Nebraska tried to focus the outline of the plate with very appetizing pieces of meat and fruit, with distrust. If she had learned anything in her years in prison, it was that she shouldn't accept food unless she knew where it came from. It wouldn't have been one, the times her dinner had been drugged to make her go into heat and force her to have children. As they say, the third time was the charm and after the second time he had refused to eat.
There came the injections so painful that they had left marks on his neck. When Rudoc wanted something, it was difficult for him not to get it.
-We will have to cut it- Sara's voice behind her brought her out of her thoughts
-What?-
-That will have to be cut, your hair is very tangled, there is no way to comb it-
-Do what you want- she said without caring. He had always worn it long, not because it was cut she was going to depress, he had more important things in mind.
She felt the girl leave the room and after a few minutes, come back.
The scissors cut strand by strand, letting pieces of strands fall to the floor without remedy. Nebraska's head felt freer as her hair fell somewhat unevenly to her shoulders.
-I have cut the worst part, I can take care of the rest after you finish the bath-
-You can leave me alone for a while- the omega asked him kindly, she needed to relax and with that woman around her he did not think it was possible, even with all the helpfulness he was.
Sara hesitated, but finally agreed
-I'll give you a while until the water starts to cool- he looked at the plate of food still untouched- And I want that empty for when I return-
Nebraska breathed when she was alone. She wet her hair and done it for after leaning her head on the edge of the tub. Hot water did wonders. She stroked her wrists where the skin already covered where the shackles had detached it before. Her body had recovered faster than normal. She vaguely remembered a metallic taste with each awakening, the taste of blood. Someone was giving her the precious liquid with which they had regained most of their strength.
She closed her eyes and stood there in absolute tranquility.
***
Fingers ran down his cheek. Soft and warm, which then moved to her collarbone and followed her neck. They went over the vein where the pulse beat steady and rose to her lips again.
Nebraska slowly opened her eyes to meet the dark-haired figure.
Hades had walked in a few minutes ago and was admiring his newest acquisition. Deep asleep with her face totally uncovered and her neck at his mercy.
He had given her so much blood that her body was claiming her back. His teeth itched from biting into that whitish skin and marking it. That was the reason why he didn't want any woman around when his jealousy got closer. The desire to mark and bond was so strong that it was sometimes unbearable and he did not want to make a mistake of putting someone incapable in the position of ruler. But to his surprise, the image of the omega haunted him since he had left the room and only twenty minutes later he had returned to find her totally defenseless.
The nebulae in her eyes fixed on him, and even though he knew she couldn't quite see him, his pupils seemed more defined in that purplish whirlwind.
-Falling asleep while bathing is not a good idea- He continued stroking her cheek and the edge of her lips. She was not moving.
Nebraska stayed still except for her arm that brought it to her breasts and covered them as best she could. Being naked was not a problem, being wolves the clothes were only used out of habit, not out of necessity, but she thought it convenient not to be so exposed. She straightened his head and did not lose track of him. Even with half her senses she could smell the zeal of that wolf scratching and it made her shiver slightly. His experiences had not been the best, concerning that subject.
Hades stopped touching her at her reaction and tried to lighten the situation.
-You haven't eaten anything- he said when he saw the plate of intact food. She just turned her head ignoring him
The alpha took a small blueberry and brought it to his lips, swallowing it later.
-It has nothing, you can eat it-
Nebraska continued to ignore him.
Hades sat on the edge of the tub and sighed. He brought his wrist to his mouth and bit it, dropping two drops of blood into the water. He leaned down and held it close to her face.
-Drink- he ordered -You haven't recovered yet-
There she knew. The blood inside her belonged to that alpha. That light sweet and alluring scent that called to the one inside, but no, it wouldn't budge. She knew it was for her good, but accepting so freely would only bind her more and she already had a lot to owe him, she didn't want anything else. Being so dependent was not for her, even if it was to save his own life.
-You can be quite stubborn- Hades turned his head a little at the wavering indifference on the part of the she-wolf. That bothered him. He was trying to be polite like all good alphas and she had the pleasure of ignoring him.
He sighed running his hand through his hair, brushing the strands from his face uselessly. With his same hand he encircled the one that covered her breasts and with a jerk he sat her on his lap, passing his arm over her thighs keeping her in place.
Nebraska instinctively clung to him to keep from falling, and he could feel the heat under the light shirt he wore ajar. Her entire body tensed and jerked as the change in temperature hit her.
-Let go of me- she whispered in the tone she was used to when she wanted someone to pay attention to her, neutral, and cold, authoritative.
-Quiet- he ordered calmly in response. Hades was stronger and being alpha had more effect on his omega nature. With a fingernail I draw a line on the side of her neck, letting the thick blood run.
He grabbed the female nape and brought her head there, bringing her lips into contact with the red liquid.
-You better drink for good- he warned- I don't want to force you and you need her-
Nebraska knew that fighting was in vain. The strong arms around her could break her in a matter of seconds and besides, she was practically at his mercy on his hard thighs. She could appreciate every part of the male body conforming to hers and had to admit that it was highly palatable. The defined abdomen, the narrow waist, the broad and developed chest, every fiber of his muscles claiming power and submission.
Much to his regret, she took the path that would allow her to end this torment. She parted her lips a little and let the blood flow to her taste buds. Her nails came out and wedged his shoulders. It was hot, delicious, and she felt every cell in her body regenerate in its wake.
That was the power of an alpha's blood.