River finished backing his last bag before leaving his bedroom with it. He didn’t look back, not wanting to think about how he was departing from his sanctuary with his son for a few months.
He had left many times but never for long and always returned to the place he called home. But, now, to complete this mission given by Prince Cyn, he had to leave for a while.
So, looking back would not be an option for him because it would make him want to stay.
After this, I should find a way to leave this all behind for Kiyt and Nabu. River sighed as he entered the living area.
Seeing River entering, Kiyt popped up with a small bag in his hand. He held it in front of River with a bright smile, “Look, papa, I packed myself.”
River chuckled at the word choice as he used his free hand to run his hand through his son’s hair. All he wanted was to pick up his son and enter his bedroom, holding him in his arms while not letting him leave this home. He wished to hold onto his son’s smile and comforting scent and never let him mix with the real world.
But, ever since he told Kiyt that they were traveling outside, the boy has been more excited than anything. And how could he destroy the smile that shines brighter than the sun? River has always been weak to his son; why else would he go against everything a hidden assassin is supposed to be?
“Good job, Kiyt.” River praised, causing Kiyt’s smile to grow bigger.
When the time comes, will Kiyt still smile like this? Will he still love me when I show him how much of a monster I can be?
The sound of someone walking in caused River to leave his thoughts as he glanced up. Nabu held a tight expression as he walked in until he looked at River and Kiyt. A smile graced his face as he spoke, “Are you two ready?”
Kiyt quickly moved away, running towards Nabu as his head shook excitedly. “Yes, daddy! Look, look!”
“I see, I see, son.” Nabu chuckled as Kiyt showed him his bag. “Go wait outside; Mrs. Adair is out there, wanting to say goodbye.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Nabu made his way towards River, grabbing his free hand as he pulled him in. He inhaled River’s scent, calming his agitated mind. “Are you ready?” He asked.
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“My job has always been dangerous, Nabu. And even though I don’t want to do this with Kiyt, how could I go against him or Prince Cyn. So, yes, I am ready, even when I don’t want to be.”
River’s face began to scrunch up into a frown until Nabu kissed his forehead, making the folds on it disappear. “Nabu,” River started, only for Nabu to slip another kiss on his nose before reaching his lips and softly laying one on it.
“Four months.” Nabu whispered before letting River go and stepping back, “we should also wish Mrs. Adair a farewell,” he changed the subject.
River almost allowed his eyes to flutter close from the soft kiss on his lips, but when Nabu moved away, he became aware again. He let the kisses and whispered words wash over him as his face became something neutral once more.
He nodded at Nabu’s last sentence as he started moving again. But, this time, he did glance back at his home while thinking: four months.
A thick cover slipped down his body, presenting his bare chest. Goosebumps formed on the skin from the cool air hitting it, but the body did not mind the air as he ran his hand through his growing dark red hair.
Well, barely any strands slipped through his fingers, but it did not stop the person from doing it as they started to grow used to hair finally being on their head.
The door to the bathroom opened as another figure walked out with only a towel around his waist. His long silver hair dripped down his back and chest as he held another towel in his hand. He began drying his hair as he noticed the man on the bed was awake. “Good morning, my beautiful omega.”
“I am not your omega, you stupid alpha.” The person quickly growled.
“Oh, should I call you Min, then?” The man continued, not caring for the glare trying to set him on fire.
Min clicked his tongue, regretting telling Prince Cyn his real name. It has been a long time since he heard his name spoken. Since he was a slave, all he ever heard was people calling him 49, but now since Prince Cyn learned his name, he always called him Min or his omega.
And Min did not know which one he would take: Min or my omega.
The psychotic alpha loved adding emphasis to his name when he would speak it, which grew annoying. “Either use my name right or call me 49.” Min grounded out before slipping the covers utterly off him and moving off the bed.
Since he barely wore clothes (even if he got to wear more and more now), his naked body stood out in the open. Min ignored Prince Cyn’s wondering eyes, growing used to the alpha doing it each time as he passed Prince Cyn, walking to the bathroom.
Well, Min tried until Prince Cyn grabbed his waist, pulling him close against him. “If you don’t want to lose your hand, I advise you to remove it.” Min quickly threatened, glaring at the man.
Prince Cyn smiled, landing a kiss on Min’s neck, causing Min to shiver. “You know I love it when you threaten me.” His lips stayed against Min’s throat as he spoke, dragging against the sensitive skin.
Min gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his shuddering reaction. Prince Cyn touched his body many times, learning how to push his buttons each time. “Your eldest brother requested your presence, don’t be late.” Min switched up as he pulled Prince Cyn’s hand from his body.
Clicking his tongue at the mention of his brother, Prince Cyn lost his mood. “You are coming with me too. Don’t forget I need my personal guard with me everywhere.”
Min did not say anything as he slammed the bathroom door behind him.
They left the bedroom an hour later, making their way to the gardens. As they stepped into a broad clearing, Prince Cyn put on one of his brightest smiles as he spotted Prince Wyot sitting at the gazebo while sipping on tea. Min quietly followed behind as Prince Cyn cheerfully and fakely called out, “Brother!”
Prince Wyot turned towards Prince Cyn as disgust entered his eyes for a second before slipping into a neutral expression, giving nothing away. “You are fifteen minutes late, Cyn. I advise you to learn how to be on time.” Prince Wyot started, already fussing over tiny mistakes.
Prince Cyn held back from rolling his eyes as he sat down on one of the seats. Min stood outside the gazebo, looking towards the flowers rather than them. “Brother, why have you called me out here?” Prince Cyn asked as a servant set a cup of tea down in front of him before swiftly walking away.
Setting down his cup, Prince Wyot gazed at Prince Cyn with sharp eyes before looking away, taking in the state of the beautiful garden. “Do you think we are all stupid, Cyn?”
Prince Cyn confusedly tilted his head to the side, acting like he did not understand what his brother meant, “I don’t understand, brother. What do you mean?”
Clicking his tongue, Prince Wyot turned back to Prince Cyn with barely contained anger on his face, “Cut the act, brother. You think I wouldn’t have caught on to your schemes!”
Humming, Prince Cyn grabbed the tea, taking a small slip as he glanced at his eldest brother. He did not say anything, only looking on as he let the rim of the cup rest on his lips.
Silence passed before Prince Wyot slammed his hand on the table, yelling, “Cyn!”
Prince Cyn finally set the tea down before saying, “This tea is delicious, don’t you agree, brother?”
“Cyn, if you don’t—”
“It would be a shame for it to be your last, wouldn’t it, brother?” Prince Cyn cut off, his eyes turning sharp and intense as he stared his brother down. “A real shame.”
It has been a crazy week last week; from a death threat to the AC breaking (I hate the Texas heat), I was stressed out. It is better now, I guess.
Thanks for the chapter 🥲 and please be safe
Thanks for the chapter ♥️♥️
Welcome back! A death threat? Oh my!!! And yes, our over 100 degree Texas heat has been insane already. 😨 And summer hasn’t even fully started yet!