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Here's chapter 8 only 4 days later instead of 4 fucking months later. I hope you guys forgive me. I have been feeling a bit better lately, so I will take advantage of that and post chapters as quickly as I can.


Scene 7

Mate

The awakening was brutal

Eren felt like he was in an oven. He was hot and cold at the same time. His lungs were on fire and his throat was so bad that he could not swallow. He opened his eyes at once and panicked when he realized that an object had been driven down his throat. The hose pressed against the bottom of his trachea and he soon found himself suffocating. Bizarre ,as this kind of intervention procedure should have had the opposite effect to the one he was having. This pipe was there to help him and it was the other way around. He moved his arm and then grunted. He had just shifted one of his tubes and the needle was a bit sideways, piercing his skin.

The medical corps of the hospital where he happened to be staying always exaggerated.

Eren was the son of the great boss. So it always pulled out all of the stops when it comes to patching him up. Oh, of course, he was aware that he had probably escaped beautifully this time (Armin had to reactivate his spy just in time) but it was clearly not a reason to intubate him. He undid his fasteners before grasping the pipe with both hands and pulling it out of his body. It was surely the worst feeling he knew. He almost vomited twice but finally managed to free himself. Considering his special condition, his father had ordered that the state of his lungs and stomach be checked every time he put his feet (conscious or not) in one of his hospitals. As the Jaegers had almost all the hospitals in the area ... no, the country ... Eren was entitled to his full exam every fucking time.

It was exhausting!

Well, at once, seeing that he had clearly abused his powers, a little check up probably had not harmed him. He took off his infusions with an expert gesture and unplugged the monitor. Almost as soon as the signal became flat, an armada of nurses landed in the room. Eren watched them for a moment as they looked at him with a bewildered look, he did not recognize any ... oh! Yes! There, on the right, Helene. Eren nodded slowly as he realized that he was in Stohess's hospital ... it was clearly not his favorite (it was impossible to pass there incognito) but at least he was in his habitat. He smiled with all his teeth: "Wow! Unbelievable! You took less than a minute to get here!"

Helene nervously raised her glasses, her fine figure was still as angular and her face still unendurable ... but Eren knew that she was one of his father's favorites when he was operating in this hospital and he knew her well enough to know that her harsh, dry outer appearance did not reflect her great heart, patience and sense of humor: "Not bad ... you just beat your personal best Mr. Jaeger. This time you took only one day to come back from the dead. Does that mean you are improving or you are getting dangerously close to the moment when I should tell your father that you are at the morgue?"

Eren laughed heartily: "I too am delighted to see you again Helene! He put his feet to the ground and winced.

Something was wrong.

His neck was stiff and he had the impression of weighing ten tons. All his muscles tightened suddenly and his heart was racing. He raised his hand to his neck incredulously. The energy transmitted by the Bite was still palpitating. Eren gasped. It was like suddenly having a battery injected under the skin. He could feel the vibrations along his entire spine. His eyes widened as he became aware of what it meant. He had been bitten. No Claim, No Submission. He had just been marked. It could only mean one thing ... He heard himself whisper: "Levi ..."

One way or another, Levi had finally become part of the team that had come to his rescue.

Eren froze, pale. It was impossible for him to really realize all that it implied. Helene had approached him, suddenly uneasy: "Mr. Jaeger?"

Eren blinked, dazed: "I ..."

A familiar voice suddenly rose up: "Already awake you fucking suicidal bastard? You're talking about timing, it's been barely ten minutes since I got to the hospital ... "

Eren blinked and it took at least two minutes before he realized he was looking at Jean. Then he exclaimed, flabbergasted: "What the hell happened! Why am I ... "

Jean suddenly said to the nurses: "Hello Helene! How have you been since the last time?"

"Visibly better than he ... ", said Helene.

Jean sighed:" I'll explain what happened, you can go, I take the relay ... "

Helene moved away from Eren but before she left, shesaid, "We do not yet have the results of his analysis, do not let him go."

Jean nodded gravely as she glanced at the sack he was holding nonchalantly in his hand. She knew that it probably contained spare clothes, just as every other time this kind of scene was repeated.

It would not be the first time, and certainly not the last one, that Jean Kirstein was coming out of nowhere after they had snapped up the son of Doctor Jaeger, before helping him to scamper off. The Doctor was unreachable for the moment, as it often happened, but Helene hated letting this little kamikaze go without his father having given his agreement beforehand ... even if Eren was not badly injured, obviously, of his own opinion.

Jean had the decency to assume a rather more guilty air: "No, not this time, I promise. He'll stay here until your results show he's okay ... "

Eren grunted," I'm right here, Jean, in the room, with you, and I'm still waiting for fucking explanations! "

His voice betrayed his distress and a little irritation. He had a trembling hand and his fingers clearly drew the outlines of the blistering of his mark. Jean retorted: "You spend your time ignoring me when I speak to you but you are not even able to endure a tiny bit of the treatment you reserve for me?"

Eren's eyes sparked lightning: "Do you think it's time for me to mess up the pony face?" What the fuck?"

Jean prickled at the insult but had the presence of mind to abstain from engaging in a verbal adjunct which at any moment could end badly. To say that Eren had a temperament of fire, would be a euphemism.

He had a sacred predisposition to pyromania and was clearly not the type one would choose to take as an example if we wanted to illustrate patience and serenity. No, in reality, it was right in moments when his voice did not change absolutely in volume or intonation, when his face became a perfect mask of calm and restraint, that one could fear the most impressive explosions ... there was not the slightest chance that Jean would be unharmed if he did not play 'nice'. After all, he did not need to know Eren forever, as he knew, to know his more than cynical opinion about Marks and Peers in general.

So now that he had regained consciousness, bound forever to his Mate whom he had avoided like the plague for nearly five years ...

