three

three years later,

the present...

***

"Luka!"

Ivan called for their son, seeing him peek from around the wall. He found himself smiling as he got on his knees as he puts his hands on either side of his hips.

Noticing the loose curls that fell into his eyes, the hazel eyes that were like his own. He saw Luka begin to smile shyly as he walked from around the corner.

"Why'd you run away? Do you not want to lay down?"

Before Luka could respond, he saw Jeremiah round the corner now. His smile just as shy upon him as he now saw who the reason was for Luka rushing off.

Ivan's eyes lowering from Jeremiah as he rushed over to pick up Luka.

"I hear daddy come." Luka murmured, reaching for Jeremiah as Ivan began to walk away. "I want daddy!"

"He's busy," Ivan lied, holding Luka close and lying.

Jeremiah stood back despite how he'd usually follow after. Except this time he didn't feel good. He knew that his rut was coming and he still wasn't used to how it worked.

How it would debilitate him...and he'd have to take off of work.

He worked with Ivan's parents just like Ivan did, but he did much more than him. That was because he didn't want to be a disappointment to Ivan's family. He also wanted Ivan to be as comfortable as possible and if he didn't want to work, he'd take it over.

That kind of arrangement however...was beginning to take a tole on him.

He did it to make Ivan happy and thought things would balance out once Luka was born. Just like the night when Ivan asked him to give him a child...he thought things were fixed.

That that would be their new start.

Except, it turned out to not be the case.

He could tell that Ivan loved Luka with all his heart, there was no discussion about that, because he did.

Ivan cherished the child they shared together more than anything or anyone else. When Luka was born, he fell in love right then and there. Their child even becoming a hot topic because of how cute he was.

Even if that was the case, Ivan was actually worse to him. Worse in a sense that he clearly disliked the fact that Luka was more clingy to Jeremiah. That Jeremiah was his favorite parent, not that he said so - but he didn't need to.

Ivan never kissed him, hugged him, or even tried to talk to him like he was his husband. He only spoke to him...like he was below him.

Such treatment was fine for some time...but it began to become too much. Too much to the point that he almost didn't even want to sleep in the same bed as Ivan. Because Ivan almost made him resent him.

Resent how he treated him, how he clearly didn't love him, how he believed...he used him to have their child to ease his conscience about how he treated him. He wasn't sure if that was the case, but it began to feel that way with certain things he'd say.

He hoped not...because he didn't want it to be that way.

Except Ivan seemed to just...not care for him at all, only when it was convenient to him. And that broke his heart more and more.

Jeremiah began to head upstairs to their bedroom, but he was nervous. He knew that Ivan probably smelled his pheromones and he...didn't want his help this time. He wasn't too sure.

As his mind would teeter between wanting to do the same thing. Which was to pleasure himself just from the sight of Ivan's body, but no sex. Or...he can just stay cooped in his room until he's better.

He's always...just done the first option; but they never have sex unless it's when Ivan has his Heat. When they do have sex, Jeremiah could tell that Ivan loved it.

By the way he'd cling to him, moan his name, never want to let go. Only...when he finally realized who he was with once it was over, he'd hate him by the tenfold.

When he got to Luka's room, he saw that he was laid down. So...that told him what he needed to know.

Just when he walked into the room, he saw Ivan already there. His arms folded as he smirked at him because he could already smell his rut.

"You already know what to do, so do it."

Jeremiah sighed, dropping his things on the floor as he removed his jacket. He lowered himself before Ivan, grasping his waist and taking in his scent.

He already knew he wanted him to do this because it was some kind of power play. Ivan didn't say that was the case, but he didn't need to.

Because when he peered up at him, he saw that dominating stare that pierced him. Only for his scent to become stronger in his presence and he found his body becoming hot.

Ivan was inducing his rut even more with his scent.

"Tell me, who do you belong to?"

