Third-Person POV

Five years after the war (and the trial)...

Matthieux Rosseaux-Yanez and Luciane Moranox were not living their charmed lives in the Brownsville Federal Prison.

After realizing that they lost their supernatural halves by Thierry's spell that would erase their memories of being mated to him (and rejecting him), that's when the shit began to hit the fan for them.

One week into their new lives, they became more abrasive since neither Thierry's twin sisters nor their cousin Mi'Chelle would let them relieve their sexual tensions and make the boys sleep with them alone.

One month after that, they had to get jobs to keep the girls happy and satiated with more shopping sprees (which was virtually impossible since almost everyone knew what they did and wanted nothing to do with the young men). The best they could do was work at the girls' friends' favorite salons as janitors.

Two months and three weeks after that, they got their first domestic abuse charge (albeit false) when they wouldn't allow the girls to plan for a fancy wedding. They served two weeks at the town jail and had to attend anger management classes (alongside some conversion therapy).

Four months after that, they had panic attacks when they learned that Landon and Jace were getting married to Thierry serving as the officiant at the opulent wedding ceremony. Of course, they were invited, but Tiana and Fianna bullied the boys into rejecting them, citing that they want no more ties to seeing Thierry happy.

Six months later, Matt attempted suicide when he learned that Thierry was seen going on dates, but was interrupted by an irate Mi'Chelle for missing their latest wedding-planning event.

Eight months later, Luciane was attacked and mugged on his way home from work before being forced to sleep outside by the twins for missing a poorly-cooked dinner while Matt had to work another shift to find the perfect wedding rings.

Two weeks after that, the boys were found by the police and were arrested for three counts of premeditated third-degree murder.

Nine months after, they not only got their memories back of being Thierry's ex-mates but also were sentenced to life in prison...without parole.

And not one single prisoner would let the two young men forget about the fated day that they shattered the patron saint of all the Omegas and loners as they made the boys listen to them read Thierry's successful memoir (a hit in all the prisoners- lifers and soon-to-be-released, wardens and guards, and even those in solitary confinement) alongside his other novels and novellas (one of them soon to be made into a movie that would be directed by Tyler Perry), dogging them about their poor choices in women, and mocking them on how they downgraded from the demigod with a heart of gold to (as quoted by one of the guards) three Playboy-Bunny rejects who didn't have the common senses of a boiled peanut.

Matt and Luciane knew the truth: the late Gruesome Threesome were big-fat-zeroes while Thierry Lemieux was a five-star demigod with a support network that extends to the ends of the world. All of the supernatural council members from around the world turned to him for advice and even the human government asked for his help when it came down to the coronavirus (which was nonexistent thanks to Thierry's uncanny wit).

Thierry was in their grasp, and the boys let him go and broke his heart. And they were paying the price with a heavy interest rate.

Indeed, Matthieux Rosseaux-Yanez and Luciane Moranox were living uncharmed lives. And from the looks of things, it was going to be much worse for them both. Even more so when they were told to see the warden (who hated them on sight when they first arrived), who had a special guest with them as well as some surprising news about Thierry.

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"Hello, gentlemen," Mr. Bernard Abernathy, a fifty-ish Black man who was also a Beta vampire, sneered as the young men entered his office and were told to sit in front of his desk. "I assume that you haven't heard the wonderful news regarding your ex-mate."

Matt and Luciane, who were in solitary confinement before being brought into his office for a fight in the mess hall, shook their heads no. "We weren't aware of what's going on, sir," the former replied. "It's been a while since the other prisoners told us the latest about Mr. Lemieux."

Mr. Abernathy grinned widely. "Well, this ought to cheer you right up," he drawled as the door swung open to reveal a tastefully-dressed Aquilla Wytche and her coven leader Ariana Vivacious (dressed as a femme-fatale a la Lauren Bacall) following behind her. "Ladies, so good to see you."

"Likewise," replied Aquilla before sneering at the two former shifters. "And I'd say the same thing if it weren't for the fact that they smell like rotten trash, gasoline, and body odor."

"True," Ariana agreed, smirking at the boys' unease. "Anyway, we might as well cut straight to the chase. While y'all two losers were facing charges and awaiting trial, Thierry was graduating from SFA and was planning to leave out from my nightclub and cafe when he got himself a new and fantastic surprise: a new mate named Lyle Aronson. And Mr. Aronson comes from a family who is well-connected to my coven with relations to Electrique."

"What?" Luciane whimpered.

"You heard me," Ariana shot back, smirking widely. "And while y'all were forced to be the other boys' prison bitches, Thierry and Lyle were quietly courting each other while using false dates to cover my wards' tracks. But it wasn't until last week when they decided to make things official after Thierry graduated with his Bachelor's degree at Boston U. Lyle asked Thierry to marry him after they had their mating ritual. And Thierry said yes."

"NO!" both Matt and Luciane howled in sadness.

"Yes!" cheered Mr. Abernathy, grinning wickedly at the young men. "Y'all could've had the best thing in the supernatural world with your packs by your sides and made Mr. Lemieux your Luna. But one foolish choice snowballed you two into this mess. And while Thierry's going to be made a blushing groom, y'all going to be stuck here with the only hope for you is resting your pathetic bodies in a casket."

