Chapter 30: Ch. 2.4 Jasmine

Eric keeps on replaying the scene where the single drop dripped on the floor. The man doesn't even wish for revenge, he just wants to go back to his family. Ardently hoping that somehow he will go back home. A longing, that because of a single man's greed and jealousy got flunked.

"I will make sure that I will bring you back home this time. I promised!" Eric said, opening his eyes again, looking at his surroundings.

He is still in his room in the establishment, As a bonus for completing his first world, the system enhances this body, healing all his internal injury retaining just some bruised to avert a questioning and prying eyes.

"His wish is your mission. You will do everything to fulfil it."

"I know, What about his friend, Mira?" Eric inquired, he is not a good person, he would never give a fuck if he catches a glimpse of betrayal or murder but his bottom line is Rape. He would never condone rape.

"Do whatever you like, but don't go out of character. Remember that your body is an omega, every month you will experience heat, A indication of fertility."

"Fertility? Even for me?"

"Yes, Even for you, an omega will either mate with his lover or a fated pair. A fated pair is the one made entirely to suit you, your other half."

"Just is made entirely for me, him alone is my fated pair." He said in conviction cutting the system, still explaining what is a fated pair.

"Someone is approaching, you can call me in your mind if you need something, My energy is sufficient to answer some of your questions."

Eric just nods, indicating that he understands before looking at the door.

(Eric would become Zyair at this point)

"Can I come in?" A gentle voice asked after a short knock. Miss Jasmine is on the other side.

"Come in Miss."

"Tomorrow, The auction will take place, selling all of the omega that comes in ages." She starts, sitting on his bed, cupping his face. She looks so anxious and tense. looking at the four corners of the room, sensing if the room had a hidden camera.

"Don't sleep tonight, We will get you out of here. Here's small money that I've been saving, Use it and no matter what happens, run away from here okay." She said, caressing his long hair, either she is doing that to calm him or to calm her, he can't really tell.

Zyair looks at the woman, who always look so poised, full of grace getting all agitated, he doesn't know what to do. He had never been outside this place, he doesn't know anything. "But.."

"You don't understand, A perverted individual catches sight of you and want you by himself, that man is perverted to the core. He takes pleasure by torturing his lover. Many omega died on his hand." This time, Jasmine burst into tears.

The person whom she cares and loved as her own brother becomes a target of an old man perverse lifestyles. She has a plan, Screening all the people coming in the Auctions, getting the best candidate for Zyair to be his mate just to all crumbled down when the old man sees him.

She might be punished for what they would do, but she would make sure that Zyair would escape this very night. She would never forgive herself if news comes to her ears that Zyair died in that man's hand. She would fight tooth and nails to get him out of here.

The night quickly comes, Everything is so silent, The guards are in their station not minding a person wearing a cloak scaling the wall. A woman voice can be heard prompting the person to go faster.

"Run, No matter what happens, Run and don't come back. The money will last you for two years, Go!"

Zyair runs, avoiding to look back. This time, he will make sure that he will go home. He doesn't know the name of the old version's parents but he can research. He is a bit frightened and apprehensive going outside but it is still a hundred times better than to be subjected to a perverse lifestyle.

He winds are biting cold, producing goosebumps on his entire body. The establishment is built at the centre of a woods, By Jasmine's instruction, he will find a bus stop at the highway going to the city, in there, he will be safe and free.

The bus stop is deserted, he looks so pitiful sitting on the cold bench. He has been sitting in there for almost an hour. His adrenaline rush had long died down making his body sluggish and tired by his hour of walking and running.

Arranging himself, covering his entire body with the warmth of the cloak. The first bus will arrive at three o'clock in the morning so a nap would do him good.