Chapter 128 SCARIEST THING

FIRA'S POV

I was carrying a cup of coffee as I walked towards Janus' office. He had resumed his role as an Alpha right after the day of our wedding. I had no idea he had so much to do.

I was lucky that he needed more time in his pack than his wife. He might ask for my body if his hours were not occupied.

"Did you catch the rogue?" Janus was asking his right hand Clero.

I peeped on the little space between the door and the boundary of it. I could only view Clero's back.

"He escaped, Alpha. We put snare everywhere near the place." He paused and then continued again. "I gathered information. He's not working alone. He has someone inside the Red Moon Pack, his boss. This is a serious matter. It will be a threat to all of your people."

Janus massaged his forehead. He had no sleep yet. "Find him again in the woods and city. Inform me immediately. Dismissed."

I moved to the side as Clero bowed on Janus and left the room. The creak of the door could be heard. When Clero saw me, he bowed. That was the perfect time to walk inside the office. I placed the cup of hot coffee on the table.

"Take a break. You're lacking sleep."

His forehead knitted as he read the scroll. He did not even glance at me. "Just leave it there. I'll drink that later."

"Sure thing. I'll…" I watched the moving of his eyes from left to right, reading the message. He was frustrated. "I'm gonna go."

He just nodded his head as if my presence was not essential to him. I was not a seeking attention wife. It was nothing to me. I was just curious why he was ignoring me or not even looking at me.

Did he know about my baby?

My chest was covered with dread. He should not recognize it. I desired to keep my child.

I was about to rotate the doorknob, getting ready to leave when his voice echoed in the office. "Lock the door. Don't go."

I was startled. I gasped higher volume of air as I tapped the lock using my index finger. I was about to face him when I heard footsteps going to me. I could not move my body as he embraced me from my behind. His hands were gently caressing my belly.

"After the problem, my full time will be yours."

I turned around. I managed to establish a smile even though I did not feel so. "Don't worry about me. I'm doing good."

My breath turned heavy as his hand touched my shoulder slowly down to my lower arm to my hand, went to my hips, to my butt. He pushed me to the table and sat me there.

Crap. I'm pregnant. I've been extra caring for myself since I had my baby.

He spread my thighs in a hurry. His lips touched mine while his hands played with my covered boobs.

I felt uneasy. I liked to push him, but I surely did not do that. He was so stressed, he might force me so badly if I declined.

"I desperately want to be inside of you." He hardly unhooked my bra.

No! No, please, no!

I was afraid by staring at the darkness in his eyes. The lust that was consuming his system. His body temperature was high. I was just hoping that he stopped.

Please, stop.

The pleas inside my head have never burst out. I feared declining. That would not help, it could only extreming the needs.

He kissed me so hard that my lips could almost rip and bleed. He was pushing me recklessly, pushing me to the table. His hands were traveling throughout my body. He paused for a second, held my collar. I trembled in surprise as the sound of ripping clothes was heard in the room.

I gasped for air as he stared at me with hunger. I could not take him. Not him!

I can't pretend again at this time. There was no potion. If he owned me the baby would vanish.

He is not gentle.

The way he kiss, and touches hurts me. Did it because of pressure? Or do I not want to be touched by him? Or both reasons?

Whatever it is. I still can't give myself wholeheartedly to him.

I was half baked in front of him. There was a crawling fear all over me. I did not want him to notice it. I was acting that like this, I love what was happening.

He held my skirt and ripped it as if it was so easy for him. His middle finger touched the center of my fold. I was startled. My reflex was removing his hand on that.

"Please." The tears rolled to my cheek. I did not want to plead to him, but I could not handle this anymore. If I did not stop him, I would get hurt.

His forehead wrinkled while gazing at my face. "Please, what? Did you forget, I'm your husband?"

"I didn't." I shook my head. "But I'm pregnant. The doctor said my pregnancy is sensitive. We'll lose the baby if you force me."

"Am I forcing you?" He glanced at my clothes, it was now spreading on the ground into small pieces.

He closed his mouth, moved backward while his fist. "I'll have Caroline as my mistress. I have needs."

I knew he was so mad. His tone was emphasized. He turned his back on me. I held the corner of the table. I could not look down on myself. I was naked. I felt I was just little.

He will bring back his mistress. I can't give into his desire. It pains me. I'm his wife, but on the other hand, it would be a relief. He would not obligate me to make love to him.

He opened the door slightly and showed his head outside. "Bring me a dress for my Luna. Faster."

He closed the door again and gazed at me. "After giving birth, you've no excuse. You're married to me. You'll do everything."

It was the scariest thing that I heard coming from him.