Ivan stood before Jeremiah, ignoring his hands that grasped at his waist. Clinging onto his body desperately and just from holding him he got some sort of relief, but it wouldn't last.

The torment of Ivan's increasing scent flooded the room just to mess with him. Like he always did.

"You, I belong to you."

"And who do I belong to?"

"Nobody."

"And what am I to you?"

Jeremiah groaned in frustration because the torment was becoming unbearable. He didn't know much longer he could take of this. They've already been set in this marriage for three years, and yet Ivan still hated him. Still treated him this way...

"You're...my Omega, and I'm just the Alpha. You dominate me because you're the Alpha in this relationship." Jeremiah makes clear loudly as Ivan began to smile. Shoving him onto his back, he straddled his lap. "Ivan please, I need-."

"Beg for me." Ivan demands.

His hand gripping Jeremiah's face, smirking at his predicament. He was the Alpha in the relationship, even if he was an Omega, not Jeremiah. And that's how it would always be.

No matter what.

"Do it."

Jeremiah felt Ivan's grip on his face tighten, his eyes closing tightly in frustration.

"I will not!" Jeremiah cried, opening his eyes to see Ivan glaring at him. "I... I love you...I do. But why...why do you keep doing this to me - to us?! I am constantly tormented by you for your gain and games, but you never think about how that makes me feel. Because you hate me-."

"I do." Ivan stood up off of him, Jeremiah looking at him in shock to his admission so easily. "I gave you a child - Luka, and yet you still want me to pretend like I love you? What more have I not done for you?"

Jeremiah just sat there, his lips parting to speak just for Ivan to raise his hand at his face.

"You may feel some type of way, but don't act like you didn't know this was what was gonna happen-."

"I did not...no." Jeremiah responded softly, Ivan faltering at his watery eyes. "I really thought you wanted to have Luka because you loved me. Except you did not. We created our first born...because of your selfishness-."

"How dare you call me selfish?!" Ivan raised his voice, watching Jeremiah look away timidly. "I let you have sex with me to create Luka, I let you pleasure me, I let you pleasure yourself to me when you're on your rut - like you are right now! We are about to get there, but you had to fuck it up. Everything I have done has been for you! You really fucking think I wanted to be here and I wanted to call you mine? Because I didn't! I had my hopes, my dreams, my wishes as an Alpha. Yet, look how that has turned out?

"So don't you dare call me selfish. I'm far from it. The Luna would say so as well." Ivan breathed, watching Jeremiah's eyes widen.

He shook his head at him saying such a thing. Jeremiah believed wholeheartedly in the Luna and knew for sure that she wouldn't approve of this.

"Don't...say such a blasphemous thing. The Luna wouldn't dare...approve of how you've treated me. Except I don't care about that, I love you Ivan-."

"I love the child you and I created." Ivan interrupts calmly.

Jeremiah felt his heart stop, getting onto his feet as he looked into Ivan's eyes. Ivan beginning to feel odd as he came closer. His hands gripping his shoulders and bringing him into his embrace.

"Let...let me go!"

"Ivan please...don't keep doing this to me. I am fine with you dominating me, but not like this. You aren't even trying to dominate me anymore, you're trying to ruin me. Please..." Jeremiah pulled back, Ivan flinching at the tears that streamed down his cheeks, "don't be the ruin of me too."

Ivan tried to pull away, ignoring his racing heart as he kept trying to pull back. He began to find himself panicked at how fast his heart raced and Jeremiah constantly saying how much he loved him.

He didn't understand how Jeremiah could still say these things. How he could still say he loved him after everything.

What was to love about him?

He's purposely gone out of his way to treat him like shit and keep to his word of never falling in love with him. Since he gave him a child, he felt like that was enough. Except now he felt afraid, and he didn't know why.

"Ivan, I love you with all of my heart. If you...hate me so much, I don't mind...ending things for your sake. If it'll make you happy, but I can't keep doing this. This isn't domination, it's ruining someone's character." Jeremiah pulled back, Ivan's back to the balcony as he looked up at him in a panic.

