Chapter Eighteen

Cartan

I couldn't deny that I would rather have known the whereabouts of the other princesses immediately, but I had to admire the strength of my determined little Omega. She was a challenge to unravel, and I found great pleasure in it.

Never had a woman made me yearn to remain between her legs until the sun ceased to burn or to pleasure her with my tongue for an eternity, surviving only on the sweet slick she was producing. But that was precisely what my Omega reduced me to.

I had assumed it might become easier, but it seemed that each time we mated, the longing grew stronger. Moreover, her enticing scent was gradually returning, driving me into a maddening frenzy of desire. I longed to bask in its heavenly sweetness while keeping it all to myself.

It would be challenging to allow other Alphas near her, but I couldn't let her continue taking the herbs. I craved her scent, feeling entitled to it, and it was finally making its way back to me. However, I couldn't be a selfish Alpha. I needed to learn the whereabouts of those princesses.

I knew I was close to breaking Kiandra. Her concern for her sisters was evident, and every time I fucked her and purred, she understood just how secure she could be with an Alpha. Her resolve was slowly weakening, and I just needed a bit more time.

So I returned the next day, repeating the same questions, denying her any pleasure. When I came back on the third day and followed the same routine, taking her three times and leaving Kiandra a trembling, panting mess, sprawled beneath me and tearfully begging to be allowed release, I heard her mumble something.

"What?" I whispered.

She took deep breaths, attempting to compose herself. I pulled back slightly, gazing into her tear-filled, sweet brown eyes. She just wanted her Alpha to grant her release, but she had to earn it first. However, she looked incredibly alluring in her disheveled state, with wet cheeks and trembling lips. I struggled to resist the temptation to taste her tears with my tongue.

"Geylash," she finally managed to say. "It's … it's a smaller city on Rocky Island. It would be a wise place to seek help. Our father loved the city, but also…"

"Also?" I inquired, urging her to continue.

She bit her lip and shook her head slightly, as if she couldn't muster the strength to utter the words. I leaned in, nuzzling her neck, and began purring for her. She let out a contented sigh, immediately relaxing against me. However, it still wasn't enough to prompt her to reveal more. I slipped a hand between our bodies, finding her needy clit and tracing slow circles around it, making her whimper.

"Alpha," she panted, and I relished the way she addressed me.

"Where else?" I whispered in her ear. Strangely, I didn't enjoy using her pleasure as leverage. Every fiber of my being urged me to bring her to climax repeatedly, so she would understand that no other Alpha could make her feel this way, and she would need only me. However, it was a cunning strategy to break her, and as she started to quiver in anticipation of her release, I slowed down.

"No…" she whimpered.

"Where else?" I questioned.

"Velisha!" she cried out.

I stopped teasing her clit, and she began sobbing once more.

"No, don't stop!" she pleaded desperately.

"Velisha is nothing but a small farming town, with little of value," I reminded her, locking eyes with her.

She sniffled and nodded. "Our mother lived there."

"Your mother was originally from the Mainlands," I corrected.

Kiandra nodded, taking deep breaths to compose herself. "Yes, that's true. She was born there but fled the place when her father intended to tie her to an Alpha she hadn't chosen herself. She took a ship to the Rocky Island and ended up in Velisha. That's where our father found her after hearing about the constant attacks they faced. He saved her, and they fell in love. My mother cherished the simplicity of Velisha. Maybe..."

"Maybe they went there," I finished her thought. "Nostalgia can be a powerful force."

She nodded, biting her lip, and I could see the guilt in her eyes for revealing this information. Nevertheless, my little Omega would be rewarded for her honesty. I began stroking her clit again, and she moaned loudly, tilting her head back to accept everything I offered. It took only a few strokes, and she trembled, climaxing beneath me. She clung to my body, her pussy contracting around me, as if trying to milk every drop of cum from me.

As she reached her peak, my knot began to release her, and I continued thrusting through her orgasm, pushing her into another intense climax that had her panting my name repeatedly. She was undoubtedly a gift from the Gods, enough to drive me utterly insane.

"Is there anywhere else? Could they have left the island?" I asked, feeling the buildup of an orgasm inside me, my balls heavy and ready to release once more.

"I…" My little Omega whimpered again, succumbing to another climax, her nails raking down my back, which only intensified my pleasure.

I claimed her lips, forcing myself to slow down again, despite her protests and her biting down on my skin. I felt a slight sting, and then she began sucking on my bottom lip, savoring the blood that trickled from it. It drove me even wilder, and I thrust into her without restraint, unable to focus on anything else. She wrapped her legs around me as tightly as she could and allowed me to enter her repeatedly, giving me immense pleasure. The walls seemed to shake from my roar as I climaxed, knotting us together once more and emptying myself completely inside her.

We both collapsed onto the bed, thoroughly content, and she nuzzled against my neck, prompting me to purr for her immediately. She sighed so contentedly that it sent shivers of delight down my spine, and I held her close, covering her body with mine.

"Anywhere else?" I inquired once more. "Could any of them have decided it was better to flee the island?"

"Cassia," she whispered, breathing me in and becoming intoxicated by my scent.

"The second eldest?"

"Yes. She is fierce, she enjoys combat."

"An Omega who fights?" I questioned.

"She has trained with the guards. She is skilled with weapons. She might see this as her opportunity."

"Would she be audacious enough to attempt to rescue you?" I asked, thinking there might be one Omega I wouldn't need to search for.

"Perhaps," she replied, her voice revealing the impact of the orgasms and our bond.

"What about the eldest?"

"She will most likely stay. That is her home," Kiandra informed me.

"And the third eldest? Where might she go?"

Kiandra fell silent, which puzzled me. I pulled back, seeing her blink rapidly, as if emerging from a trance. I reached out, cupping her jaw in my hand to ensure she stayed focused on me.

"Well?"

"I-I'm not sure," she whispered, glancing down and displaying her submission.

"Why not?"

"She…"

"Yes?"

"She would rather die than belong to an Alpha," Kiandra admitted, sending a chill down my spine. These four Omegas could be the last ones left in the world, unless others were hiding using the herbs as well. But we couldn't afford to lose any more. We needed to locate the third eldest as quickly as possible.

"How can you be so certain?"

"She wrote a goodbye letter before your attack," she revealed. "Our sister scolded her for taking such a drastic step, but she's terrified."

"And you don't know where she might go?"

Kiandra shook her head. "Solana is complex. I can't decipher her thought process."

"Take a guess. The world can be a harsh place. If fear has driven her to the edge of desperation, it's crucial that you think now, Kiandra."

My serious tone caused her eyes to widen, and I could see her sharp mind working quickly. She understood that her sister wouldn't fare well in the outside world. If the Omegas didn't stick together, I needed to explore every possible hiding spot.

"Maybe the High Tower. It's an old library in the West," she whispered.

"I'm familiar with it."

"If she hasn't left the island, she could be there."

"And if she left?"

"Search any place with art and poetry. She enjoys those, or anywhere she might find supplies for drawing and painting," Kiandra explained.

"She's on the run. Do you think she would take the time for that?"

"When we are frightened, we seek the things that bring us solace. Why do you think you have brought me to such distress? I want my books!" she snarled at me, surprising me with her strength. But I smiled and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. She moaned against me, surrendering to my embrace.

"You will have your books. Even more when we reach the Mainlands."