Sacrificial Lamb

*Chapter 29*
Frederick didn't take long for him to respond.
He responded to me with gentleness as he fisted my hair so he could deepen the kiss with so much tenderness. It was like he was telling me that I should rely upon him more. My wolf and his wolf were syncing because of the kiss we were sharing. It also made me feel bolts of pleasure flowing through my body. The kiss made my body wake up in every sense that I have.
It was addictive, I didn't want him to stop right now.
He was about to shove his tongue inside my mouth when I distanced my lips away from him. "Have you calmed down?" I asked, arching my eyebrow looking at him to see if he was still annoyed from seeing my state.
I understood from him that it was normal that he would feel angry at my situation. After all, I was his mate. We were bound with the mate bond. However, we were both not doing anything to solidify this mate bond.
In solidifying a mate bond, the couple who were fated by the Moon Goddess must accept that they were each other's mates, and to make their bond stronger, they must do the mating ritual. That is to mark each other.
"Huh?" Frederick blinked, looking distorted before he snapped back and bowed his head. "Pardon me, my goddess..." His voice quivered in nervousness. He still had this fear in his eyes perhaps because of what happened earlier because he made me mad.
I scoffed and petted his head. If only he listened to my order the first time he came here with me, he wouldn't have to be feeling frightened at me that much. I was just provoked when I came to see those rings again. Because of those moments, I thought the rings would have their molds surrounding them as they rot in that lavatory.
He looked at me with an innocent and pleasing stare with my action. Then I soaked my arms in the clear water before I rested my head to the brim of the tub, looking up at the ceiling.
We were enveloped with a deafening silence while I felt his intense gaze. Even so, I ignored it as I closed my eyes, feeling jaded right now. I was already tired of having any arguments with anyone. All I wanted was to rest and heal from these bruises I got from Reginald's actions.
"What time is it?"
"Quarter to four, my goddess."
"I see." I released a sigh, feeling relaxed because of the lukewarm water I was soaking in.
I felt my surroundings when I felt some fabrics being dropped to the floor. Then I felt Frederick's hand to my back so he could lean me forward. After that, I felt his presence behind me, joining me for a tepid bath before he placed me on top of him. I even felt my head being leaned to his shoulder, not daring to open my eyes.
I heard his soft sigh as he took our hands to intertwine together. "My goddess," he whispered to my ear. "You have taken me as your knight but you are not using me to protect you from that man. If you order me to kill him, then I shall fulfill it to do so. Please... I am begging you. I can find ways to escape from here. Just order me... I will do anything to protect you..."
I felt the corners of my eyes being stung. Why did I have to feel this anyway? Why was I feeling touched every time his tone sounded sincere? Sometimes I was so annoyed that he could act like that to me.
He was acting as if I were the most precious treasure he had.
I inhaled and exhaled. "Patience, darling. I just need something to inspire me..." I slowly peeled my eyes open and saw the worried expression coming from my mate.
That expression suddenly made my heart jump out of my ribcage. His eyes were screaming that he could protect me no matter what while his hands intertwining with me assured me that he wouldn't let go of me.
"You have suffered enough. You looked like a broken doll to me..." He looked annoyed, not to me but to himself. It was like he was blaming himself for why I was in a situation right now.
I scoffed, bringing his hand to my breasts so he could grab them. But Frederick ignored them and took my hands to cup with his. I frowned at his actions.
"Did he make you wet just as I can do?" His voice was so soft, making me shudder. I also heard it like a lullaby.
I looked up and planted a kiss on his jaw. I almost smirked when I felt his cock twitch which was already in between my legs.
"I was dry when he fucked me," I said honestly.
His jaw tightened and his face darkened from hearing it. "That bastard... I am going to kill him with my own hands..." He growled. He knew that being taken that I wasn't fully stimulated, would be too painful for my cunt.
I gasped when he reached for my cunt under the water. I hissed in soreness which Frederick soothed with his fingers by massaging them gently. That made me feel relieved somehow. It was effective because it subsided the soreness I was feeling, unlike earlier that it was too painful for me to handle even if I was a werewolf who also had a healing ability.
"Novalie... Let me be the only man who must fuck you. I promise that I can be an excellent man in bed. I can satisfy you more than those slaves you have bedded with. I can make you wet even if I am just looking at you. I will cherish you more than your husband can do. Just be with me... I will save you, I swear," he begged, making promises.
Sighing, I looked up at the ceiling, feeling enchanted by his words. "Your words look promising, darling." I raised my hand to reach for his hair behind me. "But just as you say, I am a broken doll already. I might end up hurting you already because that is one of my pleasures."
I felt him stiffen. He exhaled sharply, stating that he didn't like what I was trying to mean. It was true that I felt pleased seeing that he was hurting. However, my wolf was feeling otherwise. My wolf would make me feel guilty because I kept uttering such nonsensical words to hurt Frederick.
My wolf was ready to brawl with me, if possible, so she could protect Frederick from my sadistic behavior.
"You are being hurt right now. Are you feeling aroused at that point?"
Smirking, I fisted his hair. "Do not be an asshole, darling. Do realize I never wanted Reginald by my side." He didn't reply to me. I looked up at the ceiling. "Tell me about your life before you are sold to the Maiden's Lair." I remembered that he came from a dishonored pack that became dissolved, too.
I felt his lips on my shoulder, sending tingles down my spine. "I am the youngest sibling out of five, my goddess," he started, which surprised me that he would open up so easily. I thought that it would take him long to open up since he still wanted to say his opinion. "We were a happy family, I guess." I arched my eyebrow when he sounded unsure but I didn't say anything. "Just like you, I was also betrothed to another woman who wasn't even my mate."
