Typical Morning

*Chapter 4*
I faked a surprise and gasped upon seeing Reginald. "Oh, my. Good morning, dear husband?" I sweetened my voice and drew out a dazzling smile. Reginald frowned and glared at me. That made me feel victorious already. "Unwelcome? Who is unwelcome here?" I asked, repeating what he said while tilting my head as I feigned ignorance. I stepped forward having a cold expression and a condescending smile when I was facing Reginald. I even tried to look around seeing all the male and female servants that were settled in the corners of this hall. "What are you talking about, dear husband?" I even masked my tone with concern as I fluttered my eyes.
Reginald's face darkened when his eyes landed behind me. He was glaring at Frederick who was still in his inspect position and never turned around to look at Reginald. Then he turned his head at me and barked, "Novalie!" Reginald growled in annoyance.
"What?" I fluttered my eyes again, tilting my head.
"Get that slave out of my dining hall! I ordered them not to have any unwelcome individuals here!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.
My sweet smile suddenly disappeared as I arched my eyebrow. "Frederick is my property so if I say that he will dine with me, I will dine with him." The way my voice was so stern that I felt Frederick shivered. "And besides, I am also the master of this household so you are not the only one who makes the decision here, Reginald."
He clenched his hands. "Can you not know how to respect boundaries? You must also take consideration and—"
"Unless you divorce our marriage," I butt in.
"What?"
I leaned at Frederick's flank as I crossed my arms and looked at Reginald boastfully. I ignored the electrifying feeling I felt when my breast brushed against him. Instead, I focused my eyes on my scoundrel husband. "I will never respect you if you are not deciding to divorce our marriage, pal." I huffed, rolling my eyes. "It's not as if this kind of behavior of mine is new to you. We're married for fucking three years and never I respect you, you know that already." I curled my lips into a smirk.
"You bitch..." Reginald said through gritted teeth. "I am still your husband, after all, Novalie."
I laughed at his words. "Oh, wow. Since when did you even brag that you are my husband? Have you ever acted like one?" I shook my head before I decided to distance myself from Frederick. I approached the table and grabbed a glass of water to drink.
"You just never look at me as your husband, Novalie."
"Funny, Reginald. You are a piece of shit I didn't want to acknowledge as one."
"That's exactly why you are being hard to approach!"
I scoffed, not wanting to say anything. I was so close to hurting him I even secretly grabbed the bread knife while drinking water.
"That slave there. Get out of this dining hall!" Reginald ordered.
I went to my seat and watched Reginald's fuming face going red. I smirked when Frederick remained in his position and didn't follow Reginald's order. I chuckled when I saw that my stupid husband didn't reach his authority. If I was with another slave, I already knew that they would curl up like a puppy because of Reginald's Alpha tone.
But not this man who I named Frederick.
Impatient, Reginald turned at me. "Novalie! Get him out!"
"Hmm..." I glanced at Frederick whose eyes were still on the floor. "Make him," I said, shrugging.
His hands clenched, appearing offended at my words. He growled in a warning before he approached my slave and halted in front of him. "Get out!" he shouted at the top of his lungs to dominate him. "When I said I want you to get out, do it immediately!" he said angrily.
The submissive expression of Frederick turned into a cold facade one as he looked up at Reginald. That made my jaw drop a little just how hot he was at that action, glaring back at Reginald.
"Why must I follow you when you are not my master who owns me?"
I inhaled a sharp intake and drank more water from the glass as I pressed my thighs together hearing that icy tone I never heard from Frederick. I even ran my fingers to the shape of my lips to express that I was aroused at how he was brave in facing and retorting back at Reginald. I even bit my thumb seeing his position that he never changed. He didn't put down his hands and remained in that position which made me impressed that he was such a good boy.
I castigated my wolf when she teased me that the reason why we were impressed with him was that Frederick was our mate. He had the power to make us easily aroused just by his small actions.
"You—"
I snapped when Reginald growled. He raised his hand to show his claws and was about to attack my slave when I stepped up and immediately snaked around him pointing the bread knife to his neck.
Chuckling, I drew my face closer to Reginald when his eyes widened seeing me so close to him. "Regy... Tsk, tsk... Try to touch my property or I will make sure I will ruin your weekdays. Hmm?" I said in my sweet warning tone.
Reginald scoffed and lowered his hand, smirking at me. "Do you really think I would be frightened to fight with you, Novalie?"
