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Chapter 6:

Envy

It had been the first and the last time Akihito had ever seen that hellish man, but he sure had been in his mind since then. The omega had never felt such a deep hatred for someone before, except for his father. All because that stranger acted as if he knew everything about Akihito, about his fears, his deepest secrets.

It was probably right.

In barely a couple of minutes spent with him, Asami had seen right through his soul. And somehow, he knew he'd be an omega. That's how the shame turned into anger, and the anger into hatred. Blind and bold hatred. Mostly because he'd told Asami that he'd show him, that he'd become stronger, and that he hadn't. He became the omega he was told about. Cursed. Beaten by his father. The shame of his tribe, who was leaving in the small poor cabin of his cousin.

Akihito had done some researches about that Asami guy just to see what he became after all these years. He even asked Takato one night. That's how Akihito ended up not just hating the man, but also envying him. Oh yes, he envied Asami, because he became all what Akihito had ever dreamt about.

Asami belonged to the Northern Gargoyles, the most powerful gargoyle clan that had ever existed. They were a league of their own. Long ago, they had started from nothing, bathing in terror and misery. But with courage and ambition, wise strategies and a good exploitation of their resources, they rose and built up a strong and prosperous empire, conquering lands and winning every battle they took. It was glorious. Everybody knew about them. All the powerful tribes Akihito knew about, from different races, practically knelt before these gargoyles, going as far as to compete each other to earn an alliance with them. Hell, they could wipe out entire armies.

However, The Northern Gargoyles were known for being ruthless and unforgiving. They never accepted mistakes, defiance or any kind of rebellion. They were ferocious beings and as much as they were respected by the other clans, it was usually driven by fear. The memory of one of their soldiers crossing their territory one day was still fresh in Akihito's head. He remembered well enough how all his people had bowed to him as if he'd been some kind of divinity, how they held their breaths and nearly pissed their pants until he left. And he was just a mere soldier. Of course, they weren't barbarians. They leaded with justice and peace, but they weren't to be messed with. They preferred isolation high up in their mountains, hardly interacting with other tribes.

The Northern Gargoyles were untouchable, and Asami Ryuichi, son of Asami Ryunosuke, known for beating up the strongest twenty of his clan in a battle of honour, was their leader. Their fuckin' emperor. The strongest, wisest, most handsome and dangerous one of them. The mighty, absolute Alpha Male. The cream of the crop.

Akihito was nothing.

Ouf! Finally!

Finished with the details and sorry for making you wait for so long!

Next time then! (hope it'd be soon)