*LISA* Is this how he always keeps his room tidy? Or was it simply another day like that? *_It is not your concern._* My wolf exploded. Was he reading the book on his table before I interrupted him? He became more seductive and extra as a result. Books have been my constant friend with Ariella for a very long time. Since inanimate items cannot reject me or talk down on me, they have become one of my love languages. *_Lisa, put down the hamper and leave._* My wolf quarrelled. Never once have I had a need to argue with my wolf. Since we are both weaklings, we needed each other above all else. What baffles me is her recent fixation with a man who forced me to endure the unfathomable. *_He remains your partner._* *_You own it, not me. Only if you leave this body and mate with him will you be able to have him._* I turned to see Beta Damien sitting on the chair next to the small library. "I hope I'm not bothering you.” “In no way. You've already done enough with organizing
*CONAN* Even though it had only been 20 minutes since I departed, the time seemed to drag on pitifully. Twenty minutes is plenty of time to fuck and cum, I thought as I paced around, furious. *_What's the problem again_?* My wolf enquired *_Her! Why is she in a different man's room? I responded with a question_ .* *_Do you need me to tell you that she is a slave girl?*_ *_Okay? She spent just two minutes in here and don't you use my escapades as an excuse_ .* When it stopped, I leaped onto my bed, repeatedly hit the pillows, and threw anything within my reach into the air, where it crashed to the ground. *_What's up with you, Conan? Leave her be; she is not in any danger._* *_She is meant to be my mate, but she lacked common courtesy, else why would she spend so much time in a man's room?*_ *_You also?*_ *_Stop! I am an alpha and she is the least of the omegas, so don't tow that line on me._* I hurriedly got out of bed in order to answer the knock on the door befor
*DAMIEN* It was clearly not her appearance, aura, or anything else I could put my finger on, but there was something about her that drew me in. She appeared happy one minute and scared the next, as though she needed my permission just to breathe. Although there didn't seem to be many childhood memories to treasure as an omega, hers would be at the top of the list of dreaded. She is not my Luna, but when I ran into her in the kitchen, bleeding and hurt, I felt compelled to take care of her and, in contrast to my introverted character, to take her into my arms and shield her from everyone and everything. I was unsure of myself and my thoughts as I lay on my bed. I organized my books all night and intended to take a nap the next day. However, I lay there with wide eyes, thinking of an omega girl. I stood up and put on clothes. Maybe I needed to meet with her and find out what she was doing this morning before I could finally put my lustful spirit to rest. I went to the kitchen be
*LISA* I kept a close eye on him as his adorable lips danced while eating the dinner I had so eagerly prepared.I felt butterflies as I watched him lick the stains from them with the utmost gusto.Never, not even with Ariella, have I felt so welcomed and yearned to be with anyone.The very reason I got up early and am full of energy, smiled in the chilly shower, and went about my day with tough skin is so that I may hear his husky laugh.So long as his presence engulfed me like a lovely cocoon, I would do extra duties and spend extra time against my wolf's will. Additionally, Claire's absence prevented any drama of any kind. But now that she's back, I hoped that was how every day would play out. A lot of dishes to wash, a mountain of laundry to sort, and a lot of cooking to do. With the exception of the painful physical aches that got worse every day; a vicious cycle and I was doing okay.My eyes asked Joanna the questions that I was unable to bring myself to address with words.
*DAMIEN* Claire and Lisa’s incident spread like the Harmattan's wildfire. Everyone was asking questions as a result of the controversy it caused. I was so enraged and disappointed that I could have snapped Claire's head off her feeble frame. I was aware that being a servant could become intolerable, especially under an uncaring master. However, that was unquestionably evil—the type you can't justify—and it caused you to despise everyone and everything. It all made sense: Lisa's persistent fear, perpetual vulnerability, and timid demeanour. She was experiencing the unimaginable, and if her upbringing was anything like this, she definitely needed someone to lean on. I put on my flip-flop, a faded baggy top, and ripped jeans before going to the kitchen. I still wanted to make her something simple yet pleasant. After the crazy yesterday, she was granted the day off. I was hardly ever in the kitchen, so cooking wasn't one of my strengths. I may be completely inexperienced, but I'v
CONAN "No," Claire says as she jerkily grabs my shirt. "You don't fucking leave a conversation in the middle of it.”"Or else? Are you going to hit me until I'm unconscious?” anger blossomed in my strained voice."Probably to death, it would be easier." She stood in front of me, daring me to take even a single step. "You're going to bitch out as usual when we're trying to have a proper conversation?"“Nah.” I waved her off. You don't freaking call me that, there is no 'we’ and there isn't even a conversation.”“No 'we’?” She made an air-based finger click.“I'd rather not speak.”"So sad, I want to." She spoke louder so that it matched mine. Our argument has heated up the space."Well, then, go find someone else, the maids or bloody cooks, jailers, and have fun." She guarded the entrance and stopped me from leaving the room, so I turned around and walked to the bar.She laughed. "When you're not bitching out, you're boozing away.""You don't call me that," I lost it. My fist strike
DAMIEN When I last saw Lisa, she was ill, and I had to leave right away to oversee politics, issues, and everything else that was tedious about the throne. Lisa was the focus of my thoughts the entire time I was away, and I never once stopped wondering about her—what she may be doing, whether she was sobbing, what she was wearing. I scoffed... This was madness. After returning home and quickly getting dressed, I went straight to her building, where my carnal cravings brazenly surfaced. She wasn't there, and her jailer wasn't either. She wasn't also in the laundry room when I found Joanna next to the kitchen door, I knew she was in there. I walked toward the kitchen as if I were promised candy and hoped she would make my favourite dish once more. The last meal I had was the finest chili sauce I've had in a long time, and I ate it like I was starving. "Good day, Beta Damien." Joanna smiled. She opened the door, moved aside to let me enter, then shut it again. Today is different
CONAN As I dragged Lisa to my chamber, I dismissed her jailer. I threw her on the ground and shut the door. She letting someone; my friend, touch her infuriated me. For the affection they displayed in the open, my wolf hurt when it was left to the peril of his thoughts as to what happened between them in closed doors.Those extra moments she spent in his bedroom."Are you more than horny?" I muttered, my face flushed. I was possessed by my beast that yearned so much for his mate. Lisa was more afraid of the consequences of opposing me, so she let me lift her terrified body. Her small frame was crushed by my heavy mass as I shoved her up against the wall, so she was trapped in between. I inhaled her scent, let my tongue linger on the soft skin of her neck, and then eagerly kissed my way down to her breasts.She moaned, and a hot breath escaped her lips.I tore off her shirt and used my teeth to tug off her bra. My mouth grabbed her firm breast, drew it in, and sucked hard while my