The nurses seemed to understand that it was high time to leave them a little privacy and they disappeared without asking for anything else. Jean stepped forward cautiously and tossed the bag in his possession to Eren. The latter caught it by reflex, finally ceasing to caress with a febrile finger the scar of his marking. Jean grabbed the chair that was in a corner of the room and settled within 1 meter of his friend. Eren had followed each of his movements with his eyes, attentive. The burst of fury that danced in the depths of his green eyes did not bode well ... and of course? Armin was too busy removing all the crap from this idiot to be the one who would face his wrath ... what a bastard blondinet manipulator ... why did Jean systematically find himself playing the wrong role!

"Eren. You really are a filthy, irresponsible, suicidal idiot! Did you really think that this time you would get through?! "

Eren frowned and opened his mouth as if to reply.

But Jean had no intention of giving him the opportunity. To devil with diplomacy, Jean in any case, was also not the finest of mediators, everyone knew. It was not for nothing that they were both constantly fighting both: "What exactly did you think you were doing? Huh? Making Mikasa an Orphan? To Hell with Harmony and everything else? What could have happened in your little suicidal psychopathic head to believe that you could get out of it alone?!"

Eren did not hold it any longer: "Are you fucking kidding me? You think I had a choice?! I was kidnapped to signal you! They were ready to launch a large-scale attack on the mansion, they had managed to infiltrate security, do you really think I would have let Mikasa be in the slightest of danger?!" He vibrated in anger: "What happened exactly? How could you have screwed up so much on this one?!"

Jean had stiffened in his chair.

He lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth. "Alfred died ... we had foreseen that the trap would close on them within a week or two, but ... everything went to Hell. Before we understood what was going on they had infiltrated the staff and killed the Guards capable of fighting ... "

Eren grunted and rubbed his temples. This damn Brand on his shoulder was driving him crazy ... it was only half full and it was a real torture. He could not prevent his Omega from whining, calling his other half as an animal in agony. Each of his muscles was contracting and relaxing without even asking his opinion. It was like having body aches absolutely everywhere.

He asked, "How much loss?"

Jean shook his head: "Your father was escorted by the oldest. But the two Alphas level 4 that had been left behind are dead ... and their teams ... "

Eren sighed," They had seen Mikasa. They had seen me running towards her and ... I could not leave a single one alive."

John remained silent. The gold ring that encircled Eren's black iris had been crossed by a glowing touch that left no room for a single reply. If Mikasa was in danger, Eren was no doubt able to put this city to fire and blood, no matter how much money he had to pay to protect her.

Jean looked away: "... Armin told me that on that part, you did a great job ... not a single survivor. How the hell did you get them so close to you?!"

Eren looked at him with a neutral look before answering: "I called them. "

Eren (and before him his mother) was undoubtedly living proof that all who thought the Omega were weak and harmless were unconscious idiots. Of course, with the way they were brought up and the mere fact that their society had taught them that they could only hope for places as prostitutes, and trophies, just good for carrying children and being a fucktoy, that an extremely small minority of them even had any awareness of their potential.

Jean repressed a shiver.

The Alphas Command.

The Call to Omegas.

Jean finally asked: "... Did your action halo not become a little more ... wide recently?"

Eren shrugged. "I do not know. It's not as if I usually try to attract miles and kilometers of people to me ... maybe the urgency of the situation has helped me a little bit beyond my limits "

He seemed to think for a moment, then added:" In short! We do not care about how I went about smacking these assholes. You have to explain THIS to me!"

He pointed to the Mark with a trembling finger. Jean shrugged. "You were dying." Hypothermia and who knows what else ... so we had the brilliant idea to use the overload after a Bite to save your little ass from death... "

Eren blew out:" Armin ... "

Jean frowned:" Oi calm down! It was either that or ..."

"I know. Spare me your details! Tell me how Levi came be join you at the beginning!"

John jerked a little in his chair and then proceeded to explain the situation as best he could, according to the brief report that Armin had gave to him before sending him to join Eren: "... According to what Armin said, you owe the presence of your valiant knight to Mikasa ..."

" ... Shit ... I really have to make her lose the habit of constantly fathoming me ... "

Jean raised his eyebrows: "Or not? Still, it saved your ass this time! And to say the least ..."

"And next time? It is most likely a danger to her! I do not want her to become a kind of extreme lookout to warn you every time I'm in danger... "

Jean sneered:" Okay! What if we take the problem in another direction for once? What if you stopped fucking getting into shit up to your neck ?! "

Eren snorted contemptuously:" When Harmony will become a reality, I swear to myself to knit ... "

Jean replied:" Good idea, if you're still with us by then, I swear to force you! Eren clapped his hand against his Mark and grimaced, "It hurts like a bitch!"

"It's not complete ... this is the first time I've met someone who has had to live so long in this state ... how bad does it hurt?

"As if a truck had passed over your body but you could not die. Or like the masterful punch that I will give your balls if you do not wipe that fucking smile off of your face!"

Jean pinched his lips: "Pardon ... but you know it's funny, is it not? Karma really is a beautiful bitch. You did everything you could to dodge it, fearing more than death (and so saying) the moment you have to go and let it bite you and there ... "

Eren turned torwards him with a glare and Jean preferred to swallow his last words.

Instead, he finished his explanation: "Mikasa was with Levi as you had obviously told her to be ... and of course she asked him for help to save you ... he accepted, landed at Armins with his friend the crazy doctor and the rest ... you know him ... "

Eren clenched his teeth. Thinking he was in a situation where he could not help but thank Levi for having chained them for life ... Jean continued in a more harsh tone: "Eren, do not make things any more difficult than they are already ... "

Eren looked down and looked innocent:" I do not know what you're talking about ... "

"That's it, fuck you. Meanwhile, remember. You promised us that when the time came, you would really try to give him a chance! So for once don't be the total asshole that you are 90% of the time and act as an adult!"

"I always act as an adult. I would even say that for a 21-year-old guy, single Moe , business manager and a top secret rebel movement, I am doing just fine... "

Jean looked perfectly blase:" Oh, look, I think I have just seen your enormous head swollen ego take the wind offshore flying through the window!"

