Chapter 117: Rollercoaster

Noah’s POV

I struggle against Elias as his strong arms cage me to his body.

It’s annoying that even though he’s not as big as Damien, he’s still stronger than me. The worst part is that he’s clearly not putting effort into holding me down.

"Let go of me!" I yell in frustration and anger.

"You asked to know what was said. I’m doing my part, why the fuck are you trying to run from me?" Elias snarls and I jerk my head backwards.

My intention is to break his already bleeding nose, but I miss.

This man makes my blood boil!

"You can’t just throw a marking order at me, are you insane?" I yell in disbelief, squirming to get away but he doesn’t let go.

"Elias let go" I hiss at him, and he stays still while staying stiff.

Exhausted by him, I huff and give up on fighting him. I relax against his body and he relaxes too.

Right, Elias Deus understands logic and not emotions.

I force myself to breathe through the panic rising inside of me.

"Was that really how the conversation went?" I ask and he makes a strangled noise.

"No" he says.

"What else was it about?" I ask in my governor’s son tone. I’m only pretending to be calm when I’m falling apart inside.

"Why hate the idea of being marked by me?" Elias asks in a voice that sounds painfully suppressed.

"I don’t hate the idea of being marked by you...I..." my voice trails off and I swallow.

Goddess, how do I explain this without looking like an idiot? I take a moment to feel his heartbeat against my back before speaking.

"I have always looked forward to sharing that moment with someone who loves me" I say and I hear Elias swallowing behind me.

I should have said ’I have always looked forward to sharing that moment with someone I love, and someone who loves me’ but those words will never apply to us.

I already love my enemy.

Truth be told, I want him to mark me and possess me completely. But what if my dad is innocent and Elias is really an enemy...what then? Do I become a marked omega who is without his alpha? Do I live as a rouge omega?

It’s hard.

There’s no safe landing spot for me.

I love Elias, but he can never love me, I’m just a tool to him.

"You want to be marked by someone who loves you?" Elias asks in a quieter voice and I nod.

It’s stupid, I know.

Years of reading forbidden materials of true love and moonlight kisses have scrambled my brain, but after spending today with Siren, I’m sure an omega is permitted to dream too.

"You want someone like Roman?" the alpha growls Roman’s name like it’s an insult, and I freeze on his lap.

What?

Goddess, I’ve forgotten all about Roman.

"I see...so if Roman was the one offering to bite you, you’d bare your pretty neck to him, wouldn’t you?" Elias sneers while my brain reels.

Why does he sound so upset about it?

"Oh my goddess...Elias, are you jealous of Roman?" I ask in disbelief.

"Yes, I am" the alpha snaps bluntly and I melt like butter.

Inside my head, I’m swooning. My heart is skipping like a little lamb, butterflies are fluttering restlessly, and I’m giggling like a teenager who has a crush on the most handsome boy in school.

I turn around in the seat to straddle him despite how uncomfortable it feels.

His eyes are guarded. They are dark and sharp, but they lack the evil I saw in the basement.

"Why are you jealous of him? I’m wearing your ring" I say to him, lifting my hand to show him the unwanted ring on my finger.

"You have my ring, but he has your heart, doesn’t he?" Elias asks without taking his eyes off mine.

"He knows your wishes and he was your first kiss" the alpha continues to talk, and my chest warms up.

Wait...I’m supposed to be fighting against him. I guess the battle can wait.

"You’re my real first kiss-" I say and his scowl deepens.

"The motherfucker put his lips on you first. He got to have you while I spent my life looking for you" Elias says with bitterness in his tone.

He sounds like he’s struggling to talk to me and everything in me wants to tell him the truth of my feelings, but logic stops me and I avert my gaze from his eyes to his nose.

It’s better we change topics.

"Let’s not talk about that right now. I still don’t know my fate with your family..." I look between us, "...and I think I’m getting too comfortable with falling into my enemy’s lap" I murmur and he puts his hands on my waist.

"The document your father signed was done when you were underage and you were under your father by the law" Elias says, suddenly growing cold and switching to business.

Jerk.

I don’t understand how he can go from hot and possessive lover to cold and professional mafia underlord.

It pricks my skin that he’s such a mechanical and painfully handsome jerk.

’Right, we’re talking about legal ownership and basic human treatment. Focus, Noah’ I say to myself in my head.

"I’m a legal adult now, I should be able to get myself out of it...right?" I ask and Elias winces.

"You’re an adult but you’re still an omega. The law everywhere requires you to have an...handler" he says the word like he hates it.

Yes. I know that part of the law. I studied it too and I’m aware that it’s for the safety of omegas everywhere.

They need to have someone to defend them. A husband, an employee, an alpha, a beta, a parent, a mate or even a pack where they belong.

"When your parent signed you to Julian, it was done under Winslow slave trade but protected by the law under the ’handler’ expectations for omegas" Elias explains and my stomach sinks.

"But you’ve married me...doesn’t it annul the contract?"

"If contracts were that easy to break, the world would be fucking easy to destroy, Angel" he says.

My brows draw together as I search my brain for a way out. I can’t go from cage to cage. I don’t want to.

"My marriage to you is a crime, beautiful. Julian might use it as a means to force you back to himself" Elias says softly.

My vision starts to burn, and my sinus starts to sting.

"What’s...what’s my way out?" I stutter.

"Fuck, don’t cry, Angel" Elias mutters.

"I’m not crying" I lie and a single tear runs down my cheek.

Elias strokes my cheek to wipe the tear off, and even though I can’t see it, I smell the blood from his finger being transferred to my face.

"Fuck...I didn’t want to taint you" he says under his breath and I laugh softly.

"Says the man who threatened to break me" I say, hiccupping like I always do when I cry, and the corner of Elias’s lips lifts in a half smile.

"When you break completely, that would be between us" he says.

"But really...is being marked my only option?" I ask, bringing us back to the conversation we started with.

"Yes. Biology is the only loophole. If he takes the case to court, he’d have to face trial for careless ownership" Elias says.

"That bastard should have collared you years ago...he should have kept you hidden from me" he brings his hand down to the pulse point on my neck and rubs his thumb over it.

My eyes flutter shut at his touch.

He’s not even trying to make me surrender, but my body is already willing to submit to him.

"Come on, let’s get washed. We need to get some rest for tomorrow’s trip" he says.

"We’re going to Winslow...right?" I ask and he nods, patting my hips to make me get off.

I get off his body and head for the bathroom first.

I take my clothes off without shyness and wait for Elias to show up.

When he doesn’t join me after a few seconds, I head for the door and stick my head out. The sight that greets me is horrifying.

I didn’t hide my new dildos, and Elias is currently holding up the bag that contains them.

"Noah..." he says my name, turning his head to look at me, and I run out of the bathroom to snatch it from him.

"Put it back!" I shriek.