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I Want to Tell You a Story

Chapter 3

Heine woke up with an ache throughout his body. He opened his eyes and found that he was back in the hidden area to which he was the de facto leader. He sat up and saw a sheet of paper that was folded up. He picked up the piece of paper and opened it, but the contains on the page were incomprehensible to the red-haired omega.

Heine couldn't read.

He crumbled it up and tossed it away, not knowing the significance of the note. He looked down at himself when he realized that not only was he bare, but he was being covered by a jacket; Viktor's jacket. He lifted the jacket up and a delightful aroma emitted from it, and Heine felt something within the pulse. Instinctively, he brought the garment closer to him and sniffed at it timidly before he inhaled softly, letting the alpha phenomes course through him. It helped dull his pain, and a wave of calm soothed over him.

Viktor.

Heine opened his eyes and saw the younger children looking at him with innocent eyes. "Children! What have I told you about coming in my quarters!" He raised his voice, but the children laughed. There were only five in total, and they were all younger than five years old, so seeing him in such a vulnerable state wasn't as…revealing as it would have been with the older children. The kids merely laughed at Heine's reaction despite him keeping a mostly emotionless tone. "Heine is funny!" One of the kids said.

"Enough children! Go out while I get ready for the day. I'm sure the older children have gotten some food for you all," he said. The kids laughed as they left the tiny subsection of the hideout that was deemed "Heine's room."

When all of the kids were gone, Heine stood up and proceeded to get dressed, though made a mental note to himself to go clean himself soon. What he didn't know, and what the children couldn't sense, was that he reeked of alpha as he had mated and was marked by one.

Soon, he would know.

Viktor had barely returned home in time. He has bathed, and despite not having slept the night before, Viktor was well-rested and completely energized. It was something that the staff and his father and mother had significantly noticed. When Viktor had come down for breakfast that morning, there was an unseen skip in his step as he tried to cover up his façade of just waking up.

His mother, an older yet elegantly beautiful blonde woman, smiled at her child. "Good morning Viktor," she chimed. "You seem happy today."

The king, however, wasn't fooled. He could sense his son's alpha status change. He was not happy at this. "Who is it Viktor?" He asked. The king, though his gray hair covered his entire head, was a man of darker locks and stern expressions. An alpha's true to the core. His presence along was foreboding and dominating.

Viktor looked over and remained quiet, "I don't know what you're talking-" The king slammed his hand on the table, "who did you mate with?" Viktor remained quiet and gave off a similar strong aura of alpha presence. The queen was stunned at this confrontation between her husband and her child.

Viktor knew he shouldn't have mated with Heine. He was arranged to be wed to a princess from another nation, a nation they were already on thin ice. The marriage was supposed to unite his father's kingdom and that nation. Yes, royals have concubines and other mates throughout history, but they were expected to come after the marriage. Viktor mated with Heine too soon.

"He's none of your concern," Viktor said and got up, and left the dining room. He had some work to do anyways and had been putting it off.

The king was livid and walked away from the table and headed to his office.

The sun set once more, and Viktor snuck out like usual. He ran to go meet up with Heine and saw the omega leading the orphans like he usually did. Viktor was concerned, and he had thought that Heine would have been taking it easy since they weren't exactly…gently last night.

As soon as the orphans were off doing their jobs, Heine looked over and saw Viktor. His stoic demeanor remained as he approached the alpha. The two needed to speak in private after all, and Viktor just happened to share a similar stoic expression as Heine did.

The walk to the cliff that they mated on, the only area where they would be alone and could talk freely. The overview of the town was just as glamorous as it was when they mated and Viktor didn't like that. It made all of the meaningfulness of their mating less significant by comparison.

"What's wrong?" Heine was the one to ask. "Why do you have such a long face? It's almost the Harvest festival." Heine commented. The Harvest Festival was the time of year where they gave their thanks to the plentiful harvest that provided much more than food in their stomachs. It was also the last celebration given before the winter months would come. Heine had brought something unique to Viktor and offered it to him. It was a bottle of wine that he had bought just before he had arrived.

Viktor's expression changed for a moment to that of mild surprise, "thanks but I shouldn't accept wine from a child."

"I'm not a child, and I would have thought last night would have proved that much!" Heine defended with his voice raised.

"What kind of wine?" Viktor asked. "Just look at the label."

Heine looked at the bottle and lightly frowned his brows as he tried to understand the symbols of the bottle. He brought it a little closer, but it was for not. Viktor went closer from behind to overlook the bottle and asked, "what can you not read?" Viktor looked and saw a glimpse of a black mark on the back of Heine's neck, and his face paled a bit, remembering that he had marked the omega last night as his mate.

"And why would I need to read?" Heine asked, his voice hinting annoyance.

Viktor was snapped back and read the label, "it says White Wine from Niederglanzreich."

"Nieder…glanz…reich?" Heine repeated.