"Go to a fucking farm, horse's face! I know what I have to do ... I promised, I would try. I would not be a total bastard to him ... I owe him that, I know! "

Jean again raised an eyebrow:" Oh? You really think what you just said? So much the better." He sat up suddenly. Eren gave him an incredulous look. "What are you doing?" I'm not changed yet ... "
Jean's lips cracked with a grin:" I go, and you stay here."

"Are you going to leave me in a hospital?"

Jean stretched and then announced theatrically, "Abandon you here? Oh no. Do not worry. As soon as your results have fallen, you will be allowed to leave this place ... with Levi."

Eren's eyes widened: "What?

Jean said, "You will not leave this hospital except with his Highness Levi Ackerman first in name."

"You ... you ... it's not ..."

"Yes Yes. You promised! You're going to talk. He must have something to ask! And you a lot of stuff to explain as well ... "Eren was so disoriented that for the first time in their long friendship, Jean felt that he was going to have the last word. He added, with a finger nonchalantly pointing his neck: "Besides, I do not think any of you would want to continue to feel like you're being driven over by a truck until you feel finally ready to face him ... "Eren uttered a growl of frustration. But he found nothing to say in his defense.

Jean left the room with the immense satisfaction of having finally succeeded in bringing down his friend's cackling.

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Could the situation have been worse?

After much thought, most certainly.

No sooner had Levi entered the room than Absolutely every fiber of Eren's body had been able to do nothing other than pulse painfully with desire. He had narrowly restrained himself from leaping in his arms, to inspire a great inhale of that delicious smell which covered every inch of his porcelain skin and then bury his head in his neck before pushing his teeth ... Levi might have been wrapped in a heavy, menacing, resentful atmosphere, but Eren could scarcely repress the will of the Omega, which was more than ever in the depths of his heart.

He did not know if Levi did it on purpose to somehow punish him for his past actions but the power of his pheromones made him feel like he was suffocating.

It was heavy, and incredibly dominant ... Levi was undoubtedly the Alpha in all its splendor. Was it because he was Level 5 or was it just the way that all the other Omega felt in the world in the presence of powerful Alphas? If this were the case, Eren almost regretted having accused them too quickly of not knowing how to resist their impulses. Because at the present time, resisting used almost all his energy. It made him sad ... what would happen if he dared look at Levi again? Once their glances crossed, now that they were half-marked, would the sensation of this famous night would return to full speed?

But three thousand times worse?

The image of Ophelia's ecstatic face, her moans more and more obscene as time passed, came to his memory and made him feel like a cold shower. He could not afford it. Not while he felt the fragile body of his daughter against his chest, not while he finally found his baby, safe and sound ... he was not going to inflict such trauma. He certainly would not yield to his Omega side so easily ... " I'm not like her. "

The thought formed a mantra which he tried to hold onto with all his strength, silencing the faint howl of the beast that lay dormant within him. While she was alive, Carla had never had the slightest move to Grisha when they were together. The fact that she was an Omega and Marked in her Mate, had not prevented her from speaking at all, at least from what Eren knew, of remaining master of herself, chief of the Hemel clan , Heiress of the Secret ...

Eren wanted wholeheartedly to believe that he had that strength in him.

That he was in no way comparable to the majority of the Omegas who let themselves be dominated by their low instincts. The Brand's call, desire, as long as they did not come from him and him alone, he would be able to ignore them. He had to at least be able to do that, if he was going to spend even a little while with Levi. He focused on Mikasa, straddling his lap. He tried to concentrate on her, on her smell ... but she was almost entirely covered with that of Levi. It was as if he wanted to wrap it there, to protect it from the outside world or from any negative intervention ... Eren could feel how much he had wanted to form a cocoon of well-being and serenity in which to wrap their daughter…

Their daughter.

This thought shook his heart more than he had expected. The hour of judgment had struck. Eren could not escape. He knew exactly what he had deprived Levi of all these years. And the simple fact that Hanji was right and that indeed Levi appeared in this short space of time, clinging to their daughter in a certain way, did not help his guilt. It was at this moment that Levi, in order to signify his presence, was more than contented with fixing him with a stare, and a threatening air. His groan caught Eren's attention, in spite of himself. He turned his head in his direction and their eyes met.

Time was suspended.

Eren thought rather well of Levi's appearance. Often, when he was watching Mikasa, he could not help but count all the little tricks that were really not him but entirely Levi. But his memory did not honor the real man. He was not big but absolutely not short. His black hair looked silky, his undercut gave him a rather dangerous air that went wonderfully with his two blue-gray steel eyes that glittered coldly. His features were fine and well drawn. His mouth was rather fine too but strangely attractive. He had drooping eyelids. An annoyed expression seemed perpetually screwed to his face. His musculature was well drawn, he wore black curved pants and a simple white shirt. The good state of his clothes did not explain why they were as good as him. Everything was just falling and it was impeccably ironed from head to foot. The pair of leather boots that he wore recalled military rangers but with more class. His black jacket emphasized his V-shaped build, helping him look a little more massive than he really was.

Eren felt the air of his lungs leave him at once.

His body tensed towards Levi as if waiting for a gesture from him beckon him. Each of his muscles had begun to shudder. Levi sat up gently, and Eren thought he saw a shadowy glow gleam in his eyes, which predicted absolutely nothing good ... his heartbeat festered. He found it as exciting as it was terrifying. The fact of wanting him against him, in spite of everything, the fact that Eren feared him, that he did not really know him, that he wanted to be everywhere else there, gave him nausea. Mikasa's weight, her presence close to his heart, gave him the courage to resist .

He could not let his Omega side take over.

He glanced at Levi with all the anger and resentment he felt capable of gathering. He hated to feel that. He hated to react that way. But he also resented the condition of Alpha Levi, who forced him to immediately throw himself on the occasion to enslave him to his desires.

