STAB!
Right on the bed, Alastair's body was covered in his own blood as a dagger pierced his stomach. The man immediately woke up from his sleep when he felt the excruciating pain as the knife pierced his stomach.
With a slightly pale face and the pain he felt, he turned to the only person in the room with him, his own lover, Noel.
"Feisty... What are you doing?" he asked with a trembling voice, trying to endure the pain.
At first, he saw a cold and hateful look in the Omega's eyes, before the man finally realized what he had done to him.
Noel dropped the dagger from his hand, which was now covered in red liquid, Alastair's blood. His eyes widened, as if he himself was shocked by what he had done.
"I... I just..."
However, in a few moments, that look of shock turned back into a cold gaze, filled with great resentment.
"You're still asking why I did this? I should have done this from the start. From the moment I found out you killed my brother!"
