The Alpha Killed My Husband

23| Go Down Deh!

'Aary?'

The drowsy voice purrs in my ears as Rudransh snuggles closer, almost cocooning me between his back and arms.

He has embraced me in clutches with my back pressed against his front and overlooking the Pacific ocean. If I turn around, I’ll get a nostril full of his misty scent which is highly addictive and intoxicating. And the dreadful morning breath that will have me puking my guts in a loop.

It has to be five or six in the morning. The sun is yet to dip out of the horizon. However, its warm redness with tinges of orange and tangerine has spread across the perimeter in a welcoming warmth.

It is a rather gloomy day like it may pour any second. The ferocious ocean breeze flirts with the curtains and chiming bells on the balcony.

The chirps of the birds fade in the background but the voices in my head are loud and so are the thunders in the sky.

Hissssssssssss…

Nagini spits in agony, waking me up in a jolt. My whole body tenses and core muscles tighten.

I cannot hold back. She pants.

Not now, Nagini. Please. Just for a while, My love. I pray in my head. My breath is uneven in fright.

What if Alpha smells her arousal? It will be over before it even gets started. I beg you, Nagini. Just a little longer. I will get you the release.

Now! She commands, stirring. It makes me grimace.

Maharatri festival is just around the corner. Maybe in a month or two. For the entire week, I will be the cocoon in the head while Nagini will spring like a butterfly w*****g around. It’s a Natural Law of Shape-Shifter.

She will seek her penance from the lord. After that, she will seek release.

For the serpents, it’s the auspicious Maharatri Festival. For the wolves, it is the Wolf Moon because wolves were more likely to be heard howling at this time.

Maybe, they too mate in this interval.

In Sarp-Samrajya, it was traditionally believed that wolves howled due to hunger during the season, but now I know that wolves howl for different reasons.

Howling and other wolf vocalisations are generally used to define territory, locate pack members, reinforce social bonds, and coordinate hunting. It also works as a stimulation for the virgins.

I cannot believe I have not marked the date this year. It has to be anytime now.

The season of habitation may commence alongside the contest. If so, the s****l urges will be at their peak for both of us. It’s going to

be impossible to handle our desires.

Nagini would want to play in the wild. I cannot blame her. It’s her time of freedom and to shine. I cannot deny her of her rights. It will only make her lose her wits which can make the inhabitants lose their lives.

Please, wait. I promise, begging her to calm down. Her persistence infuriates me. Still, I don’t budge. I understand. I am wet.

HISSSSSSSSSSSS…

The loudness makes me flinch.

I have so much to gather and extrapolate already in Luna's phone, her commitments, and the social gatherings. There are tens of applications to browse through, messages to read, and emails to answer.

How she manages to get anything done with so many hands reaching out for her is beyond me. It will probably take me days before I will be able to get a hold of the things and till then Alpha will have my head as an afternoon snack with extra cheese because he’d already pierced through my disguise.

You are blabbering. Nagini points in a slurry voice. Damn is so turned on.

'Aary?' Rudransh whispered again. ‘I know you are up. Is something bothering you? Are you scared of the thunder? You are whimpering.’ He caresses my cheeks softly, peppering the wet kiss.

It ain't helping, dude!

'Hmm!' I lie when all I want is to scream and yell and throw tantrums because I cannot keep my legs shut.

I want him to stop clinging to me and whisper those sweet nothings because it does something to me, I feel jittery down the spine and f*****g tingling butterfly in the stomach.

I have become their permanent home. Those bitches!

‘It’s okay. I am here with you.’ He pats my head, strokes the hairs, and almost melts in me.

I want to shrug off his arms. His bipolar attitude is so damn unnerving. It makes me lose my sanity. Consequently, I let my stupid self dominate.

‘I am fine.’ I emphasised haughtily, wanting to drift into a peaceful slumber again.

Come on, sleep! Be a good girl. Come to mommy!

I feel particularly horny at the moment. There is a strange sensation down the throat. It feels so overwhelming that I fear I might wail and wake the whole mansion up. My insides throb in need.