"Do not take a step. Do not come near me. " Eren had probably put all his strength into these simple thoughts. Levi faltered and Eren's heart leaped into his chest when he realized that a fleeting expression of pain had distorted his magnificent features.

No. He should not feel guilty.

Not now.

He had to stay focused if he wanted to-

To his greatest surprise and to his greatest happiness, Levi finally retreated. He returned to his original position, on the chair, in a corner. And even better, he simply stopped trying to crush him under his menacing aura or to cross his gaze. Eren recovered little by little. Mikasa did not seem to have realized what was going on. His honor was safe. And if Levi was even minimally really as he was depicted, with the reaction he gave the Brand's appeal, there was a real chance that in the end their cohabitation would not be a total disaster.

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Although he watched him for almost the entire return journey, clinging to the sleeping Mikasa body as a relief buoy, Eren could not get tired or even decrypt, Levi.

Surprisingly, it seemed to him that he was getting used to the impressive amount of pheromones that came out of his Mate. Especially when he finally understood that Levi was not even aware of the fact that he was crushing the whole world under his aura. He seemed to control it in a certain way, but he was certain that he did not control it. Otherwise, he would not have let Eren realize that his nervousness soared as they approached his apartment. Nor even because he had an increased awareness of the Omega's gaze on his neck. The impatient expectation of the Alpha that was boiling within him was almost palpable. Eren could not help but find his inability to fully choose the emotions he shared through his smell both super annoying and incredibly adorable ...

But if he really had to live with Levi for a certain amount of time, as was imposed on them by their brand, Eren would have to teach him how to control himself better. Otherwise, it would soon become unmanageable.

If no one had ever bothered to teach Levi how to perfectly control his aura, it was probably because he had been brought up in high society. A section of the population where almost all the Alphas, a world where the law of the strongest was inviolable. Where hierarchy was even more important than elsewhere ... it was obvious that in such an environment, its overwhelming aura, which imposed respect and admiration was a major asset. Levi had to split the crowd as if they were nothing but vulgar insects on his road.

And these powerful masochists of Alphas had to adore that ...

Levi finally opened the door of his apartment, Eren entered and almost immediately, he almost forgot all about the idea of peaceful coexistence. It's not surprising that Mikasa had not even the smallest trace of Eren's personal odor! This apartment was simply the den of the beast! Here Levi had to feel so good, so relaxed that his aura control had to be kept to a minimum.

Eren choked and whistled between his teeth: "... Okay ... it's going to be much harder than I thought ..." Levi distractedly closed the door behind them without departing from his perfectly neutral air, even if a certain glimmer of curiosity had crossed his hyaline gaze for a fraction of a second. Eren realized that it was probably the first words he had said addressing him since ... well since that famous night.

"I'm going to sleep Mikasa ..." Levi replied almost immediately in a sharp tone: "... you know where the room is, I think ..."

Eren pinched her lips and sank without flinching.

Okay. He probably deserved that one.

He slunk into the apartment, Levi on his heels. The last time he came here, he was in a more than second state. When he left ... he was not in a better condition. As Levi lit the lights, Eren took the full measure of the place. The apartment had a sleek, modern design. Soft, almost rounded forms for the furniture. Tones ranging from matt black to creamy white. A carpet and blue curtains added a cozy touch to the decoration ... the view from the balcony which was on the other side of the bay window that formed almost the entire last wall of the central room looked breathtaking ...

They were on the top floor of a building of at least fifty floors.

Eren loved to take the height ...

He lay down Mikasa, who hardly stirred as he sank her into the sheets. The voice of tenor Levi rang behind him and he repressed a shudder: "She was very agitated last night ..."

Eren swallowed: "I imagine, yes ..." Then he detailed the piece and was surprised to realize that he strangely kept a clearer picture than the rest of the apartment, he heard himself declare: "... nothing has changed here ..." And he almost regretted his words.

He felt Levi stretch behind him: I love my routine ... "

Eren stopped and faced him. What exactly did he believe? That Eren did not know that Levi had his tidy little life and that he probably enjoyed it better than having to deal with a recalcitrant Mate and his unwanted child? Eren heard herself answering in a neutral tone: "I suspect so ..."

There was a silence.

It seemed to him that they were all suddenly looking for ways to begin the broken conversation they had to have ... Eren did not feel quite well: "I hate the smell of the hospitals ..."

Levi replied: "That's weird for the beloved son of the guy who has almost all the most great hospitals in the country ... "

Eren frowned. Wow, this guy was as nice as he looked ... Eren feigned candor and answered tacitly, "Oh. So you mean that garbage collectors are necessarily guys who love to sniff out trash cans and that the Reapers are all subscribers to 'I kill monsters to live and assassination is my passion. Mag ' ?" At these words Eren would not have sworn it, but he had the great impression that Levi had just taken the full measure of the person to whom he was mated.

It was obvious that Eren was not the type of guy with whom he could have a perfectly serene and mature conversation. They would probably have a tendency to quarrel ...

Levi yielded: "The bathroom is the door opposite, at the other end of the drawing-room." Then, without another word, he turned on his heels. Eren stopped him off guard: "Hey! Wait a minute, I do not have any spare clothing yet so could you ... "The Alpha paused, then replied in a voice full of sarcasm:" You also know where my clothes are , I believe… "

Eren caught the allusion again without flinching.

He had probably more or less deserved that too.

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Eren had great need of this hot shower.

Or rather burning shower.

It had fallen to the point that he could put his brain back in place. To organize his thought. He promised to be an adult. For Mikasa, for their future. But would he be able to? He was no less on his guard, no less angry to find himself in this inextricable situation. Although Levi had the probationary support of his family and the praises of Hanji, it was none the less Eren could not help but be wary of him as he had not trusted anyone before.

Levi remained a threat. Whether he likes it or not, whether he intends or not to use his influence on Eren to muzzle him and bend him to his will.

Everything would have been so much simpler if Eren had just been able to be himself as in the presence of any other Alpha ... he would not have prepared to fight this battle against his daughter's father ... they could have argued and why not. It would not have taken so much time before he introduced Mikasa ... none of this would have happened in the first place.

