Chapter 73 The tension
The tension
Milo’s POV
“Take my blood!!”
The words continued to ring in my head even as we drove onto the parking space of the pack hospital. It sounded more like a curse I couldn't take back no matter what.
I could still remember the hall descending into a bone chilling silence. The shocked faces of the elders and commanders was something I could never forget, as they took their sweet time digesting what they had heard. After which chaos was let loose.
Masters' fury exploded. He had looked at me with so much rage that for a second I could almost taste his anger at the back of my throat. I thought he would attack me out of anger but then after I announced that Daphne was infected, everything had frozen. His aura that had felt like an invisible knife that was pressed under my neck vanished immediately.
Everything else happened so fast, and a few hours later, I was seated with my master in a private room in the hospital. waiting…
The room was filled with unspeakable tension. I held my breath the whole time, while trying not to squirm on his lap or breath too loudly. Every time I stole a glance at his side profile, the urge to prostrate before his feet and ask for forgiveness continues to grow inside me.
Master has not said anything since the hall. Even when in the car, he continued to twirl the leash coiled in his hands lazily while deep in thoughts.
I could almost guess what was going on in his mind.
I shifted uncomfortably, the cold feeling of the collar felt foreign to me. I knew that what I did had caused a rift between me and my master, the collar on my neck is a testimony to it. As he had put it back on without saying anything but I saw it in his eyes. He didn’t need to talk or shout to make it clear. The silence was already too much for me, worse than any torture he could basically give to me. It pressed down on my chest, making every breath I took to be laboured.
My heart pounded so hard I feared he could hear it. But despite the tension I refused to break. I straightened my back, forcing my tense body to relax all to no avail.
I could feel the pang of regret creeping in.
Why had I done it?
Why couldn’t I have just kept my mouth shut?
Daphne's pale face flashed in my head. Followed by James pain that had been imprinted in me that night.
Everything I had done until now was because of them. I wouldn't forgive myself if anything should happen knowing fully well that my blood can save them… If I crumble now, then everything will be a waste.
I felt master lean in, his hot breath tickling my neck region. His presence was “So, little wolf, why are you shaking?... Are you planning to back out now?”
I clenched my jaw, swallowing the creeping bile that rose at the back of my throat.
But he didn’t give up, the collar became even tighter on my neck, as he dragged me closer to his chest.
“Are you shaking, Milo?” His voice was soft, but I knew that it was filled with barely unconcealed rage and fury. “Or is that just my imagination hearing the loud beating of your heart.”
My body shook from the vibrations of his voice that was traveling through my body. I gritted my teeths, fighting my instinct as an omega to submit to the desire and heat that was cropping up at the pit of my stomach.
“You think you are brave,” he went on, chuckling darkly while tilting his head in a mocking way. “But bravery melts fast when the pain starts. Do you want me to tell you how badly this can go for you?”
His words made my skin shiver. I shook my head frantically but his smile told me he was not in any way done.
“You could have hypovolemia, hematoma, and worst of all, let's not talk about the infection you could suffer from. You could die…” I blocked my ear, as master started listing out one horror after another, things I didn’t want to ever picture.
Fear and doubts creeped deep inside my heart. I gritted my teeths. “I am not backing out.”
I felt master stiffen behind me, but as fast as it had come, it disappeared like a puff of smoke. “Then let's make this entertaining.” His lips grazed my ear sending goosebumps.
My pulse thundered in my head, as one of his rough but steady hands held my chin, while the other gripped me by the back of the neck, pulling me flush against his body.
I could feel the heat of him that rolled out of him like waves, his muscles bulged with hidden strength just beneath his skin as his grip on my waist tightened painfully.
“Let's make your punishment more entertaining.” I felt his lips curve into a wicked smile, my struggling increased, but like a ripple inside water, he continued like my struggles were nothing.
“Are you ready to play a game, little pet.” he murmured, his tone velvet and venom. “No screaming, and don't make a sound. No matter what I do, you will not make any single sound. Fail… and you will regret ever being on my bad side.”
My breath hitched, my squirming stopped like I was dozed with a bucket of cold water. My brain tried to make sense of his words, but before I could think. I felt his hot lips come in between my neck, then a wet slick sensation came from my neck region. Immediately I jerked like I had touched a life wire. My heart was beating wildly fast before it increased in intensity. I bit down on my tongue to silence the strangled whimper that rose to my throat.
“Still think you can play?” he whispered, his voice vibrating against my skin.
I said nothing. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I was practically coming apart just from his taunts, and that was not even part of his stupid mindless game. I knew he was angry, very angry to the extent of torturing me emotionally. He was licking the sensitive spot on my neck region.
As an omega, we have this sensitive spot that is scattered throughout our body. These spots are also known as secreting pores where an omega secretes its scent when aroused, but that is the problem. Master had located this spot just within minutes.
I clenched my hands into fists, tightening my thighs unconsciously as all my nerves in my body came to life. My body trembled in need, my omega instincts fired uncontrollably.
I felt alone and helpless. My wolf lior was already hypnotised under the influence of masters powerful alpha aura. All it wanted was to just submit to master like a good horny dog, what he wanted me to do. But that was the difference between us humans and them.
We don't just do things out of instinct, even when to them, it's like a normal natural phenomenon. And to be honest, I wanted nothing more but to bare my neck on submission and allow my omega instincts to take over. But my survival was on the line… that was why I desperately clung to the smile of Daphne before the sickness and James' broken eyes. They were the only affected victims that I was close to in the pack, and I held on to this like an anchor, to remind of why I was in this mess. Like a burst of strength, I bit my lips hard, tasting the tasting crimson as I tried not to make any single sound, even when I knew that I was exactly doing what he wanted me to… playing into his game.
And for a while it was working. Relief crept in my body but before I could enjoy its amazing feeling it shattered.
Masters hand that was holding my waist suddenly went inside my clothes.