Alpha's Regret

Chapter 11

About a week went by and the two outsiders became friends with this village's warlocks. Kingston also learned how far back the rivalry between the supernatural went. Also, another tidbit that had been left out was how the werewolf Alpha King and the Warlock king had ancestors that had been mates several timelines before.

Nathan and Preston who was now healed from his injuries. Gave over their knowledge to both men. Kingston and Micheal had to watch what knowledge they shared with the brothers.

Something else was bothering Kingston and he shared his thoughts with Micheal while they walked in the woods. he had overheard Preston discussing a treaty between the Royal pack and the human who ran things. This treaty was important. But whatever was said or declared on it was lost to history. Which means that he should try to get in and see what it says.

Micheal was also worried about Nathan. He had not known till now that warlocks suffered from the same mate illness once rejected. It slowly ate away at everything the one who was rejected was. Making them weak.

The signs were all there with as often as Nathan had to take naps. Or how he was never given a hard task to do. His eyes held in them such great sadness and his stance was that of a man wishing to die.

Time was running against the two who were sent to stop history from repeating. Kingston figured he would have less of a hard time getting onto Royal Pack lands without Micheal vs with. Also, Micheal wanted to stay by Nathan's side. He told Kingston that he felt drawn to the other Omega and knew what it was like going through what he was.

So when night came Kingston held Micheal closer. They had brought a blanket into the forest for them to sit on. Kingston had found this spot earlier in the week. They both took a seat and leaned into the other.

" This spot is so pretty," Micheal said looking around at all the trees and flowers that grew here.

" It's not as good as what I am looking at." Kingston staring at Micheal.

Micheal blushed a little. Kingston then pulled him closer. Lifting his mate's chin. Then he pressed his lips to his loves. After a few moments, he nipped at his lips. Once they opened he thrusted in his tongue to duel with the other. Their tounges moved in tandem and rubbed against one another. It felt so good to have the smaller wolf in his arms.

The need to dominate the other came over Kingston. He longed to be one with the other half of him. But he held back for a moment to just savor the feel of his loves lips and tongue. The sounds Micheal was making were making Kingston's wolf proudly strut around.

Soon they were both taken in with the need to become one and came together to a dance that was as old as time. Only their bodies and their moans filled the night sky. It was like a piece of beautiful music to Kingston's ears.

Once they were done they laid on the blanket just holding onto each other. Soon it would be time for Kingston to leave for his journey to locate the truth of things. He hated to leave his mate behind.

" King...when you get back...will you mark me?" Micheal asked him softly. Almost as soft as a whisper. Like he was scared to voice his question.

" Yes, I would love to do that," Kingston said and pulled his lover closer. Soon they both fell asleep in the open woods.