They barely exchanged two words, so that the worries of Eren seem to him to be quite founded.

Within a few seconds, Levi had displayed a heavy aura filled with bitterness and anger. The kind of aura that was so similar to the one that had choked him as a child, while his aunt was under the rage of her Mate, that Eren instantly felt ready to take out his claws and defend his life dearly ... it was the first time in years that the wrath of an Alpha hit him. Usually this kind of intimidation only annoyed him. He endeavored to make the imprudent man who had dared to subdue him pay for it, and then he moved on to something else. Because it had no real impact.

But Levi's aura moved him to the very depths of his soul. Almost instantaneously, his Omega had squealed and stirred, desiring only one thing, to take the contrite and soothing posture that would allow him to calm his Alpha. Eren stiffened and swallowed his bile as a powerful wave of anger inflamed his veins. His voice was low and slow as he replied, "I know what I did to you and Mikasa was not right. Even if I were to bow and kiss your feet to ask for forgiveness, it will not make up for my mistake. I must say, however, that I had my reasons for doing so. So I beg your pardon, for the lost time ... even if it will not bring it back. You and I, we know it well ... On the other hand, let's be clear,

If Levi even tried to do anything , he would probably have lost at least three of his apendages, and Eren would not hesitate a second to aim at the vital points if possible.

The rest of their conversation had taken place in an almost palpable tension. In fact, after this first false step on the part of the Alpha and even if the Alpha had seemed to grasp the message well enough to make sure not to attack him with his aura or to be too virulent, Eren had only one idea in mind. Push him to his last entrenchments. See what Levi would be capable of if he were to do his worst ...

"Are you not even trying to justify yourself?"

Eren carefully watched his mate and tried to hit where it hurt. After all, the Alpha who haunted his worst nightmares was unable to bear the slightest affront. Eren had to know if Levi was of the same type: "It's a word from Alpha that ... I already apologized for not having said anything to you about Mikasa and I think about every word when I say them. I'm sorry to have hidden your daughter's existence for so apart from that, what am I supposed to justify to you?"

Levi trembled with rage, and replied: "Are you fucking kidding me, boy? You discover that we are Mates and you disappear the next day like a thief! You were living in the corner and you knew I was looking for you but you were stuck in your hole! Even after learning that you were in trouble! ... "A certain suffering appeared in his voice.

But anger prevailed.

Levi really did not like that Eren was able to choose not to return to him ...

Why did he take him? A kind of trophy?

Eren was certain that he would not be long in showing his true face ... He continued his ride and asked without feeling: "So what?"

Levi stood speechless. Eren gave him a joyless smile that was meant to be arrogant, even though his heart was squeezing, he hissed: "Even if I had stayed, what would have happened? Huh?"

"We do not know! At least, you should have tried to find out?!"

"Oh, but it was not worth going back for that. I knew perfectly how it was going to happen. At the time I was 16 years old, I borrowed from time to time the name of my late mother to go and have fun. I was a ghost, what do I say, a shadow, of which no one really knew the existence. Nobody knew I was an Omega except a few trustworthy people ... was I going to put my life and my father's life in danger to live a pseudo idyll with an Alpha that I had met by chance at a gala?"

It was not exactly the substance of his thought ... but it was still true. Eren did not know him at the time. No more than today ... it was a genetic predisposition that forced them to find themselves trapped with each other.

Eren continued, "Even when I found myself in a jam, I could not suddenly resurface and sway you. 'Hi, it's me! Your one shot of an evening that has no material existence for the coming years to come, I am pregnant as you see it, how about you keep it?'. "

Before he could control it, a bitter laugh escaped him: "I may be reckless but not quite stupid! Do you like your routine? What about mine then? I had no desire to impose myself in the life of a total stranger ... "

He remembered to think so often. Alone, facing his pregnancy. To the mixed opinions of his entourage who, although they encouraged him, preferred by conventional knowledge alongside the father to be supported ... Eren had imagined a world where he would not have been traumatized, so different from what Levi was entitled to expect from his partner.

Fate must have it in for him for choosing such a half.

"We were Mates ..."

Eren's shoulders tightened. Levi's voice had been icy and the wound Eren felt creeping into his sadly gloomy aura broke his heart as surely as if he had been the one to whom it had been inflicted. However, he heard himself declare, in a perfectly controlled tone: "All the more reason to have no desire to recross you soon."

Levi had frozen, then his steel blue eyes had pierced him with force, and he had asked incredulously: "But what is wrong with you? We were there."

Levi was now taking him for exactly what he was, an abnormality. Eren explained: "Who still believes in the fairy tale today? When you really look at what Mate's condition is, all that it reduces us is to be only ideal spawners! It does not mean that we are going to sing happy days until the end of our lives! Just that we were programmed to fuck. "

It was Levi's turn to tense.

Eren sighed a new, joyless smile: "At last, you, the Alpha, are designed to seduce. And me, simple Omega to gently spread my thighs and have the kids."

A heavy silence fell between them. Eren knew he had gone far. He knew that it was a generality of a case ... not so isolated, but not systematic either. He knew that the logic of the Alpha / Omega relationships he portrayed was more complex than that and that it might be different.

His parents were living examples of how beautiful and respectful Mate's tie could be. But there, in the depths of it, there was still this trembling little boy.

The obscene moaning of his aunt, the violence of the blows and that aura that left no room for discussion ...

In fact, Eren could not even remember the man's face. And the smell of blood filled his nostrils, as if he were still in the living room, shut up with their two dead bodies. Levi was not an Alpha among others. Eren did not hate the Alphas. He knew how to handle them. But Levi ... he passed a nervous hand in his hair and added, a little in spite of himself: "I ... I do not think you're a bad guy basically ... but you take this whole story from a typical Alpha point of view ... I know that 'Dominants' write laws ... but I have never considered myself dominated in my life. For me, being an Omega ... it does not define who I am or what I aspire to ... "

He had felt the need to be a little sincere, honest in some ways ... he wanted to talk to him about him.

