Chapter 52: Another Alpha
Dillon and I were extremely awkward right after the incident. Both of us felt embarrassed whenever we remember about the kiss we had due to my estrus.
Luckily, the necklace worked like a miracle so I never had the same experience just like with Dawon and Dillon. I became energetic and my sense of smell became normal, making it easier for me to do my daily tasks.
“Woah! I feel so alive!” I screamed as I woke up from a good sleep.
“Awake? Did you sleep well?” Lowell asked while wagging his tail on his back.
He sat down beside me. He then took my hand and kissed my palm dearly.
“Oh! Good morning, Lowell.” I greeted while smiling sweetly.
“All praise to the queen goddess Hera. It’s such a relief seeing you in good health. I’ll finish setting up the table quickly for your breakfast. I’ve prepared your favorite corn soup and yam.” He mumbled in a low voice.
“Wow! Thank you! By the way… Where are the others?” I asked curiously upon realizing that Gurion and the others were not around.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
“Gurion woke up too early and he couldn’t go back to sleep so he went to pester Dillon to play with him. Your brother and Dillon brought him and Blake to check the wine production progress. They didn’t want to disturb you from your sleep since you are still recovering your strength.” He answered while preparing the food on the table.
“Oh… Sorry I overslept. I couldn’t even help with the chores for the past few weeks. *Sigh* I’m such a bummer.” I mumbled in guilt.
“Eh? What are you saying? Here, eat your breakfast.” He said as he taps his forefinger on my forehead between my furrowing eyebrows.
“Aren’t you going to eat with me?” I asked upon realizing that he only prepared the food for me after I sat in front of the table.
“I already ate my fill earlier.” He answered briefly.
“But… You know I feel awkward whenever I eat on my own. Here… I’ll feed you too… Say ah…!” I said arbitrarily while lightly pressing the spoon with soup in his mouth.
He blushed, while obediently following my instruction. He opened his soft and moist mouth slowly, while I’m feeding him with the soup. I was distracted at how sexy his lips looked when I was feeding him.
After we finished up eating the food, the others came back covered with snow. Dawon came along with them and asked if he could talk to me for a while.
“Why are you going to talk to our Ari in private? She already fulfilled her part of the agreement.” Blake frankly asked.
“I wanch chu iztey wid mommy. (I want to stay with mommy)” Gurion uttered with pleading eyes.
“You can say anything in front of them. They can still hear it anyway since the door and walls are thin.” I mumbled bluntly and tried to impose dominance to prevent the previous incident.
He became hesitant for a minute because he knew he was outnumbered even though he was stronger than the other males present at that moment.
“I… I… *sigh* I don’t think this will be appropriate for a hatchling to hear.” He insisted.
I approached Gurion and whispered that he should stay for a few minutes with Blake outside in the meantime. I stroked his curly hair and kissed his forehead, then I mumbled that he will have his time with me after I talk to Dawon.
Gurion understood and voluntarily went to Blake, so Blake led him outside quietly despite their enmity with each other. My brother, Dillon and Lowell sat on the floor by the door.
“You can sit on the chair and start with your agenda.” I stated indifferently while pointing to the chair beside the bed.
I sat on the bed and waited for him to settle down and start talking.
“Well… Ahem… Are you still mad at me because of what happened more than a week ago?” He asked while fidgeting his fingers.
“No, I was never angry at you. It just feels awkward after the incident. I don’t know how to face you. Despite that, I am quite thankful because you addressed the problem that we didn’t even notice. It would cause a terrible trauma to me if anything unnecessary happened because of my estrus. Thank you so much…” I stated while trembling at the thought of what might have happened if Dawon didn’t mention the collar.
I embraced myself while looking on the floor because I was shivering due to anxiety, but I didn’t want the others to notice it. I wasn’t sure how the others felt about the incident, but I was terrified of what I might’ve caused if not for Dawon.
“I have been so worried about you, ever since that day. I have been thinking about you so much that I couldn’t even sleep properly. I wanted to tell you that I also wanted to be your guardian. However… I cannot leave this tribe arbitrarily and give up being an alpha because it took me a life to obtain this position. I can wait for you no matter how long it will take for you to return. I wanted to be yours. I will abstain until the day of your return, no matter what your decision will be.” He babbled while fidgeting his hands forcefully trying to calm himself.
His words were confusing though he sounded sincere. He said ‘I wanted to be yours’ instead of ‘I want you to be mine’. Does it mean he is willing to submit to me because I am considered an ancient race despite his possessive nature? What did he sacrifice that made him hard to let go of his position? It’s intriguing, though I had no plan of accepting him as my guardian. I had too many questions, but I didn’t know how to ask them and I had no energy to do so since my anxiety started to attack a moment ago.
Dillon and Lowell looked shaken but my brother looked furious. Even so, they still kept their temper since this is not our tribe.
“Before that matter, I would like to ask how I can repay you.” I asked, trying to divert the topic.
“I don’t need any repayment. Please accept my condition and return here after you’re done with your plan in the land of the ancient beastmen.” He answered seriously.
I suddenly heard Lowell, Dillon and my brother’s growl. I can sense their fury, even without looking at them. Dawon didn’t even flinch from it as if he didn’t care if the others would get mad at him.
“Are you saying that I should accept your condition because I am indebted to you?” I asked with an irritated tone.