Markus was glad when Ray didn’t come to him again. He was still scared, and barely managed to get any rest, but at least he was alone and could feel as safe as he managed to in a strange alpha’s home.
He did dread the morning though, when Ray would just come back to him again. He hoped he could leave. He just wanted to go home.
Ray woke up in the morning as he made some breakfast. He brought a plate for the small omega and wished him a good morning before leaving him alone. He knew he had to be patient and that’s what he was gonna do. He only wanted the poor omega safe.
Markus mumbled a quiet greeting back, thanking him for the food. He hesitantly ate, rubbing his eyes. He still felt exhausted after crying so much, and barely getting any sleep.
When he was done, he carefully tried to find Ray and the kitchen. Being blind sucked. “E-ex-excuse me, a-al-alpha?..”, he called out eventually.
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