Threatening

*Chapter 33*

I woke up having Frederick behind me, scooping me while his face was buried to my hair and his hand was clasping with mine. My heart skipped a beat having a very intimate moment with my slave that brought shivers down my spine.

I even felt his cock protruding behind my back, making me grin a little.

I spun around to see his sleeping state, snoring softly. I unclasped his hand from mine before I planted a gentle kiss on his forehead after adoring this pitiful slave of mine.

I went to my lavatory for a while before I returned to my chamber. I climbed up to the bed when I had a naughty idea to wake this man up.

I placed his head in between my feet before I slowly sat down to his—I gasped when Frederick grabbed my hips and placed my cunt immediately to his face.

That surprised me. I thought he was asleep. "It seems that you are already awake, huh..." I squeezed his face using my thighs, seeing Frederick who had a lustful expression screaming in his eyes.

Frederick smirked and caressed my thighs that were sending shudders to my body. "I, Frederick, greet my goddess this morning." I shuddered again when he breathed my cunt and smelled my arousal before he placed a kiss on my inner thighs by separating them a little.

I squeezed him again. "Is that the only way you can greet me? Can't you make your own greeting, darling?" I challenged.

"You can sit on my face, my goddess. I promise I can greet you in that way." He had a mischievous tone in his voice causing me to find him interesting.

"That's more I like it," I said as I licked my lips before I did what Frederick said.

I had a great morning. Thanks to my slave and my mate at the same time.

Since Frederick pleased me, I took care of him by taking a warm bath. He looked pleased and happy when I was the one soaping him which I found amusing for my own good.

"My goddess," he called.

"Hmm?" I made him sit on the edge of the tub as I wiped his hair using the small bath towel to dry it.

Frederick looked up at me. I met his eyes and arched my eyebrow, wondering what he wanted to say. He took my hand and kissed the back of it causing my stomach to flip upside down. Even my wolf jumped in joy from it.

"I found an alternative for your plan, my goddess."

I knitted my forehead while having an interesting smile on my lips. "Oh? What alternative? Let me hear," I urged him.

He locked me in between his legs while gently grabbing my waist. "We can run away and never show ourselves to anyone."

I suddenly laughed. "Silly boy..." I shook my head. "I do not think that it is a witty idea, you silly man..." I combed his wet hair using my fingers.

Frederick frowned. "But... It is the easiest way." He sounded offended.

I laughed again. This man... He never failed to make me laugh. "Oh, darling. You and your silly ideas." Shaking my head again, I brushed my knuckles to his cheek causing him to purr and close his eyes in submission. "Running away means I am still married to that man, Frederick," I pointed out earnestly.

He opened his eyes and blinked before he lowered his head when he must have realized what he said. "I see... But!" He looked up at me. "How about you pretend that you die?" he suggested.

I scrutinized him up and down. This man... I wasn't certain if he was being dumb or he was trying to be sounded dumb for his suggestions. I already found it silly.

"That's a good suggestion, right? Right?" His tone sounded hopeful when I didn't say anything.

I stared at him, trying to decipher this kind of action Frederick was doing. Then I roughly grabbed his chin to compel him to look at his goddess.

"You are trying to save yourself from the trouble I will make in the near future, do you?" I arched my eyebrow, suspecting him. "Because all of the actions I shall do will hurt you," I added.

His eyes widened. "N-No! I am trying to find a simple solution!"

"I don't take simple solutions. I want complicated things so I can grant myself a peaceful living."

My answer earned him a painful expression from him. "Even if it will hurt me in the end? You really have no compassion for me as your mate?" My heart felt a tight squeeze at his words. Frederick squinted his eyes, knowing that I couldn't utter any word from his questions. "You have plans to reject me by the time you reach your goal, do you?"

I plastered an enigmatic smile. "What makes you think I will resort to that, my darling?" I released his jaw and caressed his cheek.

Frederick halted my hand and looked at me earnestly. "I am ready to sacrifice everything for you. I am willing to offer my heart for you even if you end up shattering it in your scheming plans. Just please... in the end, do not reject me, my goddess. Please, I beg you!"

With that, he suddenly hugged my waist tightly and buried his face in my chest. It was as if he was indicating that I shouldn't let him go.

And my wolf was reacting to that. I felt suffocated all of a sudden.

