Mischka is leaning towards the railings of the second floor of the tavern. He has been thinking about what happened earlier at the coffee shop.

He never met the couple who called him with a different name but he was even thinking who could Daime be.

Thinking that it was just a random Alpha that they were close at, he took his phone out and searches for Daime in the internet. He even managed to find out their surname from the business registry, narrowing his search into one certain and specific Daime Santoro.

He looked at the pictures of the man but most of them are either hidden or covered in a mask. He understands why but there is something about the Alpha that makes his yellow flags pop up and it is making him anxious.

"Who is he?"

Mischka looked at the woman in front of her, who was wary of his existence and couldn't help but ask whether the Omega knew Daime or he must've seen him.

The confused Omega shakes his head and was about to drag Marlene out of the coffee shop when the woman showed a picture of him from her gallery.

His eyes widen in surprise but he made sure that the woman did not see it. He fixed his posture and looked at the woman again and shook his head.

"I am sorry, Miss. But I don't know him."

The woman can only sigh and asked for his forgiveness for asking him about these trivial things. The Alpha who was with them, that turns out to be the woman's husband, offered them free drinks as a peace offering.

Mischka did not accept his but knowing Marlene, she took both of the drink and thanked them. The walk back to the apartment was filled with silence, making Marlene think that Mischka probably knew the person that the woman was talking about.

The Omega brought Marlene back to her apartment before going home with even more confusing heart. Before, he never cared what his Alpha would do with his life. Either take revenge to his family or his past lover but now that they are mated, everything felt like a lie to him.

The Omega sighed as he arrived home and saw his Alpha sitting down by the living room with a sad smile on his face. His first problem was thrown out of the window when he saw his Alpha in this state.

"Alpha! What is wrong?! Are you okay?"

Mischka's concerned voice made the Alpha frown to his face. He sighed as he hugged him and showered him with kisses before telling him what made him look like this.

"I heard from Francis that you met my sister at the coffee shop, accidentally."

Mischka's breathe suddenly hitched as he recalled what his sister looked like. Of course, how can he be so stupid? His Alpha and the woman from the coffee shop looked exactly alike, except that the woman has a long blond hair and his Alpha has a short black hair.

"I bet she recognize my scent that clings on you."

The Alpha sighed at the situation and grumbled under his breath. He hugged the Omega tightly before convincing himself to tell his story before he arrived here in Switzerland with a brand new identity.

Listening to his story made the Omega cry and hugged him from the side. No wonder the Alpha hid everything from him even his old self, it was because his family was this big.

He couldn't even believe that he was marked and mated to a Santoro but he don't care about that now. What is important was that Mischka now feel more alive and relax in his Alpha's arms.

No more questions and revelations to him that will shock him. The Omega knew how to handle every situation that will be thrown at him if they ever find out who or where the Alpha is or was.

"Don't worry, Alpha. We are in this together. You are not alone in this fight."

Daime showed his Omega a tantalizing smile that brightens even the darkest void in existence and showered him with kisses.

"Let's get ready for tonight, Alpha. The tavern is waiting."

Daime nodded and stood up from the sofa and dragged the Omega to their bed. They did a deed before getting ready since Daime can't help but be amazed at how wonderful his mate was every time he try to seduce him.

Mischka sighs as he massages his back from what it seems to be a danger to his old body. He chuckles as he remembers when his Alpha accidentally thrust a bit harder into him that he bled out for days, as if he is a woman going through a cycle of menstruation.

Daime vowed down to him to always be careful whenever he is going feral during their sexy time. Mischka sighs once again as feels the cold breeze coming from the balcony of the second floor before he hears a small knock behind him.

He turns around and sees Francis with his Prince-like appearance, wearing his buttoned up navy blue sleeves and tight pants. Mischka chuckles at his suit as he walks towards him, eyes are asking a question.

"Mr. Boris, awaits."

Mischka laughs at their antics and Francis only blushes and clears his throat. If anyone is looking for a good entertainment, Mischka will sign both of his Alpha and Francis together.

"You guys are full of jokes. Out of the way."

Francis only chuckles at the Omega's reaction. Mischka fixes his hair before turning around towards his Alpha's room. Opening a slight portion of the door, Mischka waits for his Alpha to come out of his room, fully dressed and with his accessories.

With his posture and the elegance of his face, the Alpha comes out of his room looking like he is going to sweep every living human in the party.

A black coat with golden laces, leaves and petals, a long white sleeves as an undershirt, black slacks and black leather shoes; Daime looks like the main attraction and not the newly-renovated tavern.

His hair is swipe back. The Omega notices that he wears little makeups to accentuate his jaw and his facial features. Mischka can't help but licks his bottom lips and bites into it.

The Omega almost moaned upon seeing his Alpha, making Francis jumps back away from him and covers his nose. Daime sees this and chuckles.

"Horny, little Omega?"

Mischka blinks and bites back a moan, making him turns around and shakes his head. Francis heads downstairs and shakes his head, immediately forgetting what he just saw or heard.

"I will give you one after tonight. So, behave."

Oh yes, he will.