Enslaved To The Alphas-Chapter 183: Cold( Trigger Warning)

"Son-in-law. Are you staying the night again?"

Zen paused just inside the doorway and turned his head with a small, questioning look towards Councilman Raymon. Son in law?

Councilman Raymon gave a polite smile and stepped forward, even lowering his head bashfully. Zen gave him a stare. The bashful look did not look good on this man. "Just practising, Your Highness. I hope you do not mind."

Zen’s lips lifted in a small smile. "I don’t mind, Councilman. But keep it within these walls. It would not be good for your standing if the other Elders heard it. They have already been unhappy about your seat on the council ever since they learned Ramona is our mate. They worry you will not remain unbiased. If you start calling me or the others that in public..."

Raymon immediately lifted his hands. "Of course, of course, Your Highness. I would never say such a thing outside and bring trouble upon you. Please be assured."

Zen nodded and chuckled softly. "That would be best... Father-in-law."

With that, he walked up the stairs at an unhurried pace.

Behind him, Councilman Raymon stood very still, hands slowly curling into fists at his sides. For a moment, something in Zen’s tone and the way he had stared at him had reminded him of Prince Kael. His heart had jumped in his chest before he caught himself.

He exhaled. It had only been his imagination. Zen was gentle. Zen was easy to soothe. Zen loved Ramona and so he trusted him easily. That was exactly why this situation was workable.

And Zen had even called him father-in-law. The words rang pleasantly in his mind. Yes, it sounded good. Very good. In the future, all he needed to do was make sure to manipulate this man... the mindless hunter who only knew how to kill when Kael or Lance said so.

However, his smile faded just as quickly. He had hoped Zen would not visit tonight.

There were things he needed to handle. A message to send to the master and orders to receive. And with Zen sleeping under his roof, he would need to be more cautious. He could not risk a single mistake.

Still, it was better that it was Zen here and not Kael. Or worse, Lance. Zen loved Ramona the most. That love blinded him. He would be at ease here, relaxed, unguarded. He would not be watching every corner or listening for every whisper like the other two who were more suspicious and cautious in nature.

Raymon nodded slowly to himself. Yes. This was still fine. He would wait until Zen was asleep before contacting his master. That was all.

A thought crossed his mind then. Maybe he should send some wine to their room to ensure the prince slept soundly through the night.

But then he remembered the last time he had given Ramona drugged wine, Zen had noticed, and he had not been pleased.

No. Better to avoid provoking suspicion again now that everything was calm and they were so near their goals.

And besides, Ramona already knew what was expected of her. She would make sure the prince did not step out until morning.

Raymon took a breath, straightened his robe, and composed his face once more walking towards his own room.

Inside Ramona’s room, the moment Zen stepped in and closed the door behind him, Ramona moved. She threw herself at him with a bright, eager smile, her arms winding around his neck as she pulled him into a fierce kiss.

"I missed you, Zen!" she breathed as she closed her eyes and kissed him.

Zen looked down at the woman in his arms as he kissed her, his eyes cold. His hands rested on her waist lightly and when she pushed herself closer to him, he let her.

Her fingers curled into his shirt to pull him closer. He allowed himself to be guided back toward the bed, step by slow step.

She was quite eager tonight. Eager enough to know she was up to something. So, when her legs touched the bed, he pushed her onto it, before leaning over her, his hands on either side of her head on the bed," Did you miss me so much that you want me inside you?"

He watched her eyes glaze over with lust and she nodded," You know how happy I am that you’ve broken that stupid oath and claim my body. How can I not be eager to be with my mate all the time..."

He smiled and his hand moved to caress her face, before slowly moving towards her neck.

"Zen..." she whispered.

He smiled down at her. "Ramona." Yet his eyes did not match the smile he was giving her.

She did not realize what was happening until it was too late.

Her eyes widened in confusion for a moment as his fingers pressed and he pressed his mouth to hers, taking her lips in a harsh movement. In the next minute, her body sagged in his arms.

He stood then and took off her clothes mechanically, having no interest in her body, before putting her on the pillow. Then, he tied her hands to the bed post and her legs wide to the foot of the bed.

Once she was in position, he stepped away from her and took out the two things that he had left here on the first night.

Without a word, he pressed some lube onto his hands and then on the ’one’ who had claimed her last and continued to claim her over the last many nights.

She moaned as he pushed the elongated phallus into her, his eyes still as cold as ice as he remembered the words that she had told Emira this afternoon, hurting her.

Once done, he wiped his hands on the tissued and patted her cheek, "You made a grave error, Ramona... in hurting the one I value most. And you will soon pay the price for it."