Chapter 28
Torn 2.0 (Werewolf boyxboy REWRITE)
Osais
Those few weeks afterward had been hell.
Since our disastrous escapade at Max's compound and saving Berlin, my mate rapidly slipped into a deep depression that swallowed him whole. It started the moment we arrived back at the pack house.
I expected him to be elated - filled with joy at the idea of being back home after being subjected to the horrors of Max - but the moment we touched the ground, he began to retreat into a cocoon of his own. His shy nature steadily worsened as the days dragged on, which took a toll not only on myself but also the well-being of the entire pack.
As short as his time may have been with the pack, they'd all formed a strong bond to their future Luna. His innocent, pure nature was what this pack has needed for quite a long time, as my parent's time of rule was characterized by iron fists. Not only that, but the news that the next Alpha Heir was cradled in the womb of my mate didn't serve to make matters better. Everyone worried that the destitute emotional state of Berlin would somehow affect the health of the baby.
That thought terrified me to no end.
I set down my almost-empty cup of triple-smoked whiskey on top of my desk before tilting my head back against my office chair with a deep sigh. Although I knew that human alcohol wouldn't have any affect on my psyche since my Werewolf gene practically neutralized it, the burn as it slid down my throat acted as a numbing agent to at least leave me feeling as content as I could be. I tried for as long as possible to keep my Alpha affairs going on as usual when Berlin began distancing himself from everyone, however the strain proved too much and Ortiz ended up taking up a nice slice of my Alpha duties.
Surprisingly, he didn't complain too much about the newfound responsibilities. However, judging by his usual stoic mate's slight twitch on the corner of his lips, it became evident that he was quite excited to use this opportunity to have an excuse to stay cooped up in his room and fuck his mate.
And Ortiz fucking loved it.
But of course he would never admit it, as he was still adamant on his claim of heterosexuality. Or, as he put it, he was not "a flaming homosexual like Osias's flowery, rainbow-bottomed ass".
A grimace pulled at my lips as I rubbed my temples, sitting up in my chair to place my elbows on my desk before grabbing my glass of whiskey once again. The harsh but smoky smell wafted into my nose, and before I knew it memories began slamming into the front of my mind as if I'd flipped an imaginary switch.
Berlin's stunned gaze as I knocked a piece of bread out of his hand to kidnap him into a date.
Berlin's body overheating with the strain of his heat.
Berlin's peaceful, innocent face as he slept on my chest during the plane ride.
Berlin's small, sweaty body writhing in pleasure underneath me as he keened for my mating mark to adorn his shoulder.
I could've told you that I hadn't cried since I was a child, however that would be a lie because the ripple that danced across my glass of whiskey, disturbed by my salty tear, lay testament to my second time breaking of that record since I met him.
That man. My Mate.
That gorgeous, however effeminate, perfect man had such an affect on me that no one else ever had. Not even my parents.
With that thought, a deep, tortured sob ripped through my chest as I keeled over onto my desk, my shoulders shaking with utter sadness and hopelessness. York seemed to do the same, judging by his howls in our mind that ached my bones from the inside and vibrated against my eardrums.
I tried.
I tried so hard, but I always let my temper get into the way. I hurt him. I hurt his fathers.
I wanted to be so much better. I wanted to be the mate, the husband, and the father to our little pup that Berlin deserves.
Hell, I even wanted his parents to like me.
My head snapped up as a gentle knock on my office door caught my attention, and the scent that wafted through the crack underneath it almost crippled me in my seat.
He was here.
But why?
"O-Osias...?" came the soft, muffled voice from across the barrier of wood. It was amazing how that one sound could calm my nerves to such an extent. "Are you in there...?"
My mind suddenly started working, as I practically jumped up from my seat to transverse the short but seemingly never-ending space between my desk and the door. Once I reached it, I immediately yanked it open to find the most heart-warming sight in the universe.
Berlin looked unexplainably happy. He practically glowed as my oversized button-up he wore fell down to just above his knees, and his little, soft hands rested gently on the large baby bump that held our beautiful child.
I couldn't believe my eyes, and actually contemplated pinching myself to make sure this wasn't just a whiskey-fueled dream that I'd wake up from later, unfulfilled and drooling on my desk.
"Berlin..." I breathed out his name, my arms finding a mind of their own as they instinctively pulled him into my body, shutting the heavy door behind us as I promptly sunk to my knees with another wave of tears.
"Baby, I'm... I'm so fucking sorry." I whispered, burying my face into his neck as my strong arms trapped him in my lap with both hands pressed against his bump.
"I promise to be better for you. I promise, anything you want." I whispered through my tears.
I always thought an Alpha never cried, but this boy was undeniably and unregrettably my ultimate weakness.
