Free Web NovelChapter 45: Mission Continues
Gessia
I pulled away from my position on the ground coughing, my mouth and chest still sprayed with his seed. My eyes went wide ss I noticed the two guards that had just entered staring right at me their gaze on my chest with unhidden lust.
Anger flared through me as I scrambled to my feet and tried to cover myself only to fail, thor had ripped apart my clothes as I willingly suckef on him
Glaring up at him only to see him looking down at me with a smirk and a pleased look that showed that he reveled in her embarrassment. ƒrēewebnovel.com
"Did I taste good?" he asked and I didn’t know when I raised my hand and swung it to slap him only for him to catch my hand and hold it in place before I could pull back.
His other hands grabbing my breasts as his fingers slid across her nipples.
"You look pissed, you didn’t like it?" he asked his voice soft but there was a cruelty that made me struggle to pull say aware that the guards were still starting at me using my other hand to hold my torn clothes in place.
What enraged me even more was the desire that still pulled between my legs. I still wanted Thor something that was maddening and I struggled to understand and failed.
Jerking my hand away and he let me as I turned to spit in his face, something he easily avoided.
"You’re a pig?" but barely had the words left my mouth that his face went cold and he stepped closer, hissing through his breath.
The shift in his expression was immediate, like a switch being flipped behind his eyes. The calm amusement vanished completely, replaced by something sharper and far more dangerous, the kind of stillness that made the air feel heavier around him.
"Careful! You might be useful but I can still rip your head off and call it a mistake!" he said his brown eyes lit up in a way that said he wasn’t bluffing.
There was no raised voice, no need for theatrics. The threat sat between us clean and deliberate, carried by certainty rather than volume. He meant every word, and worse, there was no hesitation in him when he said it.
He really would do it and he would enjoy it. The guards were whispering now and I was done turning around to leave as I ran past them and headed out the door.
Their voices followed behind me in fragments, but I didn’t slow down long enough to care what conclusions they were forming. I could already imagine the shape of the story they would build later, and I had no interest in being part of it.
My lab was in the building but there was no clothes to change to there even more enraged as I ran straight to my house but not before more people noticed the state of my dress.
The corridor felt longer than usual as I moved through it quickly, aware of every passing glance but refusing to acknowledge any of them. Each step only sharpened the irritation burning through me, not just from what had happened, but from how easily it had become visible to others.
I had just slammed the door heavily behind me when I heard knocking and saw the door slowly open.
The sound of the door shifting was enough to tighten my frustration further before I even saw who it was.
"Get out!" I instantly screamed in annoyance only to mellow realizing that it was Xarna who mostly served as a maid to me.
Her presence softened the edge of my reaction just enough for me to release the tension in my shoulders. She didn’t flinch at my tone, only paused briefly as she took in my state, her expression shifting into something controlled and observant.
She took one look at me and instantly headed to the cupboard pulling out a dark green gown before heading closer to help me pull off the one I wore.
There were no unnecessary questions from her. She moved with quiet efficiency, already understanding more than I had said, her focus entirely on restoring order rather than commenting on the chaos.
Her nose sniffing in the air as she did and helped me into the tub of water as I rolled my eyes telling her something she already knew.
The water was warm against my skin, easing some of the tension in my body even as my thoughts remained sharp and restless.
"Yes! It was thor! I sucked on him and he finished in my mouth, " I told her as anger still tore past through me.
The words came out blunt, more like an irritated confession than anything else, as if repeating it out loud made the situation easier to process rather than harder.
"You do not sound happy!" she pointed out the obvious especially considering how many times I spoke about want ing to sleep with him.
Her tone stayed calm, but there was a slight edge of observation beneath it, like she was carefully measuring my reaction rather than simply responding to my words.
"He embarrassed me and made me look like a whore! I want to cut his head off" I groaned as I submerged myself into the tub even more.
The water rippled slightly as I shifted deeper into it, trying to drown out the heat of frustration still lingering under my skin. My thoughts refused to settle, replaying fragments of the encounter in ways I did not want but could not fully stop.
"He...he is worse than Rex!" I groaned starting at the ceiling not caring the slightest about Xarna’d feelings. There was no way she stood a chance with Rex.
The comparison came out more bitter than intended, but I didn’t correct it. My gaze stayed fixed upward, unfocused, as if distance from everything physical might help me untangle the irritation still sitting in my chest.
"This is just mating! If he will bed you then you should bed him and get it out of your system," Xarna responded her tone calm but I onew it was a lie.
Her hands moved steadily as she continued, but her voice carried something carefully controlled. It wasn’t true advice, not really—just something shaped by her own frustrations that she never fully voiced.
Deep down she probably hoped that I would get hung up on Thor enough to no longer care about Rex.
She was wrong though. I wanted all there of them in my bed and under my control.
The thought settled firmly in my mind, not as confusion, but as certainty. Control was always the point. Emotion was secondary to structure.
My eyes fluttered shut after that as I enjoyed as Xarna bathed my skin.
The warmth of the water and the steady motion of her hands helped dull the edge of my anger, even if only temporarily. My mind still lingered on the earlier moment, replaying it in ways that were less emotional and more analytical than I wanted to admit.
Licking my lips as I recalled the feel of him in my mouth.
The memory surfaced briefly, unwanted but sharp, before I pushed it aside with effort rather than attention. I refused to let it dominate my thoughts, even if it refused to disappear entirely.
"He tasted nice!" I muttered under my breath before going ahead to end the bath.
The words slipped out almost absently, more like an observation than anything meaningful, before I forced myself to shift out of the water and reorient my focus.
It was still night and although Xarna wanted to stay I sent her off instead noting the anger in her eyes which she didn’t even try to hide.
Her reaction lingered for a moment after she turned away, but I didn’t call her back. Whatever she felt was irrelevant to the structure of my decisions.
Rex whom she wanted was currently bedding the omega. Their moans still echoed through the air enough that other couples had joined in simply to get the fire out of their system.
The sounds outside the walls of the pack carried easily through the night air, a reminder of how little control most people actually had over themselves when instinct took over. I ignored it as best I could, focusing instead on what came next.
She had just stepped towards the door and through it about to close it when I spoke to.
Her hand paused briefly at the threshold as my voice stopped her.
"Find a man! Bed him! Imagine that he’s Rex as he slams into you. You’ll feel better!" I directly told her not one for consoling since there was nothing to console.
The words were direct, almost dismissive in tone, not offered as comfort but as blunt instruction, because I had no interest in softening reality for her.
Rex would never be hers and never would he notice her. She nodded her head one before closing the door behind her as I went ahead and got dressed.
The silence returned fully once she left, settling back into the room as I prepared myself for what came next. The night was still young, but my attention had already shifted beyond the house as I prepared to head to the border of the pack.
It was the last day of sixth month in the yearly cycle and I was to have a visitor. One I should have long ago met.
Most people were busy and wouldn’t notice me and more I didn’t have to wait long before he showed up having already informed her about the location of the pack.
"Sister!" he gasped running to me letting down his cloak as I did the same thing beaming with joy.
The moment he arrived, the weight of everything else loosened slightly,.
"Horria!" I gasped hugging him tighter "it’s been a long tome" I told him as I looked at his familiar green eyes.
The embrace lingered a little longer than usual,
"Hope all goes well! The mission continues?" he asked and I nodded my head in agreement.
