Episode 3

"I have to stay holed up here, so mean."

Castiel looked out the window, it was dark, but the weather was still gloomy and it was raining.

"Such a pretty weather for such a pretty day." he joked.

Castiel was kyijg on his bed, looking at the ceiling. He was hungry, but he wouldn't be allowed down until later at night.

"They can't even feed me properly." he huffed angrily.

"I hope this family falls to ruins."

Castiel turned into his stomach and buried his face into the soft and comfy bed.

His bed smelled like vanilla, it must've been the fragrance.

"Hmm...I hope no one can smell me." he smelled his arms and shoulder.

He didn't know how he smelled, he never smelled anything on him, but he could feel the pheromones leave his body, when it did.

He used to snuck out at night and buy inhibitors secretly.

His father and the rest of the family could never know about this secret, they would've sold him off immediately.

"If father knew I was a hyper-dominant omega, he'd sell me off the second he got the chance."

"I heard that hyper dominant omegas are super rare, only five in the world, without me."

Castiel let his legs fall off the bed and then slid down and stood up.

"I hope no trouble arises this week, I don't want to have to stay holed up in this room any more than necessary."

Castiel knew that hi family was bad, but what if someone else found out about his secondary trait?

Would they kidnapp him?

Lock him up?

He didn't want to know, and he hoped to never find out.

"I hope there's no alpha sniffing around."

How wrong could he be?

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The ball was going swiftly. The duke and duchess were talking with guests.

All the royal families arrived. They talked with each other, probably only planned to stay for few days and then leave.

In the corner of the room a diamond eyed man say cross-legged. His eyes were white with a hint of purple and silver, diamond eyes.

His hair shone silver in the chandelier light.

No one dared to approach him first. He didn't look interested in anyone either.

"Why did we come again, Alastor?" he asked the man next to him.

It was a man in his early twenties, green eyed and with brown hair.

He was standing right next to the silver haired man.

"To make better relationships with others and to try to get on their food sides."

Alastor spoke, his voice was calm and unbothered by the coldness in the voice of the other man.

"How bothersome."

"Try to stay for a few days, Your Majesty."

The king of Caelestis, Raihn Silas Caelestis.

He was 24 years old, ruled Caelestis for 3 years now, he became a king at a very young age due to his parents passing this on him early.

He was known to be a ruthless man to his enemies, and he was the enemy of Glacie.

He never liked any of them, just looking at their faces, he knew they were full of snakes.

"Those people only act kind to acquire allies, nothing personal, just business and lust, I hate such people." Raihn said, his eyes locked onto the youngest son.

"Look at thay snake, he's all smiles, but what good did he ever do? He only ever speaks about helping poor people, but never even gave them a bread."

Raihn clicked his tongue. It was true, Staris never helped anyone in his life, he lived like the young master he was.

"Hypocrite." Raihn rolled his eyes and stood up.

"Your Majesty?"

"I need some fresh air." he said and left the ball room.

"Idiots." he mumbled before he left.

Alastor followed slowly behind him, giving him some space.

To be continued...

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