A little giggle almost stopped my heart and projected me out of my self-pity, and soft hands cupping my stubbly cheeks in order to bring my eyes up to look into his breathtaking, brown ones.
"Osi, I love you." he whispered with a little smile, leaning forward to press his smooth, pouty lips to mine briefly before shifting his weight with slight difficulty in order to straddle my legs. Although he couldn't completely wrap his arms around my neck due to his bump obstructing complete contact, just the feeling of his body on mine was more than enough to make my heart beat rapidly.
And he didn't stutter. Not once.
His lips brushed my neck as he spoke, and I pressed feather-soft kisses to his mark as he did so, listening with every cell of my being.
"Osi, I had a talk with Papa and Daddy, and they told me a lot about how they met. I... I know I've been really distant lately, but I felt so... dirty after what what happened to me... To us." he paused, taking a deep, shaky breath before whimpering softly and continuing. My baby was so strong.
"...But Daddy made me realize how much I need you. I need you so bad, Osi. I thought for sure you wouldn't want me after- after-" I felt Berlin bite his lip and his shoulders start to shake as he tried to continue, but he was obviously on the verge of breaking down and I knew that if he did, I would as also.
"Shh, Princess. Shh... I've got you. I promise. I'm right here." I whispered, closing my eyes to savor the feeling of my mate in my arms and the spiritual presence of our child between us. His body shook with sobs as his tears dampened my shoulder, and I held him through every moment.
In fact, I never planned to let him go.
Not now, not ever.
"Berlin, since the moment I set eyes on you, I knew that you were exactly the one I'd waited my entire life for. We've been through some messed up things, yes, and you were hurt by something that I couldn't protect you from. I can't say that it doesn't fucking hurt. But... Life isn't perfect. Baby... we have a pup, and we're going to be a family! That's the one thing that that bastard can never take away. You're round with our pups, and I promise I'll be the best father and mate that I can be." I told him confidently, my arms tightening possessively around my him with every passing moment until he let out a little squeak that prompted me to loosen them slightly.
"Oh, sorry." I whispered with a slight smile, kissing his temple in an apologetic gesture that left him purring in my embrace.
"I don't know what to say..." he whispered, curling up in my arms as much as he could in order to rest his head on my chest in a somewhat comfortable manner. "I never thought my life would ever be this great again after he died..." Berlin's teary eyes landed on mine, and a small smile twitched on the corners of his soft lips as I leaned down to claim them briefly. He melted into the gesture, a little moan escaping his throat at the simple intimacy. "But... But you make me so happy..." he whispered between my kisses which grew constantly rougher, and I bit his bottom lip a moment later as he raised up onto his knees to kiss me deeper.
My entire body ached to claim him again, and York clawed at my insides in agreement at the mere idea. I knew that the demon's attempt to make Berlin feel useless by claiming his body was his ultimate insecurity, I needed to reassure him that I would always be here for him no matter what.
That he would always be perfect to me.
That he was my number-one priority.
That I loved him.
"Osi..." he breathed out against my lips as I very carefully reversed our positions, hovering over his body as he lay splayed out on the floor underneath me. I could feel the shiver that jolted down his spine as I slipped my hands underneath my button-up that he was wearing to get just a taste of the creamy skin that lay underneath. To my astonishment, his smooth legs were only adorned by small, pink briefs that clung to him like a second skin.
I couldn't help but groan at the sexy sight as my cock twitched in my sweatpants.
To make matters worse, Berlin whined softly and, as if to be bashful, slid one foot up his leg in an attempt to cover himself somewhat.
I have no clue how I kept my cool after that.
"Fuck, fuck." I muttered with a renewed vigor, leaning down to press my lips to his mark and suck hard, eliciting a back-arch worthy moan from my gorgeous mate.
"O-Osias..." he moaned out aloud as his hands came up to wrap around my neck and his short, enticing legs spread open wide to allow me to settle between them. He was painfully hard already, and so was I. We hadn't re-consummated our bond in so long that I could practically feel both of our wolves yearning to tear out of us and go at it like... well... dogs.
And although my office floor wasn't the optimal place for us to have sex, I decided to let it slide as my intuition told me that we'd be at it all night anyway. Meaning, we had time to get to a bed eventually. And my desk. And hopefully the kitchen counter...
Berlin's hips raising to press against my straining bulge snapped me out of my reverie of imagining Berlin in impossible positions while I pistoned in and out of him, but his blazing eyes told me that he was probably on a very similar page.
"P-please... Hurry..." he breathed, hastily grabbing my hand and pressing my fingers against his entrance as some sort of invitation. A deep, dominant growl escaped my chest as I felt my canines lengthen.
And suddenly, my hands and body had a mind of their own.
A.K.A., York's extremely perverted mind.