I tilted my head as I grazed the knife to his cheek, seeing blood drawing out from it. "Dear husband, do not forget that my father is a Beta from Wall Burgundy pack. I grew up in a strict household that focuses on the physical body and wolf training to serve our Alpha and to the royal lycan family of our country, especially the Alpha King of the Sowinski Kingdom, Azarius Kingston de Carteret." I marked an X on his skin which easily healed but he hissed at it and glared at me. I only smiled sweetly at him. "So, predominantly, I am a more well-experienced warrior than you who happened to marry a rascal husband and became the Viscountess of Erast." I want to puke right now remembering why I ended up marrying this man.
It was because of my annoying father and his absurd reasoning that he always left me with no choice.
"Imagine the times we brawled together, dear husband," I whispered to his ear. "Remember who ends up kissing the ground." I grinned. I planted a sensual kiss to his earlobe as I heard him inhale sharply.
When Reginald turned his head at me, I was planning to trick him into kissing his lips and making him embarrassed at my action. I slowly drew my face closer and was about to descend my lips into him when I gasped and suddenly pulled away from him.
I felt goosebumps at the feeling of the hand wrapped around my waist and the sturdy front body of... I gasped softly when I found out that it was Frederick who had a possessive glare when he was looking at Reginald.
"Don't even think of touching my goddess."
My eyes widened. "Fre... Frederick?" I blinked as I felt my heart was jumping in surprise, shocked that this was my first time hearing his earnest tone.
Frederick looked at my eyes. His eyes were full of rage and annoyance smeared at his face before he glared back at Reginald who was fuming mad. I snapped back when Reginald was about to attack when I pushed away Frederick and attacked Reginald by bestowing him an uppercut punch.
"I told you not to dare to touch my slave!" I growled a warning as I kicked him on his chest.
Shrieks were coming from the female servants and gasps from the male servants when Reginald stumbled across the hall. "Novalie, how dare you!" Reginald was fuming mad already.
I positioned the bread knife in a backhand position. "How dare I?" I faked a surprise and made sure he was insulted by the way I expressed my emotion that he looked lost right now as some of his female servants helped him to stand up. "Why are you fuming mad, husband? Have I done something you feel displeased with?" I grinned, half-annoyed.
"You brat..." he paused, clenching his hands. His eyes were blazing in a fire as he looked between me and Frederick before he turned around to leave. "Bring my meal to my study room!" he ordered as he marched away from the dining hall.
"Yes, Alpha." It was Philea who bowed her head when Reginald left.
I dropped the bread knife as I returned to my seat, feeling irritated and wrathful. The male servants immediately tended to me as they stepped forward to serve me a new meal that had been cold now.
This was Reginald's fault already.
But I couldn't change the fact that I punched his face and... Frederick's impressive actions stunned me. I glanced at him when I caught him looking at me. He immediately lowered his gaze so he wouldn't meet my eyes but it was already too late because I already caught him.
I shrugged it off and beckoned my hand. "You can look at me. Come and dine with me, Frederick," I said as I massaged my temple when I immediately regretted that I argued with Reginald first thing in the morning.
"Y-Yes, my goddess," Frederick said obediently.
I remained uneasy in my seat when his voice slammed inside me, feeling my body aroused at his words. His tone even changed from a soft, husky one.
I glanced at Philea when she was quietly ordering the other female servants. I squinted my eyes. "Don't you think that all of you must need to leave?" My voice echoed all over the dining hall.
Philea stiffened as she spun around and nervously bowed her head. "W-We are already working on that, L-Luna." Then she glanced at the female servants who hastily moved to leave.
I was left alone with Frederick who was already sitting next to me. My heart leaped seeing him staring at me quietly.
"Is there something that you need?" I asked, arching my eyebrow.
The stern expression of Frederick turned into a shy one when he lowered his eyes, not meeting mine. "N-Nothing, my goddess."
Cute. I wanted to say out loud but I chose not to. "Are you sure?" I asked again. "Are you not pleased with your clothes? Are you worried about your own quarters? Your quarters are located beside mine." If I didn't wish to have his service with me, he could just retire but he couldn't think of escaping here. "I will show it to you later."
Frederick nodded. "Thank you, my goddess."
Frederick and I had a peaceful morning meal. I ushered him to eat more as I bestowed him some food I thought he hadn't eaten yet. I didn't mind when he was starting to hoard the food like he was being starved for a week.
"Have you not eaten any meal last night?" I asked, arching my eyebrow as I placed my chin on the back of my palm where my elbow was on the table.
Frederick shook his head. He didn't get a chance to speak because he was eating the food like there was no tomorrow. I gestured to the servants to grant us more food for Frederick.
I watched him with awe as he was eating the sliced bread, rice porridge, cheese, lasagna, and some fruit tarts. He was eating them nonstop. "Here." I bestowed him with a glass of water, amused by this man.