No...

Will Rudransh be accused of s****l assault if he rips me apart? I wonder. Because I so want him to.

Rudransh's concerned voice piles more huskily. And I want to run myself over down a f*****g monster truck.

‘Are you? You don’t look like you are. Does the sting still hurt? I told you to visit the doc, why did you not? Speaking of which, where is Shanaya these days? I have not seen or heard from her once. Shantanu told me she went somewhere with you. She is untraceable since—’

I let out a silent string of curses with squeezed eyes. My fists clench and unclench. I want to punch myself for being so utterly dumb and horny and wet and needy.

But before that, I want to punch this Alpha clinging to me like a nasty lizard.

Umm…lizards! Nagini sighs hungrily. Bipolar much?

I am officially insane. Where the f**k is that asylum thing?

‘She is on leave. Her grandma is sick. She told me she is going there to take care of her. I think we will have to hire a fresh substitute.’ I stammer the best excuse I can think of while multitasking with my heart, brain, butterfly-filled stomach, and the weep.

‘But Shanaya does not have a family.’ (f**k me, already!)

Rudransh counters. His voice is confusingly awake and…oh, sexy. It's more seducing. More enchanting. More hypnotising.

A moan almost slips through my lips.

Why AnantNath? Why? In a whole world of billions, Rudransh has to find an ugly b***h to be my P.A. who happens to have no dying relative. What happened to legitimate personnel with pathetic family issues? Do I not even deserve an undisciplined Assistant?

And the hell he is so concerned about her at five or whatever in the morning? Should he not be all over me? Where is his insane wolf? Why does he not take me already? Use force, Alpha. I don’t want to come up with answers.

‘I have read her portfolio. She was brought up and raised in an orphanage,’ Of course! Where else does her potent ugliness survive?

I count under my breath internally raging like a bull. I squeeze my thighs tighter but his highness innocently goes on and on about the she-wolf I don’t give a f**k about.

‘She was trained for off-hand military operations during emergencies. Her wolf was wounded during the war so she switched to the

protective role. If she needed the leave, why did she not intimate the WRs and where the hell is the official email? How can a trained

wolf be so unprofessional? It’s subpar.’ Rudransh’s voice is disappointed.

‘WRs?’ The question flies out of my mouth before I can help it. I know what those are. I am not naive. It's more like a frustrated sigh.

Screw me! Literally.

How am I supposed to tolerate bullshit over a slice of dead meat when my insides are burning?

‘Wolf Resources of the Ruling Admin Personnels! We keep records of all of our staff and their relatives. I will ask Shantanu to track her. She could be fleeing—’

I have earned every crappy right to roll my eyes at that. Of course, the condescending wolves are always at par when it comes to admin but his over-sensitive nose cannot smell my arousal.

That's f*****g it! Nagini is mad.

‘My God! Why are you so worked up all the time, Rary?' I do not recognize my own voice. It's raspy and heavy in need. I am whining like a goddamn slut.

'She told me. That’s enough. Being a Luna, I am her ultimate employer. WRs are my subordinate, Rudra. I should have directed the WRs. It slipped out of my mind. I am sorry.’ The muscles around my throat are tense.

I hope he buys my lie.

Odds are? Nagini squawks.

Shut up! Are you trying to get us eaten? I snap abruptly.

Oh, Yeah! The hoe moans.

‘Have you taken her phone? Did she go through termination scrutiny?’

There we go…

‘I don’t know and I do not care. A substitute replacement isn’t what I want to discuss at five in the morning in your arms. It’s our time, baby. Why are you not talking about us? Can't you see....’ My voice trails off.

I am about to do what I have never thought I’d ever be doing.

I know my ancestors in the heavens are running to a nearby bookstall to buy an encyclopaedia so they can search for appropriate profanities.

Do they have book stalls in Heaven? Nagini asks me incredulously.

They must!

‘And you mean?’ Rudransh shifts closer if that’s even possible. I do not fail to notice the drop in his voice. I can feel his heart beating, the harsh intakes of his breath and a stirring baby in the southern region.

