Help! Five Beast Alphas Want To Breed Me!!(BL)-Chapter 233: I Understand

Zephan;

"...Now!?" I demand, and he nods once. Firm, and stubborn.

"Yes. Right now. Just do it on the spot. I don’t want to drag this out." He adds, and I stare at him.

Zethar also stares at him, and Elián stares back like we’re the crazy ones.

"Well?" he says, voice snapping like a whip.

"Why are you both looking at me like that? You said I needed it. So do it." He adds, and I gulp.

No. I’m not doing this.

Why is he rushing??

He hasn’t even given thought to it yet!!

"You’re being stubborn, Elián. Zethar and I can never be of help as Koda would if he were here. You need him!" I scold as I get off the bed, and Elián blinks at me.

"I’m not going to help you do something you’ll regret later. Think about it first." I add before turning around to March away, but just as I walk past Zethar, he grabs my arm.

I pause to look at him, and he speaks in Nagari

"Don’t be hard on the boy. He’s never done this before, remember? All he’s asking is that you mark him till he gets his footing. His asking this means he trusts you." He says softly, and I sigh.

"That fear scares me! What if I break it!?" I reply in Nagari, and Zethar smiles.

"You won’t. I’ll make sure of it." He replies and just then, Elián’s voice follows softly.

I turn back to him, and to my horror, there are tears in his eyes.

"I’m scared, okay. I’ve wanted a baby for a while now, and now that I have one... I’m scared. It’s too early to tell him. I don’t want to jinx it, I don’t want to give him high hopes for nothing. I just... I just need the baby to be strong enough first before I tell him..." He cries, and I swallow.

I look up at Zethar, and he gives me a look that says "See?"

I take a deep breath and walk back to the bed. I sit beside Elián and hold him to myself.

"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scold you. You’re the one carrying the baby, you have the right to make the important decisions." I speak, and he moves in my arms to look up at me.

"So, you’ll help me? With the... temporary mark thing?" He replies, and I sigh.

"I will," I whisper.

"If you’re sure about it. Your body will... respond to me as your... partner till Koda comes back, and I don’t know..." I begin in worry, but he cuts me off.

"I’m sure," He says, softer this time.

"I trust you." He adds, and those words... Those words hit me harder than anything I expected to hear tonight.

I pull him away slowly, giving him time to change his mind. But he doesn’t flinch, doesn’t let go of my robe.

My heart leaps into my throat when he tilts his head, exposing the curve of his throat to me, and I look up at Zethar in panic.

I’m really going to do this!?

My body will respond to Elián. More than it already does! He won’t be the only one needing me, I’ll...

"Zephan..." Zethar calls, pulling me out of my thoughts, and I take a deep breath.

I look back at Elián and see that the omega part of him...the instinctive part... has taken over...

His eyes are now half-lidded, and his breath softer.

It’s not romance, or seduction... It’s... instinct yielding to necessity.

I let out a slow breath as I let my fangs through. They lengthen slightly, and Zethar moves beside me.

He rests a steadying hand on Elian’s shoulder as he sits on the bed, and Elián shuts his eyes completely, expecting pain.

Then, very carefully... right beneath Koda’s mark, I press my teeth to Elián’s skin.

He hisses at the first contact but then exhales as the temporary bond settles... warm, grounding, stabilising, and wrapping around both of us.

A faint glow pulses between us, and I remember that night in the carriage when he healed me. This boy truly is something special. Something I’m so eager to discover.

When I pull back, the mark is small, barely visible, and already fading into a gentle imprint.

Elián touches the spot curiously and I watch him.

"Oh," he whispers. "That... feels different."

"Good different?" Zethar asks, and Elián shrugs.

"I guess... "He replies before looking up at me.

"It’s Lighter... and I already feel... a bit less... restless." He adds, and I give him a tight smile.

"That’s the point," I say softly, and then, my wonderful brother opens his mouth...unfortunately...

"Well, just so you know, with the pregnancy, all the hormonal mess going on, and this temporary mark... You might grow quite the appetite for se—" Zephan begins but I don’t let him finish before stomping on his foot so hard, I nearly crush a toe.

Zethar yelps, and Elián blinks at us in confusion

"Grow an appetite for what?" The innocent rattle demands and I glare at my twin who was about to tell our Omega there’s a chance the boy would become a sex maniac.

"Sleep," I lie, and Elián raises a brow at me.

"During the pregnancy. You may feel a bit more tired and grow an appetite for sleep. That’s normal." I add, and Zethar glares at me but shuts up while Elián nods thoughtfully.

"Alright." He whispers as he believes me, and I rise to my feet, suddenly feeling the weight of the mark settle over me.

"We’ll let you rest, Elián. The mark needs a few hours to stabilise." I speak, and Zethar pouts, rubbing his stomped foot.

"Rest. And if anything feels strange, call for us." He says to Elián, and Elián nods as he lies down slowly.

Zethar and I walk to the door, and just before we step out, Elián says softly...

"Thank you... both of you."

I look back at him, and his purity enchants me.

He looks small... but brave.

Scared... but determined. Fragile, but fierce.

And staring at him, I understand... I completely understand why Koda loves him so much.

"We’re family. There’s no need to thank us," I tell him, and with that, Zethar and I slip out quietly, leaving Elián to rest while the weight of everything yet to come settles heavily on both our shoulders.

"We’ve got this," I mutter, and Zethar pats my chest before walking off.

"We don’t have another choice." He says, and I swallow.

We don’t have another choice...