“You’re going to want to let go,” he told the alpha in an even tone. “And then I’m going to have to ask you to vacate the premises. Unfortunately, you’ve broken several of our rules and overstayed your welcome.”
The alpha snorted. “Who are you to kick me out, huh? You’re nothing but a whore!” He tapped on his multi-slate screen and then thrust his arm out to Shiloh, offering the device. “Here. Bet you’ve never seen so many zeros in your life, isn’t that right? I’m paying to have you on your knees, so be a good little bitch and—”
Shiloh struck, unwilling to hear any more. His foot connected with the man’s right shin, and when he doubled over from the pain, Shiloh’s knee shot up, knocking against the underside of his chin hard enough to whip his head back.
Not wanting to give him time to recover—mostly because he was annoyed by the sound of the guy’s voice—Shiloh delivered a roundhouse kick.
The alpha’s head whacked loudly against the wall, and he slid down in a daze.
Shiloh took a single step forward and crouched in front of him. “You asked who I am?” He made sure his voice lifted, loud enough for the crowd to overhear. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Shiloh Sobu. I like long walks on the beach during thunderstorms, kittens, and fucking people up. Oh.” Shilohgrinned. “And some people know me as the Prince of the Eumia. But if that isn’t enough to scare you, my alpha is the underboss. Should I introduce you? I’m sure he’d love to meet the man who just tried to get me on my knees.”
The shit-stain went pale.
And then threw up all over Shiloh’s shoes.
Chapter 16:
Those fuckers.
His little prince was going to regret this later Sarang thought as he sat up and pulled his t-shirt over his head, tossing it to the side. He was covered in sweat from the heat pouring in through the vents, but his discomfort didn’t seem to be enough to convince Shiloh to cut the crap.
He, Bishop, or both, were most definitely watching from some hidden camera Sarang had been unable to locate, no matter how hard he’d tried this past week. Eventually, he’d given up, and now, his eyes wandered across the room to the water bottle sitting on the small wooden table.
If he drank, he’d be admitting defeat, but if he didn’t…
Dehydration was a real possibility at this point.
Every night, Bishop delivered the water bottle and left a piece of Shiloh’s clothing next to it. The clothing carriedthe omega’s smell, heavily scented with pheromones that were meant to incite arousal.
There was an obvious empty spot on the table tonight, however, and Sarang couldn’t figure out if it was an attempt at a trick or a warning.
Was Shiloh trying to get him to drop his guard and drink since the implication was there wasn’t a drug this time?
Or was the omega telling him he’d start taking things away if he didn’t start playing along?
If it was the latter, what was next?
Sarang held up the book he’d been pretending to read for the better part of an hour. Truthfully, he wasn’t able to concentrate on anything. He’d gone longer than this without stabilizing the life-bond, but he couldn’t recall the last time he and Shiloh had spent a full week apart.
He didn’t like it.
Which infuriated him and made him disappointed in himself.
The prince had locked him up, taken away his multi-slate, and was drugging him. This new version of Shiloh should turn Sarang off completely, and yet he still longed for the omega.
Longed to understand him.
To get to know him.
Maybe in doing so, he’d be able to shake this affection. There was no way of knowing until the two of them spoke again…Which was the whole reason he’d been holding out, but now it seemed like he was about to bested anyway.
Sarang slowly got off the bed and made his way toward the table.
If he drank, would Shiloh come?
One thing that hadn’t changed was the omega’s stubbornness. If he wanted something, he wouldn’t relent untilit was his. That was how he’d pressured Sarang into turning the other cheek every disagreement.
Shiloh was exercising his control over him. Proving a point. The longer Sarang fought against it, the more time would pass with them apart.
