Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land?

Hot desire dominated her and pushed back all her reason and control over her body. She found herself craving for an Alpha’s hot fluid to drip down her throat. Instead of a hard knee that insensitively rubbed between her legs, she needed something else to fill her inside.

Seira wanted to close her eyes as she was eaten by greed like a hungry beast, but even that was impossible.

All that was left was the Omega’s instinct to swallow the Alpha in front of her, her old fiance, Calrad Lowell Viseltium.

Calrad pulled the tip of his glove off with his teeth. With his free hand, he pushed two fingers into her mouth. He pressed her hot and soft tongue as he tried to make her mouth open wider, and Seira stammered as he did so. Calrad scoured her teeth, scratched the roof of her mouth, and then pulled out her tongue as if playing with it.

Finally, he wiped saliva flowing down her chin, put it in his mouth, and licked it in a flash.

Calrad’s pheromone, which swallowed Omega’s saliva, became thicker. His genitals, which had already swelled to the fullest and pushed the front of his pants, stabbed her inside her thigh. It was as if he could poke a hole through the cloth and dig in right away.

Even after her body was swallowed by carnal instinct, when her reaction wasn’t what he expected, Calrad’s mouth twisted.

“Stop being stubborn, Seira.”

Then, he pushed his saliva-soaked hand between her legs. Seira’s pheromone fluctuated in a frenzy when he scratched on her underwear, which had long been drenched wet with her arousal. Regardless of this, he moved his finger along the crack. Calrad rubbed and rubbed until he heard a slurping sound, and then he tore off her cumbersome underwear.

“Isn’t it better for you to be subordinated to me than to break the peace of Hesrad?” Calrad whispered as he put his hand back to her waist.

BANG!

The whole terrace shook as Calrad’s arm suddenly collided with something that came pushing down from above.

“No, Your Majesty.”

The voice was none other than Baron Jeff who gripped Calrad’s arm and held the end of the tightly pulled leather strap.

“Hesrad’s safety should not be kept this way,” he quickly added.

Baron straightened his posture and stood tall on the railing, his yellow eyes shining brightly like a beast in a rather peculiar contrast to his dim face with the moonlight shining behind him.

“Baron, do you dare to disobey me now?”

“It is you who crossed the line first, Your Majesty.”

Calrad’s brows twisted as he glared at Baron, nervously pulling his arm wrapped around the leather strap. The tool wasn’t even enough to hold mana, and immediately broke and collapsed to the floor with a soft thud.

Calrad didn’t even pay attention to it, but wrapped Seira’s body in his cloak. It was as if he couldn’t tolerate the other Alpha’s gaze that touched her.

With his teeth clenched so he wouldn’t be swept by Seira’s pheromone that ran amok, Baron asked, “Please let go of the Duchess Askan now.”

She looked like she suddenly went into heat, her cheeks and neck carelessly revealed, and her breath short and labored. It was only a matter of time before the nobles in the hall noticed.

“Too late,” Calrad firmly cut off Baron’s request as he pressed his lips down on Seira’s forehead as if to show off, “Stop interfering and get out of my way.”

“Your Majesty!”

“You can’t think of her as yours just because you spent one night together, Baron. Are you going to meddle with the imperial family? Your family didn’t raise you as such.”

“…”

Calrad glanced at Baron who bit his lips in frustration, and then hugged Seira wrapped in his cape and strode toward the railing. Baron seemed to be frozen in place, as if he knew he couldn’t do anything at all.

If Calrad left the terrace with Seira like this, it was obvious what would happen soon after. He wouldn’t let Seira go until she imprinted on me.

No matter how long it took, no matter how many days and nights go by. Regardless of whether her body and mind were permanently damaged in the process.

Baron couldn’t let it go like this. He had to stop it even if he broke his oath of loyalty. Suddenly, as Baron grabbed his trembling fist and chewed his lips until it bled, he heard a familiar voice speak.

“My partner was running late, so I came.”

Artificial light flooded into the terrace.

Louis, who fell quietly like the moonlight, looked at Seira in Calrad’s arms with a troubled smile. The magic circle that extended out from his hand was winding the terrace wide before they knew it.

“I don’t think I’ll let this go either, Your Majesty.”

A sharp cracking sound like glass shattered in the air, and it was at that moment Seira finally broke from Calrad’s control over her body.

“Seira!”

Baron hurriedly flung himself toward her and reached out his hands. He noticed that another power had invaded the terrace, as if he had been trying to catch a chance with his breath held.

Calrad tightened his arms around her, and Louis followed her purple afterimage with narrowed eyes.

In conclusion, everyone had failed.

All Calrad had grabbed was his cloak, which he had covered her with, and none of them saw where and how Seira disappeared.