Chapter 75 Jealous pet
Jealous pet
Milo pov
I stepped inside the room and immediately felt like I had stepped into a slaughter room.
I didn’t know what I was expecting as I entered the room, maybe one nurse and then Master hovering around to make sure I stayed in line, but what I saw made my stomach twist in dread.
The air inside hit me first, a metallic tang of iron and mixed with sterile disinfectant so thick it felt like I was breathing in blood itself. But that was not what made me freeze like I had seen a ghost, or what made my master let out an angry growl behind my back.
I took a moment to observe the little too bright room that was filled with instruments gleaming like dangerous fangs in the lamplight.
Rows of people on white coats stood silently in the corner like a shadow. clipboards in one hand, pen in the other. Their vultures gazes followed my every step, as sounds of pens scribbling against paper filled the room. as though they had been waiting for me to make the first entry.
My breath hitched.
“What is this nonsense?” Master’s voice came from behind, sharp and demanding.
The nurse was at his side in an instant. I didn't know if I was overthinking, but I was a little too close.. “They are only here to help, my lord. To observe. To take notes for… future purposes.” her expression was composed, but her voice was like honey, dripping too sweet, too thick. It made bile rise in my throat.
I saw the subtle way her body tilted towards him. That was when I realised the heavy and endowed cleavage of the nurse.
“How dare she…” My wolf flared.
A snarl rose from my throat, but I gave an awkward cough to hide it, catching their attention.
“I am ready.”
The words came out sharper than I meant it to. master's angry eyes furrowed at me for a second before his lips twitched into something dangerously that resembled amusement.
“It's okay…I am okay with them here.” I repeated the lie this time with a believable tone.
But inside me, I screamed the opposite of what i said. I was already sweating from having 10 pairs of eyes scrutinizing and analyzing me like I was a piece of lap rat….maybe to them. I was just an experiment.
“That is sweet of you Milo” the nurse's voice made me want to vomit, but I held onto the facade, master's eyes stayed on me for a while before he looked away, going to take a seat opposite me.
I took a deep breath, I didn't know if I was relieved about Master agreeing or that the nurse's venomous hand was no longer on him.
But before I could process it further, other nurses wheeled a cart closer, and so the procedure began.
The nurse swabbed my arm with rough efficiency, her nails grazing my skin in the process. Then, without warning, the sharp sting of the needle came, and blood flowed from my arms into the bag.
After a while, but to me that felt like eternity,
One pint filled up.
My head felt lighter, but I grounded my teeth as the first bag was replaced with a second one.
the second bag filled up.
By this time, my head felt even lighter, I could feel darkness at the edges of my vision. My hands trembled, but I tightened them into fists.
Three pints.
The room blurred a little. My chest heaved. I was almost bordering between being awake and feeling sleepy. I could feel the dark circles under my eyes. But I locked my jaw and forced myself upright. I knew master was watching throughout the procedure.
The process ended. The straps holding me were loosened by the other nurses. I ignored the people in white who scribbled furiously in the background. I tried to stand, but my legs wobbled, but before I could fall, strong hands held me, master appeared beside me.
No matter how I wanted to look away, masters burning eyes locked me in place. I felt like my soul was being pulled in from the intensity of his stare. But a cough broke the moment.
The nurse I have come to hate stood in front of us, with a forced smile on her face. She held a paper in her hands.
“This is his schedule for the week. Three day interval…” she droned on and on, but my attention was focused on her hands that refused to leave masters. It lingered shamelessly a little too long.
I looked away, curling my fingers into fists. I didn’t know why I was suddenly angry. Why the mere sight of her leaning closer to him, or her hands brushing against him, makes my chest ache as though she had stabbed me?
“Because you are jealous." My wolf smug voice boomed mercilessly in my head.
“It's not jealousy," I muttered under my breath. too low for anyone but my wolf to hear. “It’s not.”
Alpha,” the nurse laughed, touching master's wrist as she adjusted his sleeves. “You shouldn’t concern yourself by coming next time. I have been trained for years, and I can handle this procedure alone.”
My blood boiled, and i felt something inside me snapped.
A low growl tore through my throat before I could stop it. Plunging the whole room into silence.
All eyes in the room turned to me.
My own ears burned red hot when I realised what had just happened. Shame came crashing over me. I slapped a hand over my face, wishing the ground would just open and swallow me.
My wolf’s low growl still lingered in my throat, echoing in my head like a sin I wasn’t supposed to commit.
“That’s enough, it's not your business whether I come or not,” Master said suddenly, looking at me, Directly and Intently.
The nurse flinched, withdrawing her hand immediately, clearly not expecting the reprimand. But her eyes flicked to me with renewed disgust, as though this was somehow my fault.
I couldn’t even bring myself to look at Master on our way back.
I didn’t even know when we came back to masters palace until the sound of masters room door clicking shut behind us echoed.
“About the hospital…” Master started,
“I am so sorry, master. It's my wolf that went out of control...”
Master didn’t give me a second to breathe. The room blurred for a moment before i felt my back collide with the wall, masters presence bearing down on me.
I hissed from the pain, the world tilted, my vision blurred, my head swam from the blood loss.
“You don't interrupt me when I am talking, pet” master growled in my face. “You know the rules.”
A whimper escaped my throat. I held my breath, not daring to breathe too loudly. But I was forced to let out a strangled yell, when masters hand went straight to my middle, gripping my dick in a hard hold, like he owned every fragile breath I drew.
“I am talking to you”
“Yes master. This pet has disobeyed and needs to be punished.” I swallowed down the humiliation.
“Yes…and punishment you shall receive.” I felt his hands slip through my shorts, going straight to my ass.
I gasped, my lips parting before I could stop them, at the violent intrusion.
But that was all he needed,
Master’s mouth crashed down on mine hard. swallowing my screams, my weakness, and my shame of being violated.
My knees wobbled, my body jerked forward in pain, as master dry finger entered me from behind in a rough and possessive way without any permission, While his mouth claimed my lips in a violent hungry deep kiss, like he wanted to reach my soul through my mouth.
My omega instincts flared, lior broke through my control, my body trembled uncontrollably in need, as I broke apart under his hands.