Jeremiah saw his fear and tried to ease his concerns. Unaware of what the Luna once said to him.

"I'm not asking this because I want to myself, I'm asking for you. Do you want to file for a divorce?"

When he asked that, Ivan felt sick. He began to shake his head violently as Jeremiah tried to steady him, afraid of what was happening.

"Ivan, why are you being this way? Do you hate me that much-?"

"No-!"

Only for Ivan's hands to push off and away of Jeremiah. His back shattering through the glass as he continued to stumble back.

Jeremiah rushing after him, but the Luna already had his fate sealed.

And that's when it happened.

Ivan's back falling over the balcony as Jeremiah rushed for him. His hand an inch too late, Ivan beginning to realize everything.

No.

He didn't.

He never wanted to be separated in the first place.

That was what the Luna was talking about.

His answer...he gave no answer, and now he was here.

His body slammed harshly onto the ground, he felt his whole soul leave his body. His eyes staring up at Jeremiah shrieking in pain at what just happened, but he was unable to move. As if all of time was stunted, Ivan saw the figure.

Except when it sat beside his body, he saw someone beautiful.

A beautiful woman who looked at him in disappointment. He had nothing to say and couldn't say anything.

All he could think about was Luka and Jeremiah.

"I even warned you, and you still did it all wrong. I won't say I'm not surprised. Your stubbornness has now resulted in your death, three years later. If you had settled with that feeling you truly felt the day you gave yourself to Jeremiah, this would've all been avoided. Yet, you thought that's all it took. You went back to your cruel ways, your cruel words, your ruining of Jeremiah masked as dominance. His Omega of domination...that's what you wanted to be for him, right?"

Ivan couldn't even speak, but his soul was crying out. Begging to be saved, begging for another chance.

Except the Luna ignored his pleas...for now.

"You love Jeremiah...you do. I know you do because I created the both of you to be perfectly suited for one another. No matter how much you hate him for being what you wished to be, it was always meant to be. And if you had put aside your hatred and envy, you would've seen how perfect things would be for the two of you the way they are. Jeremiah as your Alpha, and you his Omega. Except you hated it, you hated him; but you truly loved him... And that seemed to make you hate him even more. What a conundrum of sorts."

Ivan continued to scream to be heard, begging.

"My heart breaks for Jeremiah, because he loves you. He will be end up taking his own life for you, he can't live without you, you know." She finally divulged.

That's when she finally turned to face his soul. Ivan falling still under her stare as she saw the absolute anguish and pain written all over his face.

She could also see Jeremiah running towards him. Screaming as if he just lost his own life, because he basically did. Ivan was his life.

The way she watched Ivan's soul crying, begging Jeremiah to see him. Only for him to pick up Ivan's body and beg him to wake up.

"Ivan, p-please! Please! I can't live without y-you!" Jeremiah shrieked, covering the wound that killed Ivan as blood continued to flow out.

The more and more Jeremiah saw this and came to the realization Ivan was dead, the more he wanted to be dead himself.

That's when Ivan saw everything be frozen in time. Jeremiah no longer crying, but stunted in place. Frozen...he looked at the Luna whose eyes were already glared upon him.

"You..." He stuttered, shocked that he was able to hear his voice. Except he sounded different...and he felt different. "I'm begging you, I am imploring you - please!"

Ivan cried with all of his heart, on his knees and bleeding. He slammed his head onto the ground before her feet as he wanted another chance.

"I am so sorry, I am sorry with every fiber of my being and soul. I want to go back, please! I want to go back to my baby, I want Jeremiah! I want to go back and fix everything please-!"

"No."

Ivan flinched, seeing the Luna look at him with so much irritation. His bleeding knuckles balling into fists as he felt like hurling so many horrible things at her.

