Avielle couldn’t catch up to him, his strides were too long and her pace had been slowing down with each passing day.
From afar, she could see Tania sauntering down the stairs like a princess.
“Zaden, are you trying to blow off the roof by screaming for me like that…?” Slap!
Tania’s face swung to the side and Avielle gasped in shock.
Zaden had slapped his own sister!
Tania felt a sharp, burning sting on her face, her skin instantly turning red.
It felt like she was living an impossible dream, Zaden had never once raised his hand to hit her before.
Sure he would yell at her if she did wrong or punish her but…this was the very first time he’d slapped her like this, in front of her maids.
Tania turned disbelief filled red eyes to her brother, “What the hell did I do…?” “Apologize…” Zaden raised a finger pointing in Avielle’s direction, “Apologize to her right now!” Tania followed the direction he pointed to and her face darkened when she saw Avielle.
“A maid, you’re asking me to apologize to a maid?” “Maid, omega, servant, you still don’t have a right to hit her!” “So you went complaining to my brother, you shameless whore!” “Tania!” Zaden growled.
“What?
Are you going to hit me again?
Go ahead and hit me, beat me up for a nobody!” Tania’s snapped, tears rolling down her face.
She was furious that her beloved brother had actually hit her for a woman, and not just any woman but a lowly maid.
“What has gotten into you Zaden, can’t you see that she’s pregnant?
Only goddess knows who the father of that child is and now she’s trying to…” “Stop accusing her of things she didn’t do!
I’ve heard the rumors but I never thought you started it, spreading false stories about her.” “So what if I spread those rumors?
It’s true that she’s desperate to get a father for her children and she’s targeting you!” “I’ve spoiled you too much.” Zaden sighed exasperatedly, “If I hear one bad word about her in this palace from this very moment on Tania…” He didn’t complete his threat, but his furious eyes told Tania the rest.
Tania gritted her teeth swallowing her anger, “Mom and Dad are going to hear of this, I’m going to tell them you hit me for a stupid maid you have a crush on!” Tania turned to angrily storm off but Zaden grabbed her arm.
“Where do you think you’re going?
Apologize to her or you won’t like the consequences and you know what I’m capable of to punish you.” More tears welled up in Tania’s eyes.
She was terrified of Zaden’s punishment.
He’d already hit her for the very first time, and this amount of rage he was showing towards her, she’d only ever felt such anger radiate from him in times of battle.
Just what did that maid feed him to get him acting like this?
She glared at Avielle but couldn’t keep that gaze when her brother’s aura sharpened dangerously.
There was a quiet warning in his gaze.
She knew he wouldn’t hurt her physically but in a way that would leave her feeling regretful of ever offending him.
Her cards, her cars, all her money would be taken away, she might even be confined to her room for days.
Reluctantly, she looked towards Avielle, her tongue feeling incredibly heavy, the idea of apologizing to a maid making her feel the urge to puke.
“Sorry…” She muttered reluctantly under her breath.
Her maids secretly exchanged delighted glances while keeping their heads low.
“What was that?” Zaden urged.
“I said I’m sorry!” She snapped.
Only then did Zaden let her go and the moment she got her freedom, Tania ran back up the stairs sobbing.
“You shouldn’t have done that, Zaden.” Avielle said.
“And she shouldn’t have hit you.
She has an alpha wolf so why did you let her hit you without fighting back?
She could have hurt you badly and your baby.” Tania could have hurt her badly if she were an omega, and Avielle had an alpha wolf herself but…
Avielle’s thoughts trailed off when she realized what he said, ‘…why did you let her hit you without fighting back?’ Why would he think she could fight back against Tania if he truly believed she was an omega?
Could he sense that she had an alpha wolf?
“I…
I’m an omega, I can’t possibly fight back against the powerful alpha’s sister.” Something flickered past his eyes, barely perceptible but it returned to normal before Avielle could even decipher what that expression was.
“You don’t have to be scared of anyone, I rule this pack and I have the final say on everything.
Work with me, Ava, by my side.” “Why are you doing this?” “Are you sure you don’t know why?” He wanted her, she could see it in his eyes and something flipped and fluttered in her heart, because as much as Kyrian still remained on her mind, he had made her feel unwanted…
———- “Just like you wanted, every gossip blog, every news site is rapidly sharing your moments with Claire.” Rick informed over the phone.
“Good.” Kyrian replied, loosening his tie and taking off his coat.
“Let me take that.” For a moment, he could see Avielle right behind him, taking his coat like she usually did when she got home, but this time he didn’t let her take his coat, he desperately reached for her hand to hold her.
“Elle…” She suddenly vanished into smoke and he was forced to realize that it was just his imagination.
“Kyrian?” Rick’s voice came through the phone and he realized he was still on the call.
He quickly cleared his throat, “Yeah, is there something else?” “Luna Avielle is…
Nevermind.
I’ll see you at work tomorrow.” Rick said then hung up.
Kyrian paused for a while, wondering what Rick had been about to say.
But recalling how almost obsessed with Avielle Rick was, he gritted his teeth in light irritation and dismissed his curiosity.
The bastard was probably going to keep raving about how sexy she was and how big of an idiot Kyrian was to let her go.
Sexy…
Goddess, he couldn’t deny that she was, nor could he deny the fact that he could never resist checking out her ass whenever she walked past him.
Tossing his clothes off, he walked right into the shower.
His cock firmly at attention at the mere recollection of her.
The shower was already running, steam curling against the glass.
He stepped under the spray, letting the hot water pound across his shoulders and chest, hoping the heat and noise would drown everything out.
It didn’t.
It felt as though he could see her vividly, every detail about her.
The way her mouth curved when she smiled, slow and private, like she was sharing a secret only with him.
And then the rest of her body enticingly tempting, unclothed: the soft weight of her breasts, the smooth plane of her stomach, the flare of her hips, her soft, and inviting pink pussy that had always driven him to distraction.
His cock twitched, thickening against his thigh as the water sluiced down his body.
Desire he’d spent months carefully burying pushed up hard and insistent.
“Fuck…” He ran a hand through his wet hair, his breathing turning laboured.
He braced one hand against the tiled wall, his head bowed, water streaming over his face.
In his mind she was there with him.
Avielle on her knees on the wet floor, looking up at him with those same eyes.
Her hands sliding up his thighs, then wrapping around his cock.
That familiar shyness on her face as he taught her the most sinful things imaginable.
The fantasy was vivid enough that he could almost feel the press of her fingers, the soft drag of her palm.
He wrapped his own fist around himself and stroked, slow at first, then tighter, faster.
Water mixed with the slickness of his pre-cum.
The picture of her only sharpened, with her lips parted, her gorgeous lilac hair damp and clinging to her neck, he imagined the quiet sound she’d make taking him into her mouth.
“Elle, fuck…
just like that.” he breathed.
His hips jerked.
He stroked harder, chasing the image of he…her mouth, her hands, the look on her face when she knew she had him completely.
The pressure built fast, coiling low and fierce.
With a rough, broken sound he came, pulsing hard over his fist and the shower floor, her name still echoing in his head.
The water kept falling.
His breathing slowed and the fantasy faded, leaving only the empty bathroom and the ache that never quite left.
He washed up, drying himself.
Feeling lonely and miserable, his cock harder than it had been earlier.
He walked out naked into his bedroom only to stop in his tracks seeing a woman laying sexily in his bed.
“Hey, I’ve been waiting for you.
Seems you’ve been thinking about me.” Claire purred, her eyes lowering to his firm cock.
It was a truly exhausting day for me.