Viktor soon realized that the next year, he would be married and won't be able to visit Heine or the other orphans again, but especially seeing Heine again, at least not without revealing his true identity. "Heine," he said softly and reached into his coat pocket, "here, take this," he said, offering his pocket watch.

Heine turned his head, "I'm not taking your charity."

"It's not for you; it's for the kids. You can sell this and get them blankets for the winter months coming up," he offered quickly. "Here, how about a trade? One bottle of White Niederglanzreich for a solid gold pocket watch. I don't want to waste such fine wine." Viktor said and took the bottle and gave the watch to Heine. "It would be a waste on a child."

Heine looked at the watch now in the palm of his hand, and then looked at Viktor. "I'm sorry to disappoint, but your jokes are awful," he stated and put the watch in his pocket. He would have found a way to get the orphans food and blankets for the winter; he's done so every year so far…and for some reason, he wanted to keep this watch for himself. He wouldn't sell it unless he absolutely had to. "But thank you."

The two men sat down, looking at the town before him. "One of these days, you'll all have a warm place to sleep. You'll never want for food and will all have equal access to education." Viktor decreed then and there. "I want to make this a prosperous nation." He turned to Heine, "when the time comes Heine, will you help me achieve my goal?"

"You say some weird things," Heine replied, "Are you planning on becoming king of the realm? Make that come true and I'll endure anything, even kneeling before you." Heine joked and even laughed lightly. As far as he knew, Viktor was not a prince or even a noble. In his harsh reality, dreaming of such a future was not only impossible, but one had a better chance of being struck by lightning.

Heine was my only real love and the only one whom I can truly be myself around and open my heart.

"Heine…about our mating," Viktor started but was cut off by Heine. "I know…we're mates now." He said as if accepting the fact just then. "And it's okay...thank you for leaving your jacket. It helped." Heine said and looked at his mate. A thought is so strange as to know that he has a mate now. "But don't think that I'm submissive like the other omegas around here."

Viktor smiled, "If you were like the others, I wouldn't have mated with you."

On the day of the harvest festival, I had snuck out as I had always done. There was only one problem. I didn't know that the palace was in a panic over my disappearance…or that my father had sent out the guards to look for me…

"Whoa easy there Heine, if you don't slow down, you'll choke," Viktor said as he noticed how Heine was scarfing down the corn on the cob. They were walking down the street, enjoying themselves for the first time since their mating.

Heine wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "sorry, but I've been famished lately. I regularly eat enough but this last week has been strange," Heine commented. Viktor frowned, "has something changed?" Viktor asked.

"Yeah. I'm just hungry." Heine answered plainly. "And this corn is delicious."

Viktor looked concerned and truthfully, a lot had been on his mind. Things that he needed to tell him. Things like how he was a prince. Heine already accepted the fact that they were mates, but this would be something entirely different. Viktor looked over and had seen some guards walking down the street. He turned his back, and Heine watched with confusion. Viktor suddenly grabbed his wrist and began running, "this way Heine!"

Viktor led Heine to an alleyway, and the guards followed. One of the guards grabbed Heine, and his pocket watch fell from his pocket. Heine's eyes widen when the watch fell, and another guard picked it up, and saw the royal crest on it, "This crest…Boy! Where did you get this pocket watch?" The guard demanded. Heine saw the look in their eyes as he knew he was going to be arrested. He pulled away. If he were arrested, the orphans would be in trouble! They would be out in the cold alone! He began running. "Come on! Let's go!"

The two began running at once down the alleyway. "It's the Prince!" "That's the kidnapper! Stop him!" The guard held his gun out and aimed for Heine. "Stop! Or we will shoot!"

Viktor turned his head back, "don't shoot!" A protective impulse coursed through Viktor protect mate! Just in time, Viktor jumped out and took the bullet that was aimed for Heine. Heine stopped and turned and saw Viktor on the ground, bleeding out. He felt something within him snap.

"Viktor…are you…?"

"Hei…ne…"

After a moment of pause, a guard pointed to Heine, "he used the prince as a shield! He is to blame! Arrest him!"

"Viktor," Heine said once more as his heart broke, and anger filled his being. The Omega, despite his small size, knew how to fight. At that moment, he ran up, grabbing a long block of wood and charged. Against five guards, Heine took out each other as swiftly as any skilled fighter could have imagined. He had even take one of the guard's rifles and was using it as a staff until he pointed the end at a guard, threatening to shoot.

"Heine…don't."

That snapped the red haired omega from making a huge mistake. He looked over, seeing how much Viktor was struggling and bleeding out, reaching out to him. Heine got on his knees, dropping the gun and began to crawl over to him. He watched Viktor pass out from blood lost, and heard his name whispered once more.

"Viktor! Please wake up!" Heine crawled more, extending his hand out to his fallen mate desperately.

"Cease him!" The guards surrounded the omega, who only wanted his mate to be okay. Heine was punched, held down, and arrested, but the only words he cried out was his mate's name.

"VIKTOR!"