Eren before the Omega.

"Why did not you abort?"

The silence this time became heavier.

And there they were. Eren would have hoped that this issue would fall much later. It was a bit tricky to talk about Mikasa now and especially not to mention her feelings . These confused and rather troubling sketches of emotions of all kinds. These things he felt for Levi without even knowing him. This anomalous impression that they belonged... Eren lowered his eyes and put his hands on his thighs: "The Omegas are almost conditioned to carry children. Our instinct for protection is at least ten times higher than that of any other Category. Once pregnant, we will do absolutely everything to carry the pregnancy to term ... of course, some struggle and end up asking for help to some doctors who work in the dark ... the experience is painful, traumatic ... one is not sure how to survive."

"So, if I understand you correctly, you gave birth to the kid out of spite..."

Then Eren raised his head and looked at him: "No! That's not what I said ! Listen ... "

There was a nervous, trembling hand in his hair again:" ... My father also thought I was too young. He could have helped me. I had a choice. I reflected and ... ", His voice had become very small:" I did not want to kill her. I did not want to kill our child or forget that night ... I love Mikasa ... "

He had never regretted, not once for giving birth to Mikasa ... he was even afraid of letting out a little too much complex feelings that had led him to keep the child.

The fact that he had wanted to bring into the world proof that this night had existed. In spite of everything, his personal problems, the fact that they were Alpha and Omega, their link more or less wanted that night, they had loved each other.

And Mikasa came into the world for that reason.

Eren felt the atmosphere relax at once. Putting more confidence, he dared to confide in a certain way: "I do not know how to say it ... everything is too complicated. It's not as if I did not feel nothing ... but is it that I am experiencing all these things, or is it a damn genetic predisposition? I had no desire to be found not only stuck as parents but also with each other ... It would have been Hell. I have my life, my desires ... this decision would have changed everything. I am different. Different from all these Omegas that you see strutting on the arm of their master like good dogs on a leash. I am neither a thing nor an extension of my Alpha. I do not needto be married, marked, possessed to find meaning in my life! "

Once these words were expressed, he felt more embarrassed, almost desolate and ashamed, to have yet to deprive Levi of having one day a companion worthy of the name: "I do not think that you really want a guy like me . I was not raised like the others, I will not minauder and even less lower my eyes then blush on command. I hate to be given orders ... "

More Levi was silent and more Eren felt at fault:" You see? Can an Alpha really accept this kind of companion?"... The silence had become deafening.

But since it was already going so far, why not continue its momentum? Eren had wanted to provoke him, to prove that he had been right to be wary and to be afraid that he would be like this man and abuse his power. But if Levi was very obviously angry, he did not even pretend to strike him. Even though his male ego should already be undermined by the more than conventional attitude of his Mate. Eren breathed, "I am extremely grateful to you for saving my life. And I realize that one day when the other, we would have ended up recrossing and that I should have assumed my choices ... I was just hoping that at that time ... I would be ready to face ... "Another fragment of the strict and pure truth.

He lowered his head with respect and added, "I'm sorry that we put you in such a situation. I do not even know how we're going to get out of it, nor what life holds for us ... "Then Gently passed a hand on the nape of his neck:" But it hurts like a bitch!"

Levi raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest before replying, "Oh ... so you feel it ..."

Eren was flabbergasted: "you also suffer ?! You have a completely unexpressive face! And I was telling myself that with Mikasa I could get used to ... you're downright superior!"

Levi looked away. Eren cleared his throat: "I suppose this is the moment I bite you and we both stop suffering for nothing ..." There was a long silence.

So long in fact, that Eren was beginning to feel incredibly uncomfortable ...

He thought it advisable to express himself as clearly as possible about what he was currently considering about their relationship : "We do not have to force ourselves ... even if we can not do anything other than live together I ... I do not ask you to be faithful or anything of that order ... and if you are not yet ready for Mikasa to call you Daddy I could talk to her so that she ..."

"Its fine. Leave her out of it, she's just a kid. And I am her father."

Eren nodded gravely. He had been right when he told himself that Levi had taken affection for Mikasa. This made his heart warm.

At least, his personal problems did not spoil everything for those two ...

They were going to be fine ...

Eren continued, "Okay ... let's get to know each other, make concessions and I'm sure we could manage not to hate ourselves too much ..." Oh. And there was also this topic which had to be approached at all costs ... his eyes fled: "Hum ... not that I do not think we can find a viable solution when the time has come to think more seriously but ... for Heats and Ruts ... "

Eren had the greatest difficulty in making this horrible moment a little less embarrassing: "... did ... um ... do you have someone in your life that ..."

Levi continued his silence and Eren sincerely began to believe that he was going to tell him that he already had someone in his life and that things were going to be extremely complicated ... Then Levi answered, "No. No one."

And Eren could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and throw out: "That's one less problem!" For future information, I do not have anyone who ... "He stopped suddenly.

What exactly was he doing? Was he flirting?

Was it time to do that?

In the name of all that is Holy, let him recover!

Thinking about the famous night in such a situation had the little one interested, and that absolutely did not help the situation be less delicate: "So! Considering how we both squeezed together during this first night of separation, I think it would be better if ..."

" You can settle here. I have a very large office that I hardly ever use. I'll move her to my room and you can arrange the room the way you want. Eren took a serious look: "Thank you ... I would help you pay for our expenses ..."

"Mikasa is my daughter, I can pay for her, if I want to."

"… " His daughter. Wow! Eren had always considered Mikasa as such ... but to hear from the mouth of the concerned was a whole other world! He did not even know how he felt. This emotion was ... terribly disturbing. Pride? Tenderness? Confusion ? Jealousy? He was not yet certain he wanted to share the responsibility or love of Mikasa.

He confessed: "I think it's going to take a hell of a long time for me to get to that one ... Humm, I know. Excellent compromise, we both pay ... and for the apartment ..."