"That would be too easy for you. Not after I gave you a warning, and you still did it all wrong. Why should I just put you back into the life you were living with the person you were blessed with? You took advantage of what you had, and you think I'm just going to put you back into it? Where is the lesson in that?" She scoffs, shaking her head at Ivan who became pale in complexion. "You only realized how good you had it until you got your soul knocked out of you. It's pathetic."

Ivan just tried to keep his mouth shut. He knew if he said anything wrong at this moment that he'd probably lose whatever chance he had.

"If I send you back, it won't be back to the life you took for granted. It would be one where you have to earn it back, and if you never do, you're back here. Dead, with everyone else who made the same mistakes as you and took their blessings for granted-."

"What about our child...?" Ivan found himself interrupting, the Luna not saying a word. "You will at least give me that much-."

"No."

Ivan began to feel sick as bile rose to his throat. He had to cover his mouth to keep it from flying out. The very thought that Luka wouldn't be in his life anymore made him physically sick.

"And Jeremiah?"

"Oh? So you care now?" The Luna mocks him, watching as his whole expression became that of disturb. "I never said if I was giving you that second chance yet."

"Then why are we talking right now?!" Ivan found himself panicking.

He looked at Jeremiah's frozen face as he held so much grief towards him dying. To see him still love and care for him despite what he's done...? To still even be able to grieve for him?

That kind of love that he held for him...he couldn't understand it. The more he looked at his desperate and grieving face, the more he felt. The more he came to realize how wrong he's been. How he just ruined the one good thing he had in his life.

Jeremiah...

He touched his heart, but he let himself feel such things too late.

Now he was dead, and his second chance was in the Luna's hands. The one he didn't believe in at first.

When he looked at her, he saw her already looking at him. Smiling at the racing thoughts that went through his mind, she liked that she heard.

"I...will do anything. What can I do to be able to go back. I'm sorry... I want to go back and I want to apologize to Jeremiah. I want...to tell him how I really feel and be honest. Please-?"

"If I send you back, you aren't going back to the way things are right now. You don't deserve it." The Luna interrupts him.

His eyes widen on her as she stood up, smirking at the desperation within his eyes.

"You get ninety days to earn the confession of his love for you like he once did, but also to earn his forgiveness. He will no longer love you despite your flaws and character, like he once did here. His resentment towards you will come from an event that should've broke you two apart, but it didn't. Now it will, and he will not only resent you, but he will suffer from a broken heart that changes him entirely. Jeremiah won't be the Jeremiah I blessed you with, but someone he would've been after having suffered your abuse.

"Except you need to survive, and since you have such limited time, you will need vitality to keep your form and not fade away. Because I won't give you back your physical form, the one I will give you will be a temporary one that needs to be rejuvenated. The way you need to do that is the same way you used Jeremiah to help yourself when you were on your Heat, but never to help him. Sex-."

"Sex? How...how am I going to survive by having sex with him when he'll fucking hate me?" Ivan cried out angrily, the Luna not caring about how he felt. "How long...do I have until I fade completely if I don't fucking have sex with him-?"

"Ten days."

Ivan looked at her with absolute contempt, but he knew he couldn't deny her. What was the point? This was the only way he'd go back.

"Is that too much for you? You think you can do it-?"

"I'll do it." Ivan interrupts her sharply, looking at her with a touch of resentment. "And...if I can't get him to have sex with me within ten days?"

"What do you think?"

Ivan didn't need a response for that.

The Luna stood up, Ivan watching as her hand covered his eyes.

"If you want to be this Omega of domination, go ahead; but heed my warning," She glanced over at a frozen Jeremiah, her eyes narrowing right back onto Ivan whose eyes she covered, "this is your last chance."

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time for the hard times.

i'm so excited for you guys to see his 'second chance'! 😮‍💨

i wouldn't let you guys suffer with his behavior for forever.

duh. 😪

what'd you think?

what do you think will come of this 'second chance'?

ivan will be the same.

but everything else will be different.

how different...is the question. 🥴🫵

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