Buttons flew everywhere as my hands ripped my button-up from my mate's body before reaching down to rip his briefs practically in two. He was sweating and squirming underneath me at this point, his legs trying to tighten around my waist as best he could with his large tummy in the way.
"Gorgeous..." I - or should I say York - growled out, gripping at Berlin's body as if he would disappear at any moment. His eyes locked on his mate's round tummy, and as if controlled by some external force, he leaned down to press a soft, loving kiss to the distended skin before continuing down.
Berlin's scream of pleasure had me pumping copious amounts of precum into my boxers as my tongue penetrated his tight ring of muscles. His legs drew up immediately as he held them in a white-knuckled grip. I could tell that he wanted to thread his fingers into my hair, but his pregnant state restricted his motion by quite a bit.
His thighs quivered with every flick of my tongue, and as I got him all wet and prepared for what was to come. He whined loudly and shivered, his head thrown back against the carpet and his eyes shut tight as he basked in the pleasurable sensations.
"You're so delicious, sweetheart..." I muttered from between his legs, turning my head to press hot, lingering kisses to the insides of his thighs as his eyes snapped open and his face flushed a bright red with embarrassment. His legs practically snapped shut, and I released a chuckle as I gently pressed them apart again. "Don't hide."
"But... But you're being mean..." he breathed with a slight whine in his tone, obviously still incredibly flustered from the onslaught of pleasure that he'd just received. I chuckled once more, my chest vibrating with the movements as I leaned up to kiss his soft lips. He immediately succumbed to my seducing with a hum, and I smirked against his willing lips before pecking them softly.
"You're right. Let me grab the lube, and I'll give you what both of us want." I kissed his neck gently and sat up onto my knees in an attempt to stand, but a hand on my forearm halted my movements.
"Ber?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. Berlin was looking slightly passed me with cheeks as red as a fucking tomato, and he held my hand to his face almost to try and shield it from my gaze.
"I... I actually wanted to try something first... I-if you don't mind, that is." he squeaked out, flickering his adorable doe eyes to meet my bright golden ones. A smirk pulled at my lips as I leaned back down to him, kissing his nose softly.
"You don't need to ask, baby. What did you have in mind?" I inquired, genuinely interested in what my innocent little mate could have floating around in that mind of his.
He pouted for a moment - bottom lip sticking out and everything - before his eyes turned steely and he nodded to himself, as if to reassure his courage. He sat up from his position on the floor and placed his hands on my shoulders to push me down. I could tell that he was still unsure of his actions from the slight shakiness of his fingers, but I found it incredibly sexy that he was trying to initiate some sort of sexual contact on his own.
However, I never expected him to be so bold about this in particular.
I felt his tiny hands pull my sweatpants and boxers down in one swoop, before he climbed between my legs and sucked my dick into his mouth like his life depended on it. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head as he gripped my base hard, stroking the parts that his lips couldn't reach as he rolled his neck and bobbed his head steadily. I growled out in pleasure as my mate's soft lips moved rapidly up and down the length of my rather large cock, and without gagging one time.
My fingers threaded into his long, blonde hair that fell to his shoulders as I pushed it back from his face to see his beautiful eyes looking up at me with the most innocent expression I'd ever witnessed. As if that wasn't enough, the hand that once clenched the base of my cock became preoccupied with reaching behind him, rapidly sliding in and out of his hole as he pleasured himself in unison with his lips sliding up and down on my cock.
That was all it took.
The contrast of his innocent features while my cock slid in and out past his glistening lips was enough to have me spilling my load down his throat with a loud moan. He coughed gently, pulling off of my cock with an audible 'pop' before leaning back down to kitten-lick away the rest of the pears of cum that beaded at my slit.
"Was I good?" he whispered, setting his hands in his lap to play with nervously as he awaited my answer. I simply rolled my eyes, sitting up to pull his body into a straddling position on my lap. My cock pressed deliciously in-between his plump, perk ass cheeks - prompting a soft moan from him as he tried to press back against it and penetrate himself. I held tightly to his hips to restrict his actions just to tease him as my lips found their way to his mating mark which was - to my disdain - slightly fading.
"Good? Baby, you were beyond 'good'." I mumbled as he strained against my grip on his hips, trying to create some type of friction between both of our aching lower parts. "In fact, you were incredible. Absolutely perfect." I finished, pressing hot but brief kisses up his neck before I reached his lips. They connected in a rush of hunger, as his arms wrapped around my neck and I held him tightly in my lap; my hard cock rubbing hard against his wet, puckered entrance.
There were only hands, lips, and friction as we explored each other's bodies. His sweet breath brushed across my neck as his head fell to my shoulder with a sigh when I nudged my tip against his waiting entrance, which fluttered in response. I was surprised at the amount of slick that he'd produced, which usually only occurs when in heat.
But I wasn't complaining.