I was left astounded, wide-eyed. We had the same life? He was also betrothed to another woman?
"I see. I thought Omega didn't experience being in an arranged marriage." Okay, calm down, Novalie. Why did you suddenly feel thrilled? What was wrong with you?
"Um..." He cleared his throat. "Yeah... It is, my goddess."
"So, did you two get married?" I arched my eyebrow.
He shook his head. "No... I broke our engagement, my goddess. I told my family I'd rather be married to my fated mate."
I shuddered when he left a kiss on my shoulder. What made me shudder was his words. Frederick felt that as his lips went below my ear.
"Now that I found my mate, I am already too late because she's already married to someone else," he whispered meaningfully. His voice sounded hurt.
I averted my gaze, uncomfortable with this kind of discussion. "Your mate is near to killing herself because of all the things she is dealing with," I said bitterly.
His chest vibrated, unhappy at my words. Even his hands around me tightened like he wanted to protect me.
"That is why I told you before that you are already too late, darling," I added.
"But... can I still save you, right? Right?" He took my hand and brought it to his lips, hearing his voice croaked.
I bit my lower lip and didn't say anything. I didn't know how to answer him that because I had no idea if Frederick would be able to save me.
"I wish to retire," I said, not wanting to answer his question. There was no way I could be saved. I was already drowned in the abyss.
Frederick sighed. "Yes, my goddess."
I felt disappointed when I didn't feel the warmth of him from my back as he rose from the tub. Then he took me in his arms so he could put me down and stand up. He grabbed a towel first to dry me up. He even knelt so he could dry my inner thighs but I halted him.
"Careful..." I said coldly. Much more to say, I was sore down there because I wasn't stimulated and was forced to take Reginald's cock being dry.
Frederick nodded. His face darkened when he was looking at my cunt and saw that my knees and thighs have bruises. He looked irritated right now but he wasn't showing it to me because he knew that I wouldn't like seeing him in that state.
He stood up and towered over me after he wore the bathrobe. His stern expression softened when our eyes met. That something made my stomach somersaulted with that soft gaze he had. Then he took my hand to bestow a kiss at the back of my palm.
"I am so unworthy to be in your care, my goddess. However, I am blessed to be by your side. I swear on my life that I will protect you from now on regardless if I am your mate or not." He looked at me dreamily.
I chuckled softly and petted his head. "If you keep behaving like this, darling, I might have to reward you. I like your honesty. You are such a good boy for your goddess."
I watched how his chest rose up and down, whimpering at my touch. I almost smiled seeing how Frederick was easily melting. My wolf was feeling proud that we could do that to our mate. Just a few compliment words and some mere touch, he was so easy to melt at my touch.
Fascinating...
Frederick brought me to the walk-in closet to grab a new nightgown for me. He helped me get changed and pampered me like he was a servant. But his face darkened whenever he saw my bruises on my lower body.
I was already used to Reginald's rough approach. I just hate the part that he never knew how to stimulate a woman's body that was why I could provoke him through that. I also didn't teach myself how it was supposed to be to pleasure a woman.
There was no reason for me to teach him because I don't care about that bastard. I was meant to divorce this marriage.
When Frederick settled me to my bed, he scooped in and gathered me inside his arms in a spooning position. His hand was already in my waist while his lips were kissing the top of my hair.
It reminds me that I need to tell him something.
"Frederick," I called.
"Yes, my goddess?"
I spun around so I could see his handsome features. He blinked when he looked into my eyes as he gulped while his hand was playing with my wavy hair.
"I need you to help me to divorce my marriage with Reginald."
He looked surprised but I could have sworn I saw the corner of his lips stretched out a little. He grabbed my hand. "Y-Yes, my goddess. I am more than willing to help you."
That made me feel relieved because somehow he didn't know that I was just using him so I could escape from here. "Good." I nodded. "Good to hear. From this day on, I will tell you my plans on how I could get rid of this situation I am in. Are you in, darling?"
Frederick eagerly nodded. "Yes. Yes... I am. If it is your welfare, then I will do anything for you, Novalie."
I wanted to poke his eyes right now because he was calling my name so many times already as if we were equal beings. But I let it slide so I wouldn't kill the mood that we have an oral agreement.
At that moment, I explained to Frederick his true role as the knight of Viscountess Novalie Argerich.
His role contained so many sacrifices and pain he needed to endure while he was serving me.
"I do not know if you and your wolf can be able to handle my plans, Frederick," I said, seeing him render speechless. He looked at me and averted his gaze from me. "It's alright if you do not want it. But remember, I am ready to gamble everything. I am even ready to sacrifice you." I caressed his cheek.
"I am only using you, Frederick. Remember that fact," I added.
I wanted him to realize that I wasn't the saint he thought I was.
I wanted to get away from this marriage for so long and I found hope—this man who was beside me. He was the one who could help with that scumbag man whose name is Reginald Westervelt.
There was a pain written in his eyes. But he met mine and nodded his head. "I will do what you wish, my goddess. If it shall be your happiness that we are talking about here, then this slave of yours shall do anything to fulfill your wishes." He took my hand. The same action he was doing before he would lay a sensual, alluring kiss at the back of my palm.
I didn't react to that touch but I knew my wolf was already squirming. I just didn't show that Frederick's action affected me. I wanted him to feel that he was just a pawn to my chess game.
Even if the fact that he was just my mate.
This would be better than nothing.
My action would be cold-hearted but I just want to get away from Reginald.
I am here for survival.
Then I would run away... and leave everything behind.
Even leaving Frederick.
My slave, my knight, and my mate whose name was Frederick.
He was just a *sacrificial lamb* so I could achieve my happiness.