Alpha Damien's Breeder: The first night
Chapter 28: Misunderstandings

Chapter 28: Misunderstandings

His voice elicited an unsettling sensation down her spine, despite its underlying laziness. He exerted absolute authority over her, commanding her every move, yet the impact of his words sent shivers through her.

Was it already time to mate? How could she engage in intimacy with someone who was angry at her? What if he lost control and harmed her in his rage?

Frantically, she searched for an excuse, her eyes widening as she found one.

"My knee is bruised. Can we postpone it tonight?" Her words came out as a plea, her body frozen in place, unwilling to approach the room any further.

"I despise repeating myself," he retorted, advancing toward her. His steps mirrored his weak speech, as if he were frustrated and lacked the energy to argue.

"You said we could skip it if either of us was tired. I am in pain. Let’s do it tomorrow night," she swiftly employed his own words in an attempt to persuade him.

Seconds ticked by, and he continued his unhurried approach. There was no response to her request, and she contemplated making a desperate escape. However, the door was locked, and even if she screamed, no one would dare defy the Alpha.

When he reached her side, he lifted her onto his shoulders, catching her off guard with the sudden action.

"Release me! I hate you!" Aurora yelled, tugging at his back in an attempt to free herself from his grip, but he was too strong. She continued to strike his back as they drew closer to the bed.

"Let me go!" She didn’t cease her protests until he threw her onto the bed and loomed over her like a ravenous predator.

Aurora didn’t relent and continued struggling beneath him. He used his legs to entangle hers and pinned down her arms with his own, preventing her from moving.

"Forcing yourself upon me was not part of our agreement. Release me!" She warned, emitting a cold aura, but he dismissed her outbursts and abruptly clamped his mouth onto her neck. Aurora became numb as he nibbled and licked at her skin.

He trailed his fangs from the corner of her neck down to the exposed swell of her bosom, courtesy of her undergarments. Inhaling her scent, he hummed with satisfaction when it was pleasing, then gently bit into the bosom.

"Ahh," Aurora yelped in pain, which swiftly transformed into pleasure as he suckled on the bite he had made.

Her heart raced as he peppered her skin with bites, igniting both pleasure and pain within her.

Observing that she had stopped resisting, he loosened his grip on her hands and trailed his fingers toward her breast, squeezing it forcefully.

"It hurts," she complained, well aware that the act was intentional. Was he planning to vent his anger on her in bed? What a maniac!

"You break a rule, and you receive punishment in bed," he whispered against her ear, biting it harshly. She winced and glared at him.

"I attempted to explain the situation, but..." she began, only to be interrupted as he positioned his lips close to hers and whispered, "hush."

Aurora swallowed hard, anticipating that he would seize her lips, but instead, he blew air over them.

"I prefer silence," he muttered before descending from her to sit on the bed. Aurora scolded herself for expecting anything different and reminded herself that she was nothing more than a breeder to him.

Damien flicked on the lights in the room, illuminating every corner. Feeling exposed, she tightly wrapped the blanket around her body and remained glued to the bed.

Damien retrieved the first aid box and sat beside her. She furrowed her brow when she realized he intended to tend to her wound, but why had he acted so furious earlier?

"Bring out your knee," he instructed, and she complied without hesitation, regretting her earlier outburst.

He grasped her leg and lifted the blanket to reveal her injured knee. Observing it, it seemed someone had already cleaned the wound. He only needed to apply ointment and bandage it.

"Hmm," she flinched as he applied the ointment.

"I didn’t mean what I said earlier. I was just scared and said thoughtless things," she began, making excuses for her outburst.

He didn’t say anything and continued tending to her wound. Unsure of what else to say, she allowed him to finish without interrupting.

"Rebandage it tomorrow. It’s not deep, it will heal soon," he reassured her, packing up the first aid box.

Placing the box on the table, he instructed, "You can stay here tonight," then began walking toward the door.

She quickly stood up and urged, "Can we talk before you leave?" She didn’t mind having a strained relationship with him, but she didn’t want to be misunderstood. If she wanted to conceive as soon as possible, she needed to make things work.

Damien halted and turned to face her. "You signed a contract to be my breeder, not my lover. I don’t care about the nature of your relationships with other men, but the rule exists for your own sake. If you become pregnant with my child and are seen with male friends, people may accuse you of infidelity." Though he was right, his words were harsh.

The word ’infidelity’ resurrected painful memories, and she detested hearing it.

"I am not promiscuous. He was only a friend and nothing more. I can’t stop him from being my friend!" She suddenly lashed out, displeased that he had accused her of infidelity.

"The choice is yours. The contract will be terminated if the Elders reject your baby due to such rumors," he stated, unconcerned about hurting her feelings.

She couldn’t believe the same man who had just tended to her wounds stood before her. He knew how to wound her with his words, and she despised him for it.

"You should have married whomever they chose for you. Scarlet was right about you, heartless man!" she yelled at him, then retreated to the bed, draping the blanket over herself.