Chapter 32: What Strange Scene?

Mavros narrowed his eyes on her.

Meris glared. "Did you try to bite me?!"

She grabbed her neck, caressing the marking rapidly with a fearful look on her face.

He chuckled and then broke into a series of laughter. "You’re my mate and I can’t even mark you?"

"Why would you want to, right now?" she screamed at him. "Why would you try to?! Do you not realize you can’t do that?"

"Meaning what?"

"Do I seriously need to explain this to you?" She said, "Right here, I have his mark. He thinks we are mates, and you know very well that Supreme Alpha’s marks are much stronger and stubborn compared to a regular alpha’s mark!"

Mavros’s face darkened. "Are you comparing me to my won little broth—"

"I’m not comparing you, but help me out here, will you?!"

Meris dragged her fingers through her hair.

"When a supreme alpha marks an omega, no other alpha will be able to mark above that very same spot until the mating mark has faded by itself. Biting it regardless like you just tried to will just rebound and possibly even kill me! Do you know how much pain you put me in just now?"

The edges of her eyes had bubbled up with pained tears.

Mavros stared at her.

And as if he’d finally snapped back to his senses, he let out a deep breath. He took a step closer to her and grabbed her, pulling her into his arms.

He ran his palm down her hair smoothly.

"I’m sorry, I forgot. You’re my mate and you know how territorial alphas can be when it comes to their mates. It’s already hard to deal with the fact you are constantly around another alpha. You touch him, you kiss me, you... it’s not easy for me."

Meris tilted her head up to look at him. "Why...don’t we have a little fun then?"

"Fun?"

"Mhm. But of course with protection!" She chuckled. "I can’t get pregnant with your child. It has to be Dantes’s otherwise, the child won’t be a Supreme Alpha. And only if the child is a supreme alpha can...we have guaranteed access to all of his wealth, assets, companies, everything he owns. I will be bearing his only heir, so..."

"...let’s be careful, hm?"

Mavros looked indignant, but then he nodded, agreeing.

Cupping her cheeks, he lowered his face and molded their lips together. He lifted her off the floor into his arms, kissing her as he walked into the bedroom.

Mavros dropped her into the bed.

Meris chuckled, reaching out her hand to curl them around his shoulders. She pulled him down, smashing her lips to his.

He kissed her hard, from her jaw down to the curve of her shoulders, proceeding to pop the buttons of her shirt open.

"We have to be quick. I lied that I was just heading out for coffee," she said, breathing heavily in bliss, "If I’m gone for too long, we might get caught."

Mavros pulled the drawer open and reached for a condom.

And by the time they were done, more than thirty minutes had passed.

Now, Meris sat atop him, legs straddling his hips with her palms pressed down against his chest. Her hair was loose, body bare with not a strip of cloth on her.

"You haven’t told me why you rushed here."

Mavros was breathing heavily, a blissful satisfied smile on his face.

"Did something happen?"

Meris’s expression fell. "Mavros, I think there is really trouble this time."

"What do you mean?"

"Ealier, you said I reeked of Dante, but do you know why?"

Mavros’s brows knitted together. "What happened?"

"Dante has been acting weird, Mavros," she said. "He used to act so obsessed with me. But ever since that woman came, it’s as if nothing I do is working. I’ve left bites, I’ve done everything, I even raised the dose of my pheromone, but...it didn’t work on him."

"What?!"

"He pushed me out. I was confused, I couldn’t understand."

She shook her head.

"Dante before would fall under even at the slightest sniff of my pheromone. But now...it’s like it doesn’t work on him anymore. No...a-actually, it doesn’t work on him!"

"How can that be?!" Mavros sat up on his bottom. "It’s not possible. How can a wild omega have that kind of effect on him? Meris, are you sure about this?"

"I am!"

She snapped back.

"Actually, something weird happened earlier today. Dante and I had little arguments and when I went to check things over, that woman was in his room with him. She ran out and I could smell her pheromones, they were wild but she looked...to have gone into pre-heat."

"WHAT?!" Mavros was confused. "How can that be possible?"

"I don’t get it either."

Meris shook her head. She fell into thought.

"From what I know, Wild Omegas cannot go into heat from an alpha’s pheromones. They are resistant to every kind of alphas, even...supreme alphas."

"That is true." He nodded. "It’s not possible. Unless—"

"Unless, the alphas are their mate! They can only react to an alpha who is their mate. And since she went into a heat around Dante, doesn’t that mean...ah!"

She gasped heavily, slapping a palm over her mouth. Her shoulders shook violently.

"I-It can’t be!"

Mavros’s expression darkened. His face was pure confusion and shock. "That..."

She met his gaze. "Mavros...she is his mate. She is his real mate."

"You can’t be sure of that?!"

"What else can it be then?" she screamed at him. "It explains everything, don’t you see it? Everything was going according to our plan, but the moment she arrived, Dante started being distant. Every advance I made towards him would fail, almost like it was his natural instinct to pull away from me. Which makes sense!"

She continued, "A forced mating can never beat a real mating blessed by the moon goddess. Even if he’s bound to me, he’s still drawn to her against his will! AH!—"

"—Ealier when I went in to find him, I saw a strange scene."

"What strange scene?"

"The spot where I should have marked him," Meris bit down hard into her bottom lip, "It was..."

"...bleeding!"