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Ascension : Dawn Of The Third Evolution

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

Lu_Shui · LGBT+
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231 Chs

113 - Obligation

"I am obliged to do nothing."

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Upon hearing Annabelle's words, a jolt of defiance shot through Julian. The omega stopped in his tracks, his jaw clenching involuntarily.

"No," he said.

Annabelle's gaze sharpened, pinning Julian like a butterfly under glass. And yet the latter held her stare stubbornly, refusing to give in even an inch.

"Why not?"

"Why should I?" Julian challenged the question with another.

Annabelle crossed her arms before her chest and arched her brow at Julian. Apparently, Julian needed her to spell it out for him.

"My son has yet to reach his twenty-eighth year, but he almost died last night, leaving no children to continue his legacy. Taking into consideration that you are committed to each other, shouldn't you be pregnant right now?"