Chapter 17: I have summoned her!

Orville’s POV:

Heeding my words, she quietly nodded in response. But her grimacing expression was prominent on her frail looking face when she mumbled, “Then, shall I leave now?”

“Go and get some rest.” I answered, as my voice sounded much stiff than usual.

While I put on a neatly ironed white shirt, I grabbed a soft white scarf which I had specially brought here for her along with her dress. Her ragged dress looked pretty awful before, so I had already given Martha my command to tend to her basic needs in this manor.

I moved closer and wrapped the scarf around her neck, making her flinch again. I just wanted to cover the bite marks I had left on her as I uttered after an awkward pause, “Ask Martha to give you some ointment for the marks. Also, I hope about what happened between us last night, you will protect it as a secret, Kara.”

Hearing me call her name for the first time, I saw her flinch hard as she stared still with her awestruck gaze. After an anticipating pause, she hurriedly accepted the scarf from me and covered her neck cautiously, “O-Of course, yes, M-Master.”

While her voice sounded a little nervous, it felt as if she was trying to assure me with her weak smile, “I will never tell anyone about this, I swear with my life. Then…I shall head out now. T-Thank you once again, Master.”

Fool, how could you be so innocent as a little flower?

For doing something awful to you, at least you should’ve cussed at me in the end, instead of flashing that innocent smile once again which makes me realize what kind of degenerate I am.

She turned around and walked towards the door, while my gaze followed her, realizing that she was slightly limping. Even though she was trying to act normal, there was no way her body would’ve been fine after a whole night of vigorous mating.

I tried to go after her to stop so that I could call Martha here to take her away. But the moment she opened the door of my room, both of us flinched hard to see Tilin standing there at the doorstep, bearing an overwhelming aura around her.

Her white porcelain face looked very agitated, and with her arms crossed, she glowered coldly at Kara who was quite shorter than her in height, at least a few inches.

“What is a black slave doing here?”

The first question Tilin protruded towards Kara, made her wince as she quickly lifted her gaze down from her. However, without showing any intent to back out, Tilin marched a few steps closer toward her and raised her hand as if she intended to grab the back of Kara’s shimmering black hair, “Are you freakin’ deaf? Didn’t you hear me, what the hell you were doing in his room, you ugly rat—”

“That’s enough!”

I couldn’t bear the sight of watching her harm Kara right before my eyes as I growled to Tilin. My loud voice seemed to have startled both of them, as I also saw Kara nervously turning her neck around to meet my gaze.

“I summoned her here because I had certain matter to discuss with this black-slave. Do you have any problem with it?” I coldly grumbled, knowing that I mustn’t show any change in my actions, otherwise Kara would become prey for Tilin’s vicious wrath.

I still vividly remember how dangerous her obsession could worsen when Tilin had fearlessly scratched the face of a noble lady who was trying to approach me at a royal gathering. As a daughter of Marquess Rupert, one of the most powerful nobles in our Rock Crescent Pack, no one could dare to stand against the Marquess's daughter.

The victim was paid a handsome sum as compensation, but the humiliation I suffered on that day was hauntingly evident. Right now, I couldn’t imagine something like that happening to Kara, or I might else would fail to keep myself composed.

Tilin scowled hearing my grumble but her scary gaze couldn’t stop ogling Kara from head-to-toe. She gritted her jaws while grunting, “That’s strange…I thought you hated to be around these lowly black slaves, but what business did you have with this pale sickly slave, Grand Duke?”

I could sense her hostility reflecting towards Kara which made the atmosphere quite intense. Before she could further target her as Kara seemed quite nervous already, I decided to step into the situation and summoned her coldly, “Tilin, I believe you must be here to discuss something with me in private, right? Let her leave and come inside.”


Silver Flames: Fated to My Forbidden Alpha
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