Daughter of oblivion: Claimed by four alpha(s)-Chapter 171 - 169: Oliveeerrr

Eryx nodded, "With Athena."

Both Theo and Rhydric snapped their heads toward him at the same time.

"Athena?" Theo echoed, just to be sure he’d heard right.

"Yeah," Eryx said again, unbothered.

Rhydric said nothing at first. He only stared at Eryx, like the guy had started to grow horns.

"You sneaked up on someone’s Luna?" Rhydric finally asked, his voice low.

Eryx shrugged. "Yeah. And someone’s Luna didn’t seem to have a problem with it."

Theo scoffed sharply, sitting properly on the couch. "Are you insane? Do you have any idea that Azrael would murder you if he finds out you went near his mate."

"I don’t care, Theo," Eryx snapped back. "He already hates me, and I hate him too. So why would I give a damn?" His smile turned sharper. "Especially when Athena isn’t pushing me away."

Rhydric’s jaw tightened. "She’s mated," he said flatly. "Do you think any of this is a joke?"

Eryx met his gaze without flinching. "I don’t care," he repeated. "I’m not letting Athena go. Not for any reason. I don’t care if she’s mated to Azrael or the Moon Goddess herself."

Theo stared at him like he was looking at a ticking bomb. "Do you even understand the consequences of what you’re doing?"

Eryx chuckled softly, almost amused.

"Of course I do." He tilted his head. "Anyone who steals another’s mate gets skinned alive."

Rhydric took a slow sip from his drink.

"Correct."

Eryx smiled. "Good thing I’m not stealing."

He leaned back, confidence dripping from every word. "I want Athena. And Athena wants me too."

Theo dragged a tired hand through his hair, exhaustion written all over his face.

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Jianna stepped into the warehouse with a soft, almost innocent smile playing on her lips, a tray of food balanced carefully in her hands.

Oliver lifted his head the moment he heard footsteps.

But the smell of food hit him instantly. His stomach betrayed him with a low growl before he could stop it.

He clenched his jaw, cursing himself silently. It had been too long since he’d eaten, and now his body was reacting before his pride could catch up.

Jianna’s smile widened. "Didn’t know you were that hungry," she said softly. "I’m sorry, baby."

Oliver turned his face to the side. "I never told you I was hungry."

She rolled her eyes, amused, as she walked closer. "You didn’t have to. Your body talks for you when your ego refuses to."

His wrists were bound tightly to the arms of the chair, his ankles secured to each leg, leaving him helplessly exposed. Jianna stepped right into the space between his spread legs.

Then she dragged a chair closer and sat down directly in front of him. Her knees pressed against the sides of his thighs.

Oliver stiffened immediately. His blood began to boil. Why was she this close? Why did she think she could invade his space like this?

Jianna picked up the fork, speared a bite of food, and lifted it toward his lips. "Have a bite, sweetie." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Oliver shut his mouth tight and turned his face away again, his jaw clenched.

Jianna raised a brow, tilting her head. "Really? Are we doing this now?"

"Untie me," Oliver said coldly, eyes still averted. "And I’ll feed myself."

She laughed, like he’d just told the most ridiculous joke ever.

"You really take me for a fool, don’t you?" she asked, leaning closer. "Untie you? Oh, Oliver... that’ll only happen in your dreams."

As she spoke, she pressed the fork gently against his lips. The press was little and not enough to hurt him, Just enough that refusing would take more effort than he had left.

His stomach twisted. After a long second, he opened his mouth and ate the food.

He hated himself for it. But what could he do?

Jianna’s smile turned satisfied as she slid the food past his lips. She watched him chew, her eyes glued to the movement of his mouth, her lower lip caught briefly between her teeth.

He looked super hot while chewing. She could bet he knows how to take good care of a pussy.

Oliver felt uncomfortable under her gaze, but he ignored it and continue chewing, expecting her to look away.

Instead, her gaze grew more intense, as though she was about to seal her lips with his.

Oliver stopped chewing as his eyes locked on hers. Disgust flashed across his face. "What are you staring at?"

Jianna tilted her head again. "Why did you stop?"

she asked softly. "I like watching your mouth. You must know how to use it perfectly."

His jaw tightened. Anger surged hot and sharp through his veins.

He scoffed. "Yeah. I do," he said, leaning forward as much as his restraints allowed. "You should’ve seen how perfectly I was using it on Athena, the woman I love."

For a split second, something dark flickered across Jianna’s face. Then she smiled slowly.

"You don’t need to worry about that anymore," she said lightly. "You won’t be doing those things with Athena again."

Oliver’s face hardened. "In your dreams."

She laughed as she lifted another forkful to his mouth. This time, he didn’t hesitate before eating.

"We’ll see about that."

When the plate was finally empty, Jianna picked up the glass of water and pressed it gently to his lips. He drank, throat working as she watched, her fingers lingering just a little too close to his skin.

Only when he finished did she pull away, still smiling, as if she’d just done something kind.

Oliver felt sick. He was about to throw up. Her presence alone was enough for his stomach to turn.

Jianna stood up, placed the plate on a nearby table, at the other end of the warehouse. Then she turned to him and walked behind him.

Oliver’s shoulders stiffened the moment he felt her presence behind him. She stopped directly at his back.

Her hands slid down his bare chest from behind slowly, her fingers trailing over his well scripture abs, as if she owned it. The touch was intimate and it made his stomach twist.

Oliver shut his eyes tightly, his jaw clenching so hard it ached. Every muscle in his body screamed to pull away, but the ropes held him there, helpless.

Her breath brushed against his neck.

"Oliveeerr..." Jianna dragged his name out softly, almost lovingly. "Do you really think I went through all this trouble just to let you walk back to Athena?"

Oliver’s eyes snapped open.