Free Web NovelChapter 73: I Want You To Admit It
The same way her pheromones have been triggering my heat ever since I got pregnant, making me think I was the one chasing her, making me believe I was the one begging her to help subdue it. I was becoming submissive to my own heat, feeling like a mess while she sat back and watched.
This bitch has been going into rut too. My presence has been triggering it just as much as she triggers me. From day one, she’s been popping suppressants to keep it down, hiding the evidence and flipping it on me like I’m the only one in the room who wants it.
But she wants it just as badly as I do.
We were in the living room now. I stood directly in front of her with my arms folded tight across my chest. I kept tapping my foot against the floor, a steady, rhythmic sound, as I watched her use that inhaler.
She went through two whole bottles right in front of me, her hand shaking just a little as she pressed the trigger.
She hadn’t said a single word since we got inside. And me? I had so many fucking questions to ask her that they were practically screaming in my head.
But first, she needed to calm that rut down before things got completely unbearable for both of us.
"Is your rut down now?" I asked, my voice cold.
"Almost. Why the hell are you standing there like some crazy vixen?" she muttered, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Oh, so I’m the crazy one now, right? You made me believe that I was the only one feeling like this. But you...."
I stopped myself. I wasn’t here to get into a screaming match. Tonight, we were clearing every single thing up, or she wasn’t leaving this house. Period.
It was a good thing no one was home. The silence of the house made everything feel louder.
I didn’t give a single fuck if she was an Alpha. She didn’t scare me. Not after I saw her sweating and reaching for those bottles in the car.
She made me deal with a whole week of mood swings. She blamed me for every little thing. She acted like I was seducing her, like I was coming onto her, while she pretended she didn’t feel a thing.
"What the fuck do you want, Omega? Being this close to an Alpha in this state can get you into trouble," she warned, her eyes flashing blue for a second.
"I don’t give a damn, bitch. I have questions, and I need answers. Right now. You can’t harm me anyway.. you love your pups too much to risk it."
The moment I said that, she let out a small, dark smirk. She dropped the empty inhaler beside her on the couch and leaned back. She crossed her legs and looked up at me like she was still the one in control.
"What questions do you want me to answer, omega?" she asked, her voice dangerously calm.
"When is your actual rut season?"
"Tonight. It started tonight," she said without blinking.
"Bitch, stop lying to me. I know you’re lying through your teeth, so just stop it."
"I’m lying? Prove it. It’s November. My rut happens twice a year, May and November. You can go ask my girlfriend, or Beam, or Malo, or even my brothers. They’ll tell you the exact same thing."
Oh, this bitch is good. I’ll give her that. She was sitting there, looking all relaxed, lying so easily that anyone else would have believed her.
I needed to make her slip up. I needed to catch her in the act.
"What a coincidence. If it’s your season, shouldn’t you be with your perfect girlfriend... or in your fucking nest... to deal with your rut properly?"
"I don’t need Kiara to help me with this. I’m perfectly fine with my suppressants. They work just fine," she said, gesturing to the bottles.
"Then why didn’t you take them before you drove all the way to Blackjack?"
"Because I didn’t expect it to happen today. It caught me off guard." ƒreewebɳovel.com
"So you’re saying it only started when you were with me in the car?"
"Yes..."
She paused. I saw her swallow hard. Her pulse was visible in her neck.
Got you.
I wasn’t done with her yet. Not even close.
"Why did you call me your omega back there? When you were arguing with Yuki?"
"What? I never said anything like..."
"Shhh. You told Yuki I was yours. When the fuck did I ever become yours, Princess?"
"I never said that. You must have misheard in all the confusion."
"Are you seriously denying it? You said, ’If you don’t want a problem, let my omega go.’ I heard it clearly. Every single word."
She acted like she didn’t even understand what I was saying, like I was suddenly speaking a different language.
Did she really think I’d just roll over and believe her lies?
"Stop lying, Princess. I’m not Kiara. You can’t just feed me a bunch of lies and expect me to swallow them whole. Do you want me to call Yuki right now and confirm what she heard?"
"Do you even have her personal number?" she asked, a spark of jealousy hitting her eyes.
"No. But I have her agency’s contact information, and I’m sure she’ll pick up if I tell them who is calling."
At the mention of Yuki, she uncrossed her legs. Her posture shifted.
Now she was finally getting serious.
"What are you trying to prove, omega? What’s with all these sudden questions? I have school tomorrow morning. I need to get out of here and go home," she said, standing up.
I hated it, how good she was at hiding everything behind that fucking mask. Of course she was an expert at it. She pretends perfectly every single day, even when she’s with Kiara.
Even if she’s breaking into pieces inside, she’ll never show a single crack.
How long before you finally crack, Princess Kings?
She was winning this argument, and I hated the feeling of it. I felt the heat rising in my own body, that familiar pull that happened whenever she was within reach. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
So I did the only thing I could think of to break her.
I reached down and unbuckled my overalls, letting the heavy denim fall to my waist. Then I pulled off my shirt in one quick motion. I reached back for my bratop....
She pointed a finger at me suddenly, her eyes widening.
"Is that my overall? The one I gave you? You wore my clothes on your fucking date with her?"
"Bitch, shut the fuck up."
I pulled the overalls off completely and kicked them aside. I walked straight to her, my heart hammering against my ribs.
Without waiting for permission, I climbed up and sat right on her lap. I could feel the heat radiating off her through her clothes.
"What are you trying to do,? See? You’re seducing me again..." she whispered, her hands hovering near my waist but not touching me yet.
"This is my point," I said. I leaned in until I was staring directly into her eyes, my breath hitting her face. "I want you to admit it. I want you to admit right now that you want me just as much as I want you."
