Chapter 45 Make more!
Ruel's POV
Every breath I take draws that floral scent deeper into my soul. My eyes flutter close as I feel it twist through my ribcage, tight and maddening.
I try to think about strategy, about maps and preplanned attack routes I'd thought of last night but nothing sticks long enough to extinguish the memory of how she clenched my cloth tight, how she bounced on that bed, her cunt wet and ready.
IT WAS A FUCKING DREAM!
But my cock refuses to listen.
“Please,” her dream voice echoes in my head and my body reacts immediately. Heat burns low in my belly as blood rushes to the wrong head.
“Krist stop,” I grit out.
“I'm not doing anything.” Krist grits right back as though he's also trying to fight the thoughts.
“What do you mean you are not doing anything? Quit thinking about her, her lips, her moan, her…her cunt. It was a dream and that's all it'll ever be.” I snap.
“I said I'm not feeding you those images. You do know your mind is just as filthy as mine right? Perhaps I'm not the one you need to be scared will take advantage of our little, innocent mate.”
Mine! Mark her! Mine!
The words grow louder in my head forcing me to shut Krist out, pushing him into the dark of my mind.
I expect peace after but I get the complete opposite.
The words only get louder, pressure building in my abdomen, my cock growing into a raging hardon in a second.
Take her! My thoughts get so loud I stagger off the bed, my breathing heavy, sweat beads collide on my skin before dropping slowly like tears.
I want her.
I don’t want her.
I want her so bad.
Darn it, Ruel get a grip! You are not some wild animal.
“You technically are,” Krist grunts, trying to force his way up but I shove him back down.
If I'm feeling so conflicted by the mate pull I can imagine just how much desire Krist is hiding.
I can't risk letting him get to the surface. Not until I have this under control.
I shouldn't be thinking of mating with a sempyr. I owe my late family that respect. I refuse to have anything to do with the species that killed my family.
So I do the one thing I know will help. I don’t knock, I don’t even slow down.
I shove through the doors of the base’s healthcare center so hard that the door leaves dust in its wake.
The bright lights burn my eyes like acid but I don't let that slow me down.
“C..co..commander,” A nurse stutters, her large eyes fixed on the stuff rod in my shorts.
The strong smell of antiseptic irritates me, making my nose twitch. My stomach churns because of the terrible switch from Ira’s sweet scent to this.
Another nurse, a much older woman rushes at me, her eyes also widen when she spits my predicament.
“Suppressants,” I grit out, leaning against the door, staying a distance from them so they don't feel frightened.
“Right on it commander,” the younger one mumbles but her dazed gaze stays fixed on my dick imprint.
“Catherine!” Queen, the oldest nurse here exclaims and the younger woman snaps out of it, running to the back room.
“Please forgive her, she's new. She's one of the new recruits from the servants quarter. She's really good help when she's not gossiping or well…” Queen's eyes drop. “... distracted.” She finishes.
“And how did it get this bad, commander?” Queen asks softly, stepping closer, her grey hair swaying behind her.
“I just need the darn drug.” I growl, hating my tone yet finding it nearly impossible to control it.
“This isn't a normal desire for mating is it?” Queen continues. “You certainly would have found someone to quench that desire.”
“I do not fancy sticking my dick in just any waiting cunt.” I spit out, glaring at the back room.
“Or it never crossed your mind because someone's already occupied it?”
Her words make me freeze. But I keep my expression stoic. Queen searches my face and I try to think of a good response that won't sell me out but then the new help… Catherine returns with a bottle and a tiny scoop spoon.
“It has the best effect on betas. It sometimes works for young alphas…”
I drag the bottle from her without needing more explanation. The moment it hits my lips, Queen starts talking again.
“Commander Ruel, please slow down. You are not expected to finish a bottle. It'll be too much!”
Perfect. I think to myself, drinking all of the bitter content.
“That was enough for three days!” Queen scolds, looking upset.
“I needed it.” I cough, grimacing at the terrible bottom particles and taste scraping at my throat.
“No you didn't. You would have terrible reactions in a few hours. What you just took is an overdose. It will make you weak and drowsy. Your heartbeat will drop so low you would have fainting spells. Why didn't you listen!”
I slam the empty bottle down so hard the counter rattles. Then my eyes fall to my slowly shrinking dick.
Perfect. If this is what it takes to keep myself in check, so be it.
“Make more,” I say, my voice coming out rough. “Have them ready by tomorrow morning. I need a fucking carton of it.”
Mira’s face loses color. “Tomorrow? A carton will be impossible to make by then and Commander,”
She pauses when I send her a glare.
“When I give a command Mira, you fucking obey without question.” I say, watching her nod in humility.
“Yes commander.”
She barely has those words out of her mouth before I storm out, my mind made up despite her warning.
The day proceeds as usual, save for the fact that Elric doesn't talk to me. No, we don't avoid each other as that would be childish but unlike every other day when he's right beside me, today I have to deliberately look for him in crowds to find him.
I lead the top twenty wolves at the base on a hunt, considering we are already running out of supplies.
My wolf does more running than catching, allowing the others to actually catch something.
Twenty trained wolves thunder through the forest on each side of me. I reduce my pace, ensuring I have sight of everyone.
That's when I spot Elric again. This time he's running the edges of the forest, staying out of reach. He hasn’t said a word to me since our fight.
I want to talk to him. I want to punch him also and just get this over with but I can't because inasmuch as I hate it…. There's truth in what he said.
Still, I must at least try one last time. This will be the last time I'm trusting the alpha king. If he doesn't do as he has promised then I'm never believing a word he says again.
I will know by the end of this year if I've been a fool all these while or if my patience is wisdom.