The Alpha's Blind Fate
Chapter 79: Sex Is Really Good

Chapter 79: Sex Is Really Good

DAEMON

"Now let’s start with what you want."

Daemon had to admit, he almost admired how uncaring the woman before him appeared at the sight of the man that worked for her Thralgor Spy Guild.

More than that, he was tempted to applaud her for the fact that she didn’t look like the hell she had gone through in the past few days.

Her shoulders were squared, her chin tipped up haughtily... but it was unlike the manner she appeared six years ago when they last spoke. Back then, she looked like a chicken pretending to be a phoenix. But now, her stature was much more refined; evidence that she had not only gotten used to her high role as Theta, but that she had lived up to the fame attached to said title.

The defiance etched to every curve of her body only stoked his clandestine need to break the fiery spirit that she possessed. Throw that in with the mate bond he now shared with her, it would only make their game of power even more fun, and did Daemon not like the fun.

He could see it. Her unease and her uncomfortableness carefully wrapped under an air of indifference. The slight twitch in her eyes that came from not being used to seeing her surroundings. Her hands now resting on her stomach like a high born lady which she was not.

In all those tiny, seemingly normal gestures, Daemon could see that she pretended them as much as she embodied it all. She was probably thinking of why he made such an unusual move to claim the mate bond. Too bad, Daemon himself didn’t know the answer to that question.

But one thing for sure was the fact that he would enjoy stripping her of all her armour. The title she hid behind, the power she revelled in, and whatever spasm of control she thought she had over her life.

Daemon would strip them all not because she told a false prophecy against him, but for the simple reason that Zina WolfKnight had gotten him curious.

Never in Daemon’s life had he been curious about a thing as he was now curious of her. His curiosity was a hard thing to earn, and yet she had easily earned it without much effort on her side. Since she was flamboyantly begging for his attention, who was he to deny her?

Daemon moved the Aberrant piece two steps forward instead of one. Now, it was submerged in a danger so bad that just a move would take it out.

Here’s the reason why the aberrant piece was abhorred in the wolf chess game, and the exact reason why it was stationed staunchly at the side of the Supreme Shifter.

The reason is because the opposing pieces are not the only piece that have the right to take the Aberrant out. Pieces the same colour and the same team as the Aberrant can take it out too.

While it is indeed, not a favourable move to take out one’s team piece, once the Aberrant is moved and it obstructs other team pieces from making their moves, the Alpha piece of the team makes an order to have it taken out.

Classic horror story of a starving mother eating her own child to stave off hunger.

The move was rightfully called the Kaigan Move. Rightfully derived from the legendary Kaigan story of a snake eating its own tail.

"Do you know who this man is?" Daemon asked her, curious as to how she would respond. The spy in question laid almost motionless and unmoving as if he was dead from all the torture meted to him... and yet she didn’t react brashly.

As expected, she didn’t deny knowing him. "Quit playing your dirty games and tell me what it is you think I want?" She gritted, her eyes spitting fire.

"Why? But the game is only starting. And yet you call it a dirty game."

Daemon watched as her palm balled into a fist. He tsked, as far as he was concerned anger was useless if the only thing you could do about it was bottle it in.

"Why waste your anger when you can’t unleash it?" He asked.

Zina blinked multiple times as if trying to process his words. "What would you have me do?! Maul you to death with the pieces on the board?!" She growled.

Ahh, so there was fire in her.

"I mean you could try that at least." Daemon said.

Remembering he had to leave for South in the early morning, he decided to move straight to his mission as Zina simply stared at him through hate clouded eyes.

"That night, a story teller told the story of me being the reincarnation of the Great Beast Wolf and you paid said storyteller. One night later, posters of the same went all over the capital originating from your Thralgor Spy Guild so I shall ask; what is your intention?"

She seemed to be in a momentary shock as to how much he knew which Daemon almost felt insulted by, but she quickly recovered, exhaling harshly.

"I admit it," she began to say in a collected voice that resembled nothing of the storm that brewed in her eyes. "It was my intention to pull down Eldric NorthSteed, and please, not for my own righteousness—I know I am far from being righteous—but it was simply because I thought it was the right thing. But now, I am not as convinced that I made the right choice to think you fit to take his place."

Daemon found some parts of her response extremely laughable. He stalked for her, and to her benefit, she didn’t back away from his approach.

"Why?" He sneered at her face, "because I caused you to be abducted, thus winning the war?"

She frowned. "What does abducting me have to do with winning the war?"

Daemon shut his eyes, pinching the space between his forehead.

Of course she knew nothing about the Matriarchy and the nonsense they spewed about her and her origins.

Quickly changing the subject he said, "It is time for me to come back to the Arctic North and take my place."

Zina tipped her chin even higher if that were possible as if trying to reach his tall height which was laughable. Even though she was modestly tall for a woman, her head only reached his chest.

"And by your place I suppose you mean as Alpha King?"

Daemon smiled shrewdly. "That is what I want, to be the Alpha King of the North. I will defeat Eldric easily, but as for damage control, that will be within your purview, Theta. Now tell me what you want."

She said nothing, her eyes almost burning from the thoughts that were running through her head. A head that Daemon, against his own wish, could not help from admiring the fine silver almost white tresses.

He imagined his hand bunching them together as he drove into her as they slid into the embrace of pleasure and oblivion. He quickly shook off the thought, remembering one of the reasons why he had been more than eager to quickly end the war.

He needed to have sex after four months of no activity. And the kind he needed was not the type the stuck up woman—most probably a virgin—standing before him could offer.

That’s if she could offer anything at all. Although Daemon knew that despite the fact she acted unperturbed, she was sorely affected by the so-called pull between them.

But Daemon was not her. For unlike her, he had better control of his desires. And not even a bond granted by the moon goddess could snap such control.

He was no fool, he had heard all about the ins and outs of the mate bond. The uncontrollable desire that came with it. But as far they were both concerned, their desire ended just there... at simple want.

Until Daemon claimed Zina through sex, they were just mates who wanted each other. For that reason, he was going to be more determined to make sure they never needed each other which meant avoiding sex with her, and avoiding sex with her meant avoiding claiming her till their mind and bodies were inextricably and painfully bond together.

Too bad, she was really a beautiful woman. And in a normal world, maybe she would have been a beautiful mate.

But Daemon didn’t need to worry much about the matter as Zina finally answered determinedly. "I wish to become the high priestess of the Temple. With my own abilities of course, but that means we cannot complete the mate bond for I plan on holding onto my vow of chastity."

Vow of chastity?

Daemon was fine with whatever vows she wanted to keep, but those words peeved him for some reason. He took a step closer to her till there was no space between them. Corner of his eyes crinkling with dark humour he said,

"Are you sure about that? Believe me, sex is really good despite the apparent aversion the Matriarchy has for it."

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