"The building is mine ..."

"I can pay you rent ..."

"Open a savings account in the bank and put down everything you think you owe me. Mikasa can still enjoy it later. "

Eren smirked. "So that's what it feels like to have an adult discussion? I was almost certain that we would end up slaughtering each other after two minutes."

"I can not say I understand you or approve of your choices or whatever. But at least, you were honest. And I'm aware of your point of view ... "

Eren was more than surprised. In reality, he was beginning to seriously consider living with Levi.

His verbal 'trap' did not end up on an epic combat scene between Mates, he no longer knew what to think or what emotion was swelling gently in his chest. Was he hoping? Hope, yes ... but what exactly? That everything goes well? That Levi forgives him? No, he himself would not have forgiven himself ... beyond the fact of being an Alpha, was not Levi abnormally mature? And patient? Sure, in his place, Eren would probably not have reacted in this way ... he made the remark to him: "I think that in your place I would not have hesitated for a second and I would have even glued a good right hook in the jaw."

Levi seemed a little astonished by his reply:" Do not tempt me. You have masochistic impulses or what? "

Amused, Eren replied, "It's an Omega thing, is it not? The masochism. I bet you, you are a sacred sadist behind your airs of an antique statue."

Wow! Were they really ... getting along?

"What do you do in life?"

And the second question that killed. At least this one was a little less rough... he explained briefly the various activities. When they engaged the subject of Mikasa's education, it was with a certain irritation but the force of habit. That's why he was not so upset when he retorted, "If it's to go on trial the way I raised Mikasa, we stop the costs right away. I bite you and move on ..."

"I want to adopt her."

The announcement had sounded like a bomb. Adopt Mikasa?! Was Levi really serious? ... Eren read in his usually impermeable eyes, all the seriousness of his statement ... His heart leapt. He had expected more or less, but he had thought that the request would be made much later.

In fact, the fact that Mikasa does not have her surname at the moment was a plus. And the investigation of Levi had proved that his family name was not associated with any confusion ... Mikasa deserved to be recognized and Eren owed this to them ... As he kept silent Levi thought it right to explain: " She does not have to go to school. Or even to enter the system. But I want her to bear my name. I think you owe me at least that ... "

Eren fluttered, a broad smile stretched his lips and then he whispered:" You really like her, don't you?"

His observation seemed to make the Alpha uncomfortable.

It was the truth, but he had no desire to see his emotions being so bare.

Eren respected his will and assured him that he saw no problem with this adoption. But since Levi was really an excellent soldier, he obviously did not forget to ask him the right questions after finding him in such a delicate situation ... also when he was explaining clearly how he had melted buildings, or burned enemies, Eren did not hold on to it and gave him the blow of the fire-fighter ... the head that Levi had fired when he had swallowed that ball of fire was well worth the repercussions of such a sleight of hand. It would suffice to dodge citrus and acidity for a few days.

Then Levi let fall a long silence which, as he stretched himself, became more and more embarrassing.

They both knew that the fateful hour was coming ... they were not going to be able to continue to run away infinitely. This situation was not pleasant and it was not because they complained every five seconds that the pain and the appeal of the Mark were not at the limit of the 'Unbearable. How does one prepare for the situation when Eren would plant his teeth in the neck of Levi? Was it only a possible act in a sexual context? Wait a minute, I'll have to get to his neck?! Is this not where the pheromones are the strongest? ... Great ! Awesome ...the nerve! The quicker it would be done and the sooner they would both be free ... Eren exclaimed: "Good! Should we get this bite done or not?"

A new silence.

Eren sighed, "Frankly, I do not see a single way to make it less embarrassing ... you were lucky I was completely unconscious ..."

Levi grunted, "Do it quickly ..."

Eren replied without even bothering tothink: "Fast, my favorite pace."

Big silence.

Shit.

What did he say?

He had just made a sexually conniving joke with his daughter's father?

This same guy, perfectly unknown, with whom he had slept with in a frenzy before disappearing for five years without explanation while they were Mates?

Ok. The nervousness clearly had a detrimental effect on his reasoning.

Eren let out a nervous laugh: "Pardon. Habit. With one of my friends ... we have this kind of silly contest where we have fun bantering back and forth... ok. I will stop."

Right now. And quickly! Eren jumped up and approached Levi with a decided step. If he stopped along the way, he risked never getting there. Levi backed off slightly when he was no more than a pace from him.

Looking suspiciously, he asked, "What do you think you're a kid?"

Eren retorted, "Oh come on! We're barely five years apart!

"That counts, you still act like a kid!"

"Because you do not? Lean your head so I can bite..."

"You really do not make things easy!"

"If you prefer, I'll knock you out. We'll both be less embarrassed ..."

"Just do it"

They looked at each other. Then Eren smiled with all his teeth: "I think I'm infecting you."

It was totally a kid's reply ... "At least Eren was not the only one who was so nervous that he could hardly contain himself. Levi was clearly not reassured either ...

Eren was already beginning to wonder how they could do it when suddenly, Levi closed his eyes.

Eren's heart missed a beat. He did not know how it usually happened to others. But in general to form a pair, the Alpha did not need to be bitten and besides, none of them would stretch the neck to their Omega after having Claimed and used Submissive. The peers were formed one-way. A noble could have an official Omega woman and a lot of lovers. But the Omega, on the other hand, found themselves chained to the Alpha.

Levi stiffened and Eren's breathing became more erratic.

The emotion that was unleashed in his chest had no name. But he was certainly overwhelmed ... Levi did not know him and it was surely the Mark's needs that prompted him to do so ... but he did not prevent him from being there, vulnerable, the neck offered, face to face, an Omega ...

"Wow ... I think I could seriously get used to it ... dominating an Alpha ..." A grunt left Levi's lips as he glared at him sideways. Eren raised his arms as if to appease him. Then, without adding anything, he put a hand on his partner's neck, just below the undercut. He was astonished to find them so sweet and pleasant to the touch. The tips of his fingers gently brushed the downy hair. Then he recovered himself, and If Levi had felt the caress, he had shown absolutely no sign of it.