I squeezed my eyes for the third time this morning. My pupils might already be diluted. Taking a deep breath, I whizz rather slowly.

‘I—’

‘You?’

Goddamn it! I can literally see my ancestors crawling their death to a railway embankment. They are going to die for the second time

because Nagini has lost all the self-restraints. My grandmother is strangling my father for not withholding himself when it was the

time.

Sorry, Gran. His pull-out game was indeed appalling. Choke. Him. Harder.

‘I want to—I want you to go down on me. Please...’

Three cheers for the Royal Queen’s stimulation. Nagini gags at me.

Go screw yourself, Nagini! I sizzle with a roll of my eyes as I feel Rudransh trailing open-mouth kisses on my neck.

Orals wouldn't count as interracial flings. Will it?

I don't get much time to reflect. His hands are already all over me. In seconds, Rudransh is groaning, grunting, and feeling himself up.

'You could have—'

'Just lick me clean already!' I yell and he obliges.

______________

The sun is all over the sky while the moon is all over me. By the moon, I mean my nemesis who has given me the most mind-boggling oral of my life.

Yes, since the morning, he cannot stop smirking at me with that dirty look that makes me go weak in the knees.

He is out of the shower, fresh, dressed, and smug because he had made me scream his name so loud the walls almost vibrated.

I did not let him stretch me though.

Hurrah, Victory! Nagini interjects. I ignore it.

However, whatever we’d exchanged was nastily wild and super hot.

He is perfect. The little hoe drools. His tongue…umm. No wonder they are eager to mate.

‘What are you thinking, Buttercup? You look so flushed.’ He smirks at me. His dark eyes twinkle with mischief.

The heads turn to me.

Presently, we are to have breakfast with Tarifa, Atharva, and Laxmi. The Vampire delegates are our guests this morning. The Alphas have a deal about supersonic to discuss and s**t I have no idea about.

I give him a glare. He grins.

‘Yes, my child. Are you really okay? You have barely touched anything. Your face and ears are the deepest shade of red. Rary, are you not taking good care of her?’ Laxmi demands from her son.

Her voice is strict. The look on her face is soft.

‘Rest assured, Mommy. Every need of her is taken care of. She has just overworked herself. I always want her to relax. I am tired of negotiating with her stubborn ass already. I was thinking if we should break up for a while. Just for a change!' His voice seems distant as he leaves the sentence hanging for my comprehensibility.

My eyes instantly darted up to him.

Break? As in break up? Parting ways? Please, don't tell me he wants to break up with me because…because what? What did I do? Is he already bored of me? Has it felt the difference?

My brain leapt through all the times when I was not Luna Aaradhya but Queen Sarvayoni…like in his bed. I squeeze my eyes in nothing but regret.

I shouldn’t have lost my cool.

It cannot be that. If he had even traced a hinge, he would have me hanging in the middle of the square with a cardboard wrapper around my neck where a STRUMPET had been stamped in big bold letters.

I cannot afford an ugly divorce drama at the moment. Break up with me! What the hell?

I turn slightly so that I am facing him. The dim sunrays kiss his flawless cheeks. The sweet aroma of pies, butter, and toast fills my nostrils.

'I do not understand, Alpha. How can a lawfully wedded couple take a break? Isn't it till death do us apart?' My heart picks up speed. My breath hitches at his response.

If he takes a break, where will I live? Will he arrange my accommodation? Will I stay in the Alpha Mansion? Maybe, I can use the spare bedroom. Will I be allowed to see him, and share the breakfast? Maybe he is not satisfied. Was I not good? I should have let him fuck

me.

It's a small thing in front of the mountainous things I have to accomplish. I curse my reluctance as I stare at his face expectantly.

'What do you mean?' I push harder.

'I need a break. I am overloaded with the work. Do you have any idea where we should heed?' He asks, blinking slowly, chewing his lower lips to stifle a laugh.

I am about to tear his head apart. It’s official: Alpha Rudransh is a born prick.