*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
LISA He was gone when I woke up like I was a plague. The bed covering that concealed my nudity was the sole source of dignity he left for me. A clean shirt and skirt are on the table. Tears threatened to fall and obstructed my vision. I experienced my worst sense of use and stupidity. After all, he was my master. Despite the fact that no one was looking, I felt humiliated as I gathered the white sheet and climbed out of bed. The clothes on the table were an identical duplicate of the outfit I was wearing before the sex saga. He appeared to be concealing the horror we had committed. I was confident that Beta Damien would never treat me in such a manner. If he were to be embarrassed by my presence, he wouldn't display his affection publicly. I yearned to be in his arms more than anything since that is where I felt at home. ‘Lisa, you just got out of your mate’s bed; you can't possibly be thinking of leaping into someone else's bed.’ ‘Why would it matter? The alpha made me
CONAN The long ride home had us giggling and singing and been naughty. I loved Lisa, in every sense of it. She was perfect and flawless and just the right mate for me. Once upon a time, I wanted to choose my mate, the one I deemed fit. I had these high expectations that barely any woman could reach. I abused the moon goddess daily for the supposedly wrong match, and in repentance, I worshipped her daily. I was so wrong and I was glad Lisa endured. She matched my energy, gave me more than I required, and was patient, in a nutshell, she met my expectations and more. While the ride continued, she leaned over and laid her head on my shoulder. I arched it downward a bit, to accommodate her perfectly. I curved my hand so the back of her head rested on my bicep and my hand stroked her hair tenderly. We remained silent as we rode the left of the journey home. When we arrived at the pack house, the servants had already lined up in a file, with balloons and cakes and food and gifts. With
LISA And as expected, both alphas drifted into politics for a moment and when they caught me playing with my food in response, they stopped. "Oh, it's nothing. You can continue. Plus, I want the best for Conan and our pack.” I approved of it. Conan made a face. He was not one to blush, but I felt him do so. "Are you sure? Conan, you can't just agree. Ladies have a way of saying yes and hold you responsible for agreeing to their yes when you had the chance to stop them.”"What?" I chuckled. "Papa Reid, not you roasting your own daughter. I truly approve of it. Besides, I have him all to myself after this breakfast.”"Right." He nodded with a smile. And almost immediately, they continued. We finally finished the make, with them chatting and analyzing instances for the longest. I remained mute. "Excuse me,” A maid started and waited for them to grant her silence and their audience. "The driver is here, Alpha Conan and lady Lisa.”"Alright, we will be down shortly.” Conan dismissed
LISAWe got ready in thirty minutes' time and went downstairs to join papa Reid for breakfast. Already, he had knocked twice on our door and each time he did that, Conan and I would laugh our guts out. If only he knew the silly lots he was housing. “Finally.” He spat. His food was untouched, was he truly waiting for us? For me...his grandbaby? Oh wow. Such a lovely papa. I made a sorry face. Truly, I was truly sorry for making him wait, but never sorry for what I did to make him wait. "Sorry papa Reid." I pouted. “You don't have to be. It's not your fault, I'm sure of it.” That cracked the shit out of me. The fuck! Conan couldn't stop laughing himself... I'm sure he tried to defend himself but lacked the proper word for it. The greatest mistake he had probably made was to allow papa Reid to see his erection. Great torture then the engorged blood. I'm certain of it. "Thank you, papa Reid for that.” I added salt to Conan’s wound. He pinched me with his hands that rested on my
LISA I laid quiet on his bosom, as I listened to the sound of his breathing and watched the rise and fall of his chest. His eyelids are firmly shut, and he's lost in a beauty sleep. I admired him keenly but quietly. I enjoyed every moment I watched him be vulnerable. He may seem hard and look the part, but he had shown me so much affection that I can't even measure up. Still in admiration, sleep came and stole me like a thief. Morning came sooner than envisaged. Like last night, I lazily sprawled, only that this time was different. The hard frame of the figure next to me restricted my further silly movements. I yawned and rubbed on my eyelids recklessly. I turned to face him, and admired the lines of his lips, his perfectly high cheekbones, his narrow nose and the most beautiful eyes that are now covered by their lids. I stretched my hand, but then refrained from running my fingertips across his features. I swallowed hard knot in my throat and rather watched him as I felt wet do
