Tasting

41–Dragged Into His Room 

Nora: 

We got back home, and I headed straight to bed. I was still unsure who had placed the baby monster in my bathroom that night. Nash only assisted partially. The main plan was carried out by someone who hadn’t expected to lose the baby by the end of it. 

I sighed and twirled the ring on my finger, checking on Akira. I remembered how lost and disheveled she had been after I had to temporarily shut her away to prevent us from getting into another sticky situation by acting all horny. 

‘How are you? I had to stop him before things got out of hand and we got hurt,’ I mumbled guiltily, waiting for her response. 

‘Or maybe you’re overthinking. What if he sees things differently now? We’re his mate, and he genuinely cares about us,‘ she said softly, indicating her discontent with me shutting her out and preventing what could have been a potential mating. 

‘Don’t even go there. You know that’s not why we’re here, right?‘ I shifted in bed, glancing out the large window behind me and lying on my stomach. 

I’m just telling you how it is. He takes care of us not just because he’s afraid we’ll tell anyone about the mate bond,‘ she said, pretty much answering why he takes care of us herself, so I didn’t feel the need to add anything to her comment. 

‘Anyway, I have to sleep now. Tomorrow’s a big day. I’ll be persuading Lord Atwood to let me party and will see which of the brothers has to 

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tag along,‘ I said, wanting to move on from the topic.. 

The strange part was that whenever Ryker’s name came up in conversation, I felt my nipple getting hard, as if he were still sucking on it. Just the thought of my boob being exposed in front of him made. 

me uneasy. 

With that, I drifted off to sleep and woke up early in the morning to loud noises outside my bedroom. I dragged myself out of bed and approached the door, peeking outside. 

“I said, get lost!” Silas shouted at a young omega maid. 

The maid appeared young, probably a little older than me. 

She had her brown short hair all messy, and her green eyes stuck to the ground in shame. Silas‘ bedroom was on the top floor, so why the heck was he yelling on the floor where my bedroom was? 

“What’s going on?” I intervened when I realized he wasn’t letting her go. He kept yelling in her face while she meekly stood with her back. against the wall. 

“You! Don’t interrupt me,” Silas pointed at me and grunted. Even when he was yelling, his voice was rough and deep. He pronounced words. very slowly and didn’t move around too much either. His hands were still in his pants‘ pockets as he hunched over, groaning in her face. 

“So, who is going to fix it? Are you going to type it all out for me?” he muttered, demanding eye contact. 

“I’m sorry, but I can’t type,” she uttered, squeezing her body even closer. 

“Hmm! So then what should we do? Should I fire you and your mother? Should I punish you and your family to clean the prison cell. 

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That was it. I wouldn’t let him bully someone because of a mistake like that. I rushed out of the door wearing my typical short night outfit and stepped between them. It was easy to put my hands on his chest because he never brought his hands out. He knew, even without his body language being aggressive, he was pretty intimidating. I pushed him, or at least tried. Only his right shoulder twisted back, but he didn’t step back. 

“That’s enough. She made a mistake, and she’s sorry. What else do you want her to do now?” I hissed, watching him stare at my face for a moment before he stepped closer, and I gulped. 

“Do you know what she did?” he hunched over me this time, his grey eyes from behind his glasses making me shudder. 

“No,” I replied meekly. 

“Then why are you acting like you’re part of this conversation?” he didn’t yell, only grunted, but that was enough to make me feel uneasy. I gulped again and turned to face the girl. “What did you do?” I had seen Mia around. She was Galinda’s daughter, who had been a maid for the brothers for a very long time. 

“I accidentally closed the document he was working on without saving it,” she mumbled. 

“Actually, I was holding the laptop without realizing I was selecting the text, and then it got deleted, and the blank page is all that’s left there.” She kept her head down as she responded to me. So, I didn’t know much about laptops and stuff, but I knew we could sometimes recover deleted files. However, if Silas was so angry, it must be non- 

retrievable. 

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“And?” Silas whispered from behind me, prompting her to tell the full story. But it was the way his voice sounded from behind me that made me sneakily hug myself. I hated how hormonal I was this early in the morning. 

“And it was the files for the sick member that he had to submit to the council today,” she added, and I understood why he was losing his mind. 

“Oh,” I pouted, “why don’t you type it all again?” I turned to look at Silas, who still had his hands in his pants when he could be using those fingers and putting them to work. 

The heck! Why did the mention of his fingers feel so weird? 

“Because I don’t type. I’m a pack’s healer, a doctor, not some kid who spends time typing assignments on his laptop,” he sounded like a brat, but I didn’t say it to his face, or else he would lose his mind at me. 

“Got it. My typing speed is good; I could have helped you–” I had only said it until then, thinking he would never ask me for help, but he proved me wrong with how unpredictable he could be. He grasped my arm and began pulling me to the staircase. 

“Good. If you want me to forgive her and not punish her family, and since you want to be her hero, sit your a*s in my room and type it all out,” I was amazed at how he didn’t even let me grab another set of outfit and dragged me to the floor I didn’t even know existed on my first day of arrival here. 

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