.

He brushes back my hair with his other hand and just holds me there... with me staring at myself.

I stare at my face, and my gaze lingers on my eyes... Eyes that no normal human should have. I look away in disgust, and he finally breaks the silence.

”If you never want to see your eyes again, I can help you.”

My head snaps in his direction in shock, and to my horror, in his other hand is a shrap rock.

”If they’re so hideous, you can’t even stand the sight of them... why keep them?” He speaks with his grip on my arm tightening while he looks at the rock, and my heart starts pounding.

What the fuck is... He’s not... He’s not saying he’s...

He wants to make me blind?!

”You’re my omega. If you don’t want something, it’s my duty to take it away.” He says with an expression that is far too calm for the madness he’s spewing.

”Come on. Let’s get on with it...” He speaks as he tries to pull me to himself, and I start struggling.

”H..Hey... hey, what are you doing?! What are you doing? Let go of me. I don’t want to be blind!” I begin to yell in panic, but his grip only tightens.

”Nonsense. You said it just now. Your eyes are a curse. Let me help you break the curse. I mean... perfectly healthy eyes which have served you all your life... Beautiful eyes that shine like garnet stones and tell how pure your soul is... Eyes so unique even in a world of abnormalities... I’m sure it’s the worst curse anyone can ever have to bear.” He says, and my heart skips a beat at his words.

Is that... Is that hw he sees my eyes?

He’s talking about them like they’re the most beautiful pair of eyes he’s ever seen.

”D...don’t you think they make me look weird?” I can’t stop the question from escaping my lips, and he cocks his head as he looks at me.

”Why should what I think about your eyes matter? I’ve had dual colored eyes all my life. Do you think people laughed at me for it?” He questions, and I blink at him before shaking my head in negation.

”No...?”

”That’s where you’re wrong, Elian. They did laugh... 90% of the people you see here with one eye were once kids who laughed my eyes.” He replies, and my jaw drops.

He slowly lets go of my arms and tosses the rock in his hand into the water as he stands up.

”Hating any part of yourself is the most pathetic thing you can do to yourself.” He says as he shoves his hands into his pockets, and I stare up at him against the moon-lit sky.

”The world is already going to be cruel to you. You’re supposed to be your biggest support, and then you go and hate yourself. It’s disgusting betrayal.” He adds, and his words are like a slap.

”Go to bed. That’s an order.” He then commands as he turns his back to me.

I watch him walk off with his black robe swaying majestically behind him, and suddenly he stops.

”Also, Rhydian wouldn’t dare hurt a hair on your head.” He says with his voice carrying a distant tone.

I stand slowly as I watch him walk further away till he vanishes amongst the trees.

I look back down at my reflection in the water, and I slowly brush my hair away from my eyes as his words replay in my mind.

”The world is already going to be cruel to you. You’re supposed to be your biggest support, and then you go and hate yourself. It’s disgusting betrayal.