Chapter 286: Jisung’s story 11: Back again.

Sehwa’s POV

We only talk on the phone, only when it’s night and no one is looking...but I don’t mind.

I’ve heard his laughter once; I got to know that he used to be a scrawny kid and used to use glasses instead of the contacts he uses now.

We talked well, but suddenly things changed.

"Hit harder" he says strictly to his student.

I watch the alpha teach, and my eyes don’t leave his face.

We haven’t had time for each other for almost two weeks now, and that look in his eyes seems worse, it was gone...but now it’s back.

I tried to stay back because I understand what we are.

We agreed pleasure, not feeling, also there’s a lot happening in the clan and the last thing I want to do is get in his way.

Jisung has been closer with the Luna and his family, and I have been harboring jealousy that I have no right to feel towards the perfect omega.

Today it was announced that young lord Jaehyun’s mate has woken up from the traumatic delivery.

New guards are needed to take up more posts, which means training must happen faster, and even harder.

Jisung has to directly teach now, and I am starting to see the part of him that people fear; cold, strict and disciplined.

My partner twists my arm and throws me to the floor, making me gasp in pain, the overthrowing was unexpected.

"Arrgh!" I shout and everyone stops to look at me on the floor, and I swear under my breath in shame.

"Jeon Seohwa" Jisung barks my name and I straighten, groaning as I sit up, "get the fuck up" he orders.

"Yes sir" I respond as I pull myself up.

"Explain yourself" he says and I bow waist deep, hands by my side and head low.

"I lost focus sir" I say loudly.

He doesn’t say anything, but within seconds he’s in front of me, and in the blink of an eye, my back is on the floor and my head throbbing.

"Do you see that?" he growls at me roughly, pressing his arm against my neck hard enough that I grunt in pain.

"Do you see? Huh?" he asks and I nod in fear.

"Your life will be gone in the blink of an eye, beta, and you will be dead" he says, his voice is not like the man that apologized to me for our misunderstanding that night.

This is the righthand man of the clan’s lord and I am just a simple recruited guard.

"I’m sorry sir" I manage to say through the pressure on and he gets off me.

I momentarily forget that I am in front of other people, that I’m not permitted to be upset about him scolding me, so I get up.

"I’m sorry, I will do better" I say loudly and bow to the other trainees who are looking at me with pity.

Nothing hurts so I go straight to fighting again.

When it all ends, I wait for others to leave, watching them walk out one by one, sore from the intense training.

Jisung takes his seat on the floor with his back against the mirror, and I wait for him to notice me, but he doesn’t, he pulls a cigar and puts it between his lips.

"It’s not okay to smoke after intense training" I say and he looks up at me, his eyes are red rimmed from tired.

"Shit, you’re still here" he says with genuine surprise, and I sit next to him, resting my back against the mirror too.

"You don’t want me here?" I ask in a deep voice and he chuckles softly, taking a drag of the cigar and tilting his head to let out a thick cloud of smoke.

I watch him worshipfully, the bob of his Adam’s apple, the grey hair at his temple...he looks like he has slipped into whatever thought is weighing down.

Whatever it is, it must have so much power over him.

"You didn’t answer the question" I say and he looks at me, studying me for a few seconds.

"I want you" he says, and without need for prompt, I get on my knees and start to take my wet shirt off my body.

I want you, not I want you here, I want you.

"I’m here" I say and I see his eyes slowly darken as I take my remaining clothes off, raking over my body with dark heat.

Again, like last time, when he looks at me like this, he doesn’t have that heavy sadness that I hate.

"Sehwa..." he whispers my name and I straddle him, placing myself on his lap.

"Sehwa" he says my name like a warning, but I don’t let him say anything else, I press my mouth to kiss, and he groans softly before kissing me harder.

He places his hand on my lower back and with the same force he knocked me down with earlier, he kisses me deeply.

He tastes like the cigar he’s having, I should hate it, but I don’t.

The alpha breaks our kiss to look at me.

"The door is unlocked" he says and my eyes widen as I realize how reckless I’m being right now.

The alpha’s hand tighten around my naked waist, pressing me against his hardness.

"Wait..." I gasp and he presses his face into my neck, the place where my scent should be prominent and I gasp in pleasure.

"Wait?" he asks and slides his wide hand down to my ass, and I moan in surprise.

"Alpha" I whimper as he lightly bites down on my neck, sending shots of sparks down my spine and to my cock.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asks and I shake my head.

"I don’t have lube, I’ll only..."

"No...use spit" I say quickly, cheek burning red with my own suggestion, but I don’t want him to let me go.

"Fuck..." he curses and I roll my hips on him, grinding my stiff cock against his clothed body.