Mated to Four Alphas-Chapter 149: First Encounter

Two days ago in the mansion

Orian was alone in the house. Even though the servants were there, they were all busy with their work.

Orian didn’t have anyone to talk to or anything to do, so he just wandered around the whole mansion. When he got bored, he decided to sneak out without telling anyone.

This was the first time he had ever done something like this. He thought about it more than a hundred times before finally gathering the courage to leave.

As soon as he stepped out and started walking, he thought it would be fine to go a little further since he wanted to experience what it felt like to walk alone. But suddenly, he bumped into someone standing in his path.

"Ugh... Sorry."

When Orian looked up at the person, he froze. The man also glanced at Orian, momentarily distracted from his phone.

The man was dressed in a traditional Hanfu made of black fabric with intricate silver embroidery.

The Hanfu had a long, flowing skirt, a white collar, and long, loose sleeves. A black belt cinched the vest, and the embroidery featured delicate silver flowers.

His platinum lavender hair was long, silky, and His eyes, a striking Caribbean color, had a mysterious, forest-like depth.

With milky white skin, a tall frame, a sharp jawline, and a handsome face, he was mesmerizing—like a figure from a painting. In one hand, he held a black fan adorned with a white rain-like pattern.

Looking at his appearance, Orian couldn’t help but think the man was both beautiful and handsome.

"Yes?" the man gently asked.

"I’m sorry, sir, for bumping into you," Orian apologized.

The man’s eyes widened slightly in surprise upon seeing Orian. He glanced around, his gaze scanning every corner to check if anyone else was present.

"By any chance, are you walking alone?"

"Yes, it’s my first time walking alone like this. And you know, it feels so nice—I feel so fresh!"

Orian’s face was bright, his smile innocent, but the man maintained a polite, professional smile while discreetly observing Orian from head to toe.

"I think luck is on my side today," the man muttered.

Orian didn’t understand what he meant and tilted his head in confusion. Just then, the man swiftly covered Orian’s mouth and tapped a spot on his neck, making him unconscious.

The man Orian had just met was no ordinary person. He was the most famous assassin from the dark guild—known as Dark Meyer. Until now, Meyer had killed countless people.

If he received a contract, it didn’t matter whether the target was an Alpha, Omega, or even the king of a pack—he would complete the job without hesitation. His starting rate for an assassination was 100 billion.

Someone had offered Meyer 8000 billion to kill Orian, claiming they wanted to ruin the four brothers connected to him. Everyone knew Orian was their mate, and by killing him, those brothers would suffer deeply.

Ironically, just as Meyer was planning how to kidnap Orian, the boy appeared before him on his own. It truly felt like luck was on his side.

And so, unaware of anything, Orian was kidnapped. But who knew what would happen next?

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After a while, when Orian slowly opened his eyes, they felt itchy. He blinked a few times before his vision cleared. He found himself lying on a bed in a room. A shackle was fastened around his ankle.

Fear gripped Orian’s heart as he tried to move. Attempting to crawl off the bed with the shackle still on, he failed.

Glancing around, Orian realized the room resembled a traditional setting like those he had seen in movies or read about in books.

It was entirely different from the modern room he was used to. There were so many unfamiliar things—it was both shocking and terrifying.

In that moment, Orian understood that the man he had bumped into had kidnapped him. Stepping out of the mansion had been the biggest mistake of his life.

Orian’s body started trembling—this was the first time he found himself in such a situation. He didn’t know what to do. His eyes watered, but he held back his tears.

Just then, the door creaked open. Startled, Orian looked up and saw the man—Meyer—standing there, holding his fan. Dressed in his regal attire, Meyer looked like a king from ancient times.

"Oh, my dear Orian, you’re awake," Meyer said with a faint smile.

Seeing Meyer, Orian trembled even more and instinctively moved backward.

"Please, let me go... I don’t have any money... Please don’t do anything to me," Orian pleaded, his voice shaking.

Meyer stepped closer and sat down on the bed beside Orian.

As soon as Meyer sat, Orian flinched and tried to move further away. However, Meyer swiftly wrapped an arm around Orian’s waist, pulling him closer.

"Why are you moving away from me? It’s not like I’m going to bite you. Well, unless you try to seduce me—that might be a different case," Meyer teased.

He tightened his grip on Orian’s waist, his fingers lightly brushing Orian’s cheek.

"Ugh... Don’t touch me!" Orian protested, trying to push Meyer away, but it was useless. Meyer was far stronger—an elite assassin feared even by Alphas. For an Omega like Orian, resisting was impossible.

When Orian was pushing Meyer away from himself, suddenly Meyer pounced on Orian, making him lie down on his back and coming on top of him.

Orian’s heart was pounding as he became more scared. When Meyer came on top of him, Orian felt a large, strong body pressing against him. Suddenly, Orian flinched.

"Ughh."

Meyer had taken Orian’s earlobe between his teeth and was moving and licking his tongue on it.

"Nnnnngh~~"

"Mmmgh~~"

As Meyer heard Orian’s moans, he quickly glanced at Orian and saw his flustered and hot face. Orian was feeling everything when Meyer was touching his earlobe.

Seeing that, Meyer smirked and suddenly bit down on the earlobe, starting to suck and kiss it while stroking Orian’s head with his other hand to comfort him so he wouldn’t feel scared..

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Note : i have uploaded orian’s and meyer’s character image now.