The lube was forgotten as I dug my canines slightly into Berlin's mating mark. My tip penetrated his tight rim, making him whimper in pleasure and dig his fingernails into my back. I held him as close as possible to me as he straddled my lap, and my abs flexed while I gripped his perky ass to slowly lower him down along my incredibly hard shaft. He moaned the whole way down, squeezing his eyes shut with the pleasure and trying his best to keep his forehead connected with mine despite the barrier of his stomach.
"Osia- nngh..." my name got caught in his throat as I began the movement of my hips, pulling out of him slowly - almost to the tip - before sliding him right back down onto my cock. Tears of pleasure welled in his eyes as he rolled his hips, trying to bounce with each of my pounding thrusts into his tight walls.
"I... I... L-love y-y-you- ahh!" he screamed out in the midst of his sentence and I grinned, grunting with each movement of my hips when I found the little bundle of nerves inside of him that caused him to practically collapse in my arms. He could barely breathe as I slammed in and out of him, the only sounds being our grunts and moans, and the sounds of skin-against-skin.
It didn't take long before he was mumbling gibberish against my neck and I felt the familiar knot of muscles in my lower abdominals. Berlin held onto me tightly as he moaned with each thrust, urging me to go harder and faster each time, even if he knew it would have him walking like a duck tomorrow.
"Fuck, baby... I'm close..." I warned, licking his mating mark gently in order to prepare it for my imminent bite as I continued my harsh thrusts into my little mate.
"I-inside... Come inside of me... Please..." he begged, his hips frantically rolling in an effort to push my cock even deeper inside of him.
As if on command, my canines sunk deep into his shoulder, and I released deep inside of my gorgeous mate while he did the same between both of our bodies, both of us seizing up with tremors of passion. His scream of release left my cock throbbing inside of him as he tried to catch our breath after our intense lovemaking session. I slowly slid my canines from his new mark, licking it affectionately in order to not only speed up the healing process but also admire the one thing that made our mating unbreakable.
He whined softly as I knotted him, and I rubbed soft circles on his back in order to soothe the pain of the extra intrusion. He rested his head on my shoulder in contentment, and as we laid there, silent in the afterglow of our lovemaking, I came to see the true immensity of how grateful I was to have been granted this gorgeous man as my mate.
His breaths evened out and his eyes drifted open slightly to capture mine, and you bet your ass I kissed those soft lips that drifted up into the cutest little smile.
My mate was so strong. We'd been through so much together, and now that our biggest threat was out of our lives completely and we had the blessing of our God/dess on ours side, I was positive that we could face anything else in this world. I'd never imagined this to be my life, but now that it was, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the entire world.
I had found my forever.
As my hands caressed the bump that held our child, I smiled tiredly at the idea of what the future could hold.
With Berlin by my side and our perfect little pup growing inside of his womb, I knew that I would be proud to face every day with a smile.
"Osias? What are you thinking about?" Berlin asked sleepily, nuzzling into my neck while simultaneously trying not too move his lower body and potentially shift my knot inside of him.
"You"
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"What about me?"
I chuckled. How could I explain it to him in a way that would make any sense?
"Well, princess. I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have this life. To have you. To have our child. About how torn you were when we first met, and how you've flourished into such a strong person. About how much I love you." I whispered, kissing the top of his head with a smile.
"It's only because you took the time to put me back together, you know." he whispered back, clearly on the verge of falling asleep in my arms from exertion. "I was torn, but you held the piece that put me back together. And for that, I will always love you." he finished with a soft breath, and the sound of his steadily beating heart told me that he'd fallen asleep with the last word.
I couldn't help the tear of happiness that rolled down my cheek as I held the loves of my life in my arms.
Astonishingly, as if they could hear me, our pup gently kicked inside of Berlin, something I was feeling for the very first time.
I don't think I've ever smiled so wide.
Fuck, I would have fought that bastard and died a million times if it meant I got to experience this happiness forever.
I tightened my arms around my family, holding them close as I closed my eyes and rested my cheek on top of Berlin's head before leaning against the wall and falling into the best sleep I've ever had.
THE END
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Woah, that's the end.
I'm really sorry if you guys were expecting a longer book, but I really felt like their story was through being told. Well, kind of, because they will continue to be a huge part of Corey and Ortiz's story with the baby and everything. After all, Ortiz and Osias are like best friends, and Corey is Berlin's brother. If you haven't gone to read Claimed, on my profile, GO SEE IT!
I have AWESOME plans for the three books in this trilogy, and then I'm thinking about a couple books where the focus is on Osias and Ber's kids and their mates (because you guys are going to fucking love them, promise).
Thank you for reading the rewrite of my first book I've ever written, TORN. If you are a new or old reader, please let me know what you thought!
Love to everyone!
Xoxo
Alexander â¡