Eren leaned slowly, cautiously.

Then, without taking the time to lose courage, he bit.

Fiery geysers exploded in his veins.

A wave of magic crossed the room in silence. It would have gone unnoticed if it was not for the slight vibration that shook the bay window. Eren sank deeper into the flesh that was offered to him, overwhelmed by a primary need to possess, to mark.

Sound Alpha .

The Omega who was in him sang with joy and an unprecedented lively emotion grabbed his heart as he felt the tremors of his partner under his fingers ... Finally, whole. When a few drops of blood escaped from the tender suction of his mouth against the patch of swollen skin, Eren licked them up with the tip of his tongue to prevent them from sliding along his neck. A fire, as he had never known, ravaged him from the inside, Eren felt his spirit straining beyond the limits of his body. He felt like he was floating in a vacuum for a moment, then ... the vase on the coffee table burst into a dull thud, in thousands of small pieces losing its contents on the blue carpet ...

Eren drew aside as his senses returned to him. Little by little, his eyes fixed on the soothing flow of the sand ... His heart was on the verge of implosion. And the world around him was not at all the same as a few minutes ago. The colors, the odors, all his perceptions had just changed, become more ... powerful? Eren looked at Levi still surprised by what had just happened ...

Sound Alpha.

This tiny moment suspended in time during which Eren had the intimate sensation of touching the soul of his partner. This magical moment when he had for the first time had the impression of controlling something in this conflictual relationship, of touching his finger to a certain fragility in Levi ... he would have liked it to last. Eren cleared his throat: "Ok ... it's downright bizarre ..are the colors more bright for you too ..."

"Let's go to sleep. The day was long."

Levi had straightened up at once, refusing to look him in the face. His mask of impassibility duly plated on the face. A little taken aback, Eren blinked. The magic moment was over. The mask of the all-powerful Alpha was back, as opaque as it had always been. Eren replied, "All right ... good night?"

Levi frowned: "You're taking the bed, you've just gotten out of the hospi ..." Eren panicked, "What? No ! The sofa will be just fine..."

"You really think it's time to play this ..."

"As if I could sleep in your bed! Dumbass!"

Levi's gaze darkened: "Did you just call me..."

"Dumbass! Yeah, Earth to Alpha! Do you know how you smell?"..."Fucking Good!"

Eren had not intended to say it this way but ... the main idea was there! He could not sleep!

Not while there was this smell in the air, this ... desperate, heady, horribly sexy, perfume of pure and hard sexual attraction ...

The Bite had only positive effects ...

Now Eren felt like he could feel the sexual tension that binds them together as if it had been palpable ... Eren waved a finger a few inches from her face: "First lesson on the Omegas! We are super sensitive to auras and other scents of territory marking! So you're going to make a first concession and stop swinging your damn pheromones around this whole apartment! "

Levi raised an eyebrow. He oscillated between amusement and surprise: "What do you mean by balancing my pheromones?"

Eren rolled his eyes, astonished: "Do not tell me you really do not know how to disguise your aura and control your ..."

Levi had a perfectly indifferent air. Eren groaned in dismay: "Oh, that's not true ... I'm living in a world of Alphas, just for the Alphas! That's what we win! I suppose you were especially taught to crush the others at the same time with an odor not so surprising that they were delighted to bend the back and smiling like idiots ..."

"I think I can say that I do not appreciate the masses way of speaking about my smell."

Eren pushed him away, "Go to sleep now! Let me try at least to ventilate to make me a healthy space!"

Levi's voice was grumbling. Eren chased him until he entered his room, then closed the door and threatened: "Tomorrow! First Lesson in Pheromone Control! Or I swear I buy a sprayer! And when you smell the smell neutralizer throughout the apartment, then, you will have something to be mad about!"

Then he mumbled as if to himself as he walked away: "I'm surprised that nobody approaches him! And he completely covered Mikasa ... ". He glanced quickly at the cover that Levi had put on the edge of the corner sofa while Eren was showering.

He hoped at least that he had not amassed his smell too much where the night risked being very complicated to live in.

Finally, even more complicated than now ...

Eren walked with a heavy step towards the glass door and opened it with a feverish hand. Then he stepped onto the balcony and there, only, he took a deep breath. His knees dropped, his breath was a little more jerky and the heat rose to his cheeks. A bulb burst in the hollows of the kidneys and his burning body began to tremble ... at least now he knew what the newly marked Mates were doing ... it was already a miracle that he managed to contain himself long enough to bite Levi ...

He certainly would not repeat the same mistake a second time.

He was now aware of the vulnerability of his Omega against Levi, he had to at least be able to control himself at minimum. Eren planted his teeth in his hand and bit with force. The pain helped force down his erection. He closed his eyes and breathed in to chase away the last hints of Levi's enchanting perfume. Armin had been right on one point, the Alpha / Omega relationship, especially for two Mates, seemed to be pretty reciprocal. Once Marked, the Omega was greatly affected by the smell of his partner ... and it was he who, therefore, started a period of Rut in order to consume their union.

Eren had escaped beautifully.

Again and it would be totally disregarding the opinion of Levi (and spite of his own will, but all the same ...) who would have poisoned him with his smell.

He remained on the balcony, time to air the room and why not, to release a little of his own pheromones without risking catastrophe. This cohabitation promised to be complicated. But at least now, Eren was certain. He would manage to resist. Even in Levi. Being his Omega would not change anything at all to his independence and his will if he stayed the course ...

He watched his blood-stained hand and made the reflection that decidiously, he was really bad at resisting.*


Razr4011 : I want to thank Easyan for their wonderful story and for giving me the chance to translate it. Easyan didn't give up on me when I got sick and couldn't translate for months on end. Thank you for letting me continue doing this. It's an honor, and a privilege, and a pleasure.