The way Frederick was acting, made me feel like I should be found guilty for daring to hurt him.

Again.

What truly surprised me was a man who was my mate was begging... I know I shouldn't be surprised by this because I had my slaves begging at me and I felt no remorse from it however, it made my heart skip a beat when it was Frederick who was the one begging.

I exhaled sharply, making me feel distorted. I placed my hands on his shoulders to distance myself but he tightened his hug to me. "Frederick—"

"You can play my heart if you want! If you want to have men to pleasure you while I am watching, I will endure that! If you want me to deny my orgasm, I can do that! If you want to use me for your plans, I can do that!" He raised his voice. "But please! Please! Novalie, please! If you want to reject me, I cannot allow that! I will halt that madness!" Then he separated me from him and looked up at me.

His eyes were already misty. And I felt my heart slowly shattering for this man.

"I will be a good boy for you. I will behave from now on. I just don't want you to reject me as your mate. My wolf and I... My wolf and I waited for so long for your arrival. I cannot... I cannot lose you *again*... My goddess, do not reject me, please... Novalie... Novalie..."

My heart suddenly panicked wildly when Frederick started to shed tears. I didn't know what to do with his pleading tone as he also sounded like he was lamenting a deceased person he knew.

I gasped when he knelt before me and hugged my waist. "Frederick, what on earth..." I didn't get to finish my words when he tightened his hug again. I hissed. "Frederick, enough..." I said in a meek tone.

I couldn't even dare to make my tone as stern as possible. I felt so weak under this behavior of Frederick.

He sniffed and shook his head. Then he buried his face in my chest again. His action was making me feel threatened and made me want to panic all of a sudden.

"Novalie, my wolf and I already accepted you. Am I that enough for you?" he cried. "I want to stay with you... I will remain by your side... Please, do not decide in the near future to reject me."

I looked at the ceiling, silently praying at the Moon Goddess. I didn't know what to do and I felt like I was going to cry with his sobbing words. I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly.

I allowed Frederick to say all of the words he wanted to say, begging me not to reject him. I already made a decision back then that I will reject him. I was doing this for peace of mind in the near future.

However, will I ever have peace of mind if that happens?

Would it not kill me for breaking Frederick's heart as well as our mate bond?

But something was bothering me. He was crying and he was affecting me and my wolf.

But... Why am I doubting him? Why am I doubting his sincerity?

His words were full of emotions. He sounded like he was heartbroken and his life was depending on it. However, I felt uneasy.

Perhaps, I was having a hard time trusting people of how genuine and bona fide they were. This must be the reason why I couldn't find sympathy but I knew that my wolf was swayed at his words.

My wolf and I had no mutual aspect when it came to Frederick. We were not like this before. We were in sync but when Frederick came... this bastard ruined my harmonious relationship with my wolf.

To console Frederick without answering him, I just caressed his back. I never intended to create such promises so this was the only thing I could do. This was the simplest solution I could think of.

I decided to take him to my bedroom to get some water to drink for him. He was disappointed because he didn't hear anything from me. But before I could leave, Frederick spoke a ludicrous statement.

"If you reject me as soon as you divorce your husband, I will come and find you, Novalie."

A sly smile plastered on my lips as I huffed, hearing that threatening tone from him. I turned my head as I bestowed him the glass of water.

"Oh?" I tilted my head a little, hearing my heart raging wildly in my rib cage because I found his statement interesting. "What are you going to do if you find me? Kill me?" I arched my eyebrow as I smirked. "You know that death is my top wishing list, Frederick."

He smiled sweetly. But his eyes looked annoyed. "No, my goddess. I cherish you so much I wouldn't allow myself to kill you just because you reject me. I will definitely lock you in a villa house and will not allow you to go out anymore. We will be cast away because I will tie you up so you wouldn't dare to escape. You and I will be there until death does us part," he said, promising darkly.

I shivered, realizing that he looked obsessed with me. This was odd... I must find this blood-curdling. I didn't know why but I found it alluring that he wanted me all by himself.

I scoffed. "You sound like you are going to stake everything you have. Are you that powerful enough to take me over, Frederick?" I teased, playing my fingers to his short beard.

At that moment, his smile changed into a furtive one. "Who knows, my goddess... I might overpower you," he said meaningfully. "We are not certain for sure..." he added, shrugging his shoulders.