LISA The night dragged on longer than necessary. I lazily sprawled like a child, too weak to get up. My eyelids flickered, once, twice and then thrice, before it remained wide, as I scanned the four walls of the room. It's emptiness greeted me. No Conan. I sat up with a hasty sprint, worried about where he must have gone. He's not a night walker, hence he only did once he had a lot on his mind or when he wanted to enjoy the full moon. I got off bed, stalk naked and walked to the window. Pulling down the blinds, I couldn't help but notice the crescent moon. It was definitely not one of those times Conan would stay wide awake, so what could be the problem. After I scouted for a robe that fits, I started to get dressed when the door opened, he walked in and shuts it. Jeez. I sighed. Both shocked and relieved. His eyes were wide open as they scanned my disturbed frame. He walked towards me, not saying a word. “Where did you go?” I began and paused, on realizing it wasn’t the right
CONAN.I took the towel at the extreme and pat dry my body in haste. As nude as I was born, I walked into the room and settled on the bed beside her. To my greatest surprise, she was already asleep. Jeez!I sighed and covered myself with the rest of the duvet. My body is very much pressed to hers, seeking the slightest of warmth and comfort from her soft skin. Frustrated, I sighed again. She must truly be tired and the cool breeze from the air conditioner wasn't helping. For what seemed like long minutes, I watched her sleep peacefully like a baby...my baby. Her beautiful face adorned the room like a rose amidst thorns. Her skin glowed flawlessly and brightened the room, and even more so, she was beautiful when she was messy and with her makeup off. If this wasn’t perfect, then perfect is definitely not a word. I traced my fingertip along the bridge of her nose and watched her twitch her muscles. I smiled at how her smooth face formed a wrinkle which disappeared seconds later.
CONAN.I stood up and tried to lift her up, but she remained adamant, struggling to keep pinned to the couch. It's a bit odd, seeing how frail she is, one would only imagine she would be weigh this heavy. I playfully groaned as I tried to pull her up again, and she smiled. "Common Lisa, we need to freshen up.” I tried to convince her, quite exhausted from combating with her. "You go ahead then, besides you need it more." She managed to whisper and then sniffed in my direction to prove her point. I scoffed. "Oh, really?”"Of course." She smiled as she sniffed again. "Phew!” She mimicked gagging. Nasty. "You're yet to believe your lies.” I replied bluntly, suppressing the laughter that was brewing inside of me. "You should get up by the count of three...”“Or?” She rolled her eyes. I never thought of it. But now that she mentioned it, I assessed her to know the best response. “Or you will have me carry you into the shower and bathe you in your dress.” I informed. Happy I found
LISAI giggled and continued sobbing. "You would wish you never said that." I nibbled on his nipple that was closest to reach, damping the fabric of his dress. He laughed, the movement caused the rise and fall of his chest. "Alright, let the love birds be.” Alpha Reid dismissed the crowd as they moved to the dining area and began digging into all of the delicious meals they saw. The aroma of them made my stomach growl and brought me yet another mocking delight. We were left in our world and I was allowed to soar crazily. Conan, my mate, and my alpha outdid himself. My alpha, I blushed. And so did my grandfather. No matter how much I say a big thank you, it won't be enough to express my gratitude. By the end of the party, it was late already. People went back home and those that were quite familiar with Alpha Reid stayed behind. Some crazy lots went home with the food that time couldn't make them enjoy. “Your room is ready Lady Lisa and Alpha Conan.” A maid informed from behi
LISA The blissful moment made me forget I had a fractured foot. In Conan’s arms, I felt protected. And in the warmth of them, my whole world is contained from the start to the finish. Gently, I pulled him to myself and laid my head on his chest, listening to the symphony of his heartbeat, which was more melodious and alluring to my soul, than the soft music in the background. He stroked my hair and pressed a soft feather-like kiss on my forehead, smoothing it afterward. I sighed softly, and I enjoyed every bit of his. The feel of his soft lips on my bare skin. Delightful. Even though I knew I had this sexy beast all to myself, or that I was also aware that forever he's mine, it still felt unbelievable. And I can't seize to be amazed whenever I think of it. Slowly, I sniffed him in, his masculine scent stood out in the crowd. The thought of having this smell on me for the longest makes me blush. And for the rest of my days, I would wear his scent with my shoulders high.