"Well said," piped up Arianna. "I thank Druscilla that She has given Her son a new chance to find romance so he wouldn't be alone. I bet that it sucks to be either of you two gentlemen. Your arrogance was the start of your downfall and you're now reminiscent of your glory days- sallow and weak, pathetically a reminder of my morning Corn Flakes that were ruined by rats that left droppings in the bag. I have seen my fair share of what a REAL Alpha man is like. And from where I stand...I'm not looking at either of you now."

Matt gulped, Luciane fighting a sob that choked his throat.

"Well, boys, I can only imagine what you have to say," Mr. Abernathy replied. "With this tidbit of news, I bet that y'all want to pray to the Moon Goddess to give you boys a second chance, if that's even possible for either of you."

"Your question is mine to answer!"

All eyes whipped around to see the Moon Goddess (Druscilla) in her heavenly form as she approached the morose young men. "Goddess," they breathed, getting out of their chairs and kneeling in front of her.

"Rise," She said firmly, Her tone of voice formal and sharp as a sword.

They did so quickly.

Druscilla slowly walked around them, her flawless face marred by a frown. "I had high hopes for you two," She began. "I had hoped that Thierry would finally have two Alpha mates that would be good to him and show him how to love. But the moment you showed me that you would rather reject him than stand by him during the war was when I knew that you two would never be the right ones for him. At this rate, I ought to put you in Amalia's hands and let you burn in HER lake of fire and brimstone."

"That's not a bad idea," murmured Mr. Abernathy.

"But," Druscilla went on, sending the warden a knowing look, "My siblings and Thierry have officially decided to give you boys a do-over that will not only give you two new lives and new supernatural halves, but also two mates- one for each of you- that will be commissioned by me to whip you boys into being the perfect husbands. but I must warn you that this offer is a one-time thing. If you refuse, then you will remain humans and will die in this prison before being condemned to the underworld. But if you accept, you MUST and WILL follow the path that I will set before you both- no exceptions!"

Matt and Luciane looked at each other briefly, knowing that the Moon Goddess meant every word. "We accept," both boys said firmly.

"Damn," Aquilla hissed, taking out fifty bucks to a gleeful Ariana. "I thought that they would refuse! There went my manicure downtown!"

"Never bet against me, my faerie fae," Ariana teased.

The warden grinned.

Matt took a deep breath. "So, what now?" he asked.

The Moon Goddess grinned widely. "This," was all She said before snapping Her fingers and both Luciane and Matthieux disappeared into a cloud of smoke.

"Where'd you send them and what's going to happen to them?" the warden wanted to know.

Druscilla smiled softly. "Well, Abernathy, let's just say that these boys will go from former dominant Alpha males to submissive Omega pool boys who will not only be into their dominant mates...but each other, in many ways than one."

The warden whistled, shaking his head in disbelief. "Your Grace, this is why I never intend to piss you off and remind my sons to be loyal to their mates," he replied. "You can cause a lot of damage when you want to."

"And don't you forget it," the ladies said. And with a final snap of their fingers, both witches and the Moon Goddess vanished.

Mr. Abernathy sat back at his desk, wondering what to tell the other prisoners of the sudden departure of the boys who made his stomach churn. Then again, he knew that everyone hated them and would rather throw a party when they heard what happened.

"What a day," he hummed, planning to call his male Omega husband and arrange for a lunch date. "What a bloody day."

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Covington Springs, South Carolina

Matthieux Rosseaux-Yanez and Luciane Moranox were no more.

In their place were two newly-awakened omega mermen, with Luciane being deaged and turned into a slender  Hispanic boy while Matt was still light-skinned, but with a toned-down version of his athletic form.

And both young men were staring in shock at two domineering Asian men who were smirking at them with riding crops in hand. The dominants themselves were built like Spartan gods that rivaled David Beckham and Cristiano Ronaldo with their short jet-black hair done in business fashion as they wore form-fitting sea-green tights and showed off their glistening chests and abs.

"Welcome to your new home, boys," the first twin said smoothly. "My name's Chance Nguyen. The one on my right is my twin brother Chace."

"And by the power of Druscilla," Chase, the more dominant of the twin, piped up with his voice more dominant, "we plan to set you two twinks on the right path."

Matt and Luciane- or rather, Marithe Deinos and Lachlan St. Martin- were at the mercy of the two most powerful mermen of all the species. And their road to redemption was going to be far from easy.

Their story of sensual redemption begins in...

"Submissive Omegas Never Lie"

COMING SOON!

And...that's a wrap for GBNL, ladies and gentlemen! But not for this saga when it comes to Matt/Marithe and Luciane/Lachlan. And as you can tell, there is a sequel involving these newly-minted Omega pool boys and their domineering Alpha mermen! And before I officially mark this story as complete, you'll have the first taste of the official-ish summary!

But really, thank you all so much for sticking around as I bring back this saga of a lifetime. I honestly didn't know what to expect when I decided to bring this story back while rebranding my Wattpad persona. It wasn't an easy ride and I had my share of troubles, but I did the damn thing with no regrets! And I cannot wait for my next adventure! Oh, yeah! I am bringing back a few old favorites as well as creating new ones. And you can believe that the drama is always on at the House of Evers!

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