I squinted my eyes a little before I rolled them. "Right... If you are a lycan, then I might allow you to do that," I jested as I turned my bedside table to take something to the drawer.

It was one way to dismiss this unsettling conversation—to treat this as if this was a trivial idea.

In my peripheral vision, Frederick grinned. "Then I shall do that." He stood up and placed his hands on my shoulders. Then he leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "I cannot wait to have you all for myself, my goddess. You can make me feel useless there as much as you want to satisfy your desire. Please wait until I *become* the lycan you want me to be..." he whispered huskily.

I rolled my eyes one more time before I spun around and looked up, stone-faced. "Kneel," I commanded, ignoring his words.

Frederick had an arrogant expression as his lips curled up into a magnetic smile before he immediately knelt. "Yes, my goddess."

He didn't hesitate, not feeling uncomfortable with his naked glory. I arched my eyebrow when he lowered his head after he saw that I had his slave collar.

A while ago, Frederick was begging and crying. Right now, he was looking confident and arrogant.

Either way, he looked appealing and charismatic.

I attached the collar to his neck. He sighed in relief and assurance but he never dared to look up at me.

"Come on in," I said the moment I felt the footsteps of three servants coming to my chamber. I turned at Frederick who was still kneeling when my servants entered. I offered my hand to him. "I'll dress you up," I said, realizing that I wasn't done taking care of this melodramatic man.

"Can I also look now?"

"No," I said coldly. "I told you that you are not allowed to ask permission from me. A slave has no right to even ask that." I urged him to take my hand when I saw disappointment on his face. "Come."

Frederick took my hand and stood up, still looking at the floor. I guided him to my walk-in closet where some of his clothes were.

Since he pleased me last night and this morning, he deserved to be pampered by me. I could feel his gaze whenever I was kneeling in front of him.

This was to tease him.

After I dressed him up, I looked up at him and arched my eyebrow. "What are you going to say next?"

He took my hand and brought it to his lips. "Thank you for taking care of someone like me, my goddess. I will always be in your care." He planted another kiss at the back of my palm after he lowered his head. Then he looked up to meet my hazel orbs. "My goddess, you still have time to think not to reject me."

I snorted and fisted his hair. "You sound like you are threatening me, you lowly creature?" I said, unhappy with his tone.

He looked pleased with my action even though his face contorted in pain. "Who am I to even threaten my goddess? I adore and worship you. So I wouldn't even dare to do that." He smiled sweetly.

I huffed, smirked. "Two-faced bitch." I released his hair before I slapped him causing him to gasp. "I do not want to hear this kind of discussion again. If you dare to bring it up, I am not going to spare your life anymore. You will rot in hell in the Goldenpeach Woods." I sweetened my voice, threatening him. "Also, if ever that kind of thing happens that I reject you and you will come to find me, be certain that I shall not have you my body because I am going to commit suicide. I am very sure you want me to see death, right? After all, I make your life miserable."

His face distorted in annoyance as he held me on my shoulders. "Why would you wish to die? Do you not value your life?!"

I reached for his cheek. "I'm tired. I'm already tired," I said softly. "My father told me I was born with a purpose. I was born to live in hell. If I die, will I be able to receive the peace I want?"

He had no idea how much I endured living in a strict household, restricting all my movements and I even had to undergo two arranged marriages who were not even my mate. I was even married to a bastard who only thought of his noble status, not even fulfilling his Alpha duties properly. I shouldered his pack members' needs. I tried to make myself happy with the arms of my slaves.

However...

I still felt tired.

I was just trying to survive.

Frederick compelled me to look at him, seeing his concerned expression. I wanted to scoff. He really was a two-faced bitch.

I looked away and moved past him. "Anyway, go and train outside. Do the first and second formation repeatedly." I was talking about the warm-up training as a first formation and the second one was the basic swordsmanship training I taught to him. "You are now dismissed," I said frigidly.

"I will stop you if you try to kill yourself!"

I halted when he uttered those words. I massaged my temple, finding him annoying already.

"Suit yourself," I said one more time before I ignored him when he said more.

"I swear in the name of the Moon Goddess!"

I looked at my servants who looked bewildered at Frederick's words. "That slave is insane. Pay him no mind."