"Luna."
I looked at Heimon coldly. "What?" On my peripheral vision, Frederick glanced at my direction when Heimon bestowed me with a clipboard.
"The pups who are in our daycare center are requesting your presence, Luna. Also, an invitation letter that came from Lady Becke from the House of Count Bouvron has arrived. Lastly, Alpha is ordering you to oversee the construction site of the new pack house that was settling in the north wing," Heimon said as he bestowed on me what must be my schedule for today.
I frowned at the last thing. I gestured my hand indicating that I didn't want to see them anymore. "Why must I be the one who must oversee the construction site?" I asked, retorting back. "Where is Marius who is in charge of this?"
"Beta Marius has attended a meeting that is needed for closing the business deal at their household. He asked for Alpha Reginald's approval last night."
"And he didn't even consult his Luna?" My voice raised upon learning that.
Heimon smiled wryly. "Luna, you... you dismissed Beta Marius when he sought your presence. Also, you went out last night to go to the brothel so he didn't get a chance to tell you about that matter."
I scoffed. "And Basil saw Marius at the watchtower yet that bastard neglected not to make any report to me?" I squinted my eyes, half-annoyed at their Beta.
Heimon couldn't retort anything back. "Must I inform Alpha to complain, Luna?"
"No need. I will finish the task in exchange that he would do something in return," I said, opening the invitation letter that came from Lady Bouvron. I sighed and rolled my eyes seeing that it was a tea party that will happen after two days. I bestowed the letter back to Heimon. "Tell him to attend the tea party on my behalf. It is time for him to seek his mate so he can have the reason to divorce our marriage."
"I shall deliver your message to Alpha right away," Heimon uttered with a bow before he left.
I stood up and left the dining hall to go to the balcony to take some fresh air when I thought that I was already full. When I arrived there, a male servant came forth to bestow me a glass of red wine.
They already knew that after I ate my meal, I would always come here to stare and admire the garden that was full of crimson red peony flowers. They all smelled sweetly spicy, almost cinnamon fragrance.
"Have you enjoyed your meal?" I asked and turned around to see Frederick who was standing near the window door. His gaze remained to the ground. I knew I was able to distinguish his musky scent even though the smell of peony flowers was overwhelming the fresh air. His scent was standing out amongst the other smells I was smelling right now. "Come, Frederick, and look at me." I beckoned my hand.
Frederick stepped forward, hesitant a little when our eyes met. I looked up to even meet his eyes because he was tall.
Also, the power he released when he was walking towards me was making me squirm. My wolf was being flirtatious again, wanting to be touched by him.
"My goddess..." His voice was sensual and inviting. He sounded like he was fucking me already in my bed as I was having a wonderful night with my slave.
"Does my pet need something from his goddess?" I tilted my head while my mouth was resting at the rim of the glass, seducing Frederick by looking at him.
It was effective because he gulped when his lips were looking at me. There was undeniably lust and desire in his olive eyes. I could tell that he wanted me so bad.
I wanted him, too. No doubt about that.
The sexual attraction between us was rapidly growing. Our wolves were getting restless as each second passed by that we were alone.
Chuckling, I tapped his cheek. "You really want me, do you?"
"So much, my goddess," Frederick answered in a husky bedroom voice. "I want to fuck you so hard while you are calling me how worthless I am to you."
I bit my lower lip at his answer. My clit throbbed as I felt like I wanted to convulse in pleasure right now.
I caressed his face. "You easily accepted me to be in that situation. You are the only slave I have who can easily adapt to his surroundings and you behaved well." I looked at his olive orbs.
I wonder if he will defy me one day. I couldn't wait to see the pain that will paint your face. I want to add but I halted myself.
My toys must have probably wanted to feel Frederick's skin.
Not yet.
I need to prolong this so that it would be exciting if the agony we caged would be released at the right time.
That would be a perfect fuck for me.
I fished out my pocket watch and looked at the time. Hmm... I still have time before I could go to the daycare center later.
"Let's play a game, Frederick." I glanced up to see his eyes glowing in lust. I grinned at that expression. But his expression had a perplexed look on it. "Thirty seconds."
He creased his forehead. "What is with thirty seconds, my goddess?"
I glanced at my pocket watch again before I looked at him seductively. "You have thirty seconds to do anything you want from my body. You can—"
My words were cut off when Frederick suddenly snaked his arm from behind me, held my nape, and slammed his lips into mine.
One question that came to my mind when I was able to comprehend everything.
Would I be able to know that thirty seconds is over?