Chapter 581
Roy kissed her fiercely, almost as though he were biting her. Despite the searing pain coursing through his body, he couldn’t bring himself to pull away from Molly. His kiss was urgent, desperate, like it was the only thing keeping him tethered to reality. Molly flinched slightly at the sharpness of his bite, the sting making her gasp, but she didn’t pull back. She needed him just as much.
Roy kept murmuring, “Momo…” His kisses were frantic, almost suffocating. The pain in his body was unbearable, but in the moments when he held her, it felt like he could breathe again.
“Momo, you smell so good…” he rambled. Before long, Roy’s ears shifted into wolf form. Then, a tail emerged. It wasn’t long after that he noticed his nails had grown long, sharp, and ugly. It felt like a bucket of cold water was dumped over him. He recoiled, terrified. He felt like a monster, scared that he might hurt her. His eyes filled with panic, his hands quickly trying to hide his claws, afraid Molly would see.
But Molly, noticing his distress, couldn’t help but feel her heart tighten. She gently moved closer to him, her voice soft and comforting. “I don’t care, Roy. I love you, no matter what you are.”
Roy’s breath caught in his throat. He looked at her, his heart aching. “You love me?”
Molly smiled and cupped his face, kissing him gently on the forehead. Then she brushed her lips against his. “Yes, I love you.”
Roy’s breathing quickened, his heart racing. Molly kissed his throat, her lips trailing down. “Aren’t you going to hold me?”
Unable to resist, Roy wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. His grip was tight, and Molly’s body went soft in his embrace. Roy’s voice trembled as he whispered, “Momo… kiss me more… it hurts so much… I missed you.” He was like a parched desert, desperate for water, craving her touch, the comfort of her love. Molly ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him into another kiss.
Roy surrendered, letting her take control, feeling safe in her arms. For a moment, he almost convinced himself this was just a dream. Time passed in a blur, and a drone suddenly flew in, dropping off the medicine Shermaine had sent. Roy’s condition had worsened. His heart wasn’t the only thing out of control. His body was beginning to give way too. Molly took the medicine and immediately placed it in his mouth.
The bitter taste made Roy wrinkle his nose. “Momo, what did you give me?”
Molly smiled softly. “It’s medicine to help you feel better. Trust me. Swallow it.”
Roy nodded, swallowing it obediently, though the bitterness made him grimace. His face was flushed, his body tight with discomfort. But as the medicine took effect, his heart rate began to slow, and his breathing steadied. Holding onto Molly, he said, “Momo, I’m so tired. Just let me sleep for a bit…”
Molly stroked his hair, whispering, “Go ahead, sleep.”
And so, Roy slipped into a deep sleep, his body shifting back into his wolf form, almost as if it were instinct. Molly adjusted his position carefully, making sure he was comfortable, before stepping out of the bathtub. Her clothes had been ruined in the chaos, and as she looked at herself in the mirror, she saw the marks from his desperate grip, bruises and scratches from where he had clung to her. Her skin still tingled from the heat of the moment, but she took a deep breath and turned on the shower. She washed quickly, then grabbed a bathrobe from the closet. After tossing the ruined clothes in the trash, she grabbed a blanket and gently covered Roy. Since she couldn’t lift him, she made the best of it, letting him sleep in the bathtub for the night. It was large enough for him to be comfortable. Once everything was set, she went to the medicine cabinet and applied some ointment to the marks on her body.
She checked her phone and saw a message from Shermaine. [How’s Roy?]
Molly replied: [He’s asleep.]
Shermaine: [Good. Get some rest yourself. Good night.]
Molly: [Bruce’s message came through. I need to head to Avalmere tomorrow morning.]
Shermaine: [Go ahead. Call me if you need anything.]
Molly: [Thank you. Good night.]
She lay down in bed, wincing as she felt the lingering pain from Roy’s touch. Next time, if Roy couldn’t control his strength, she’d make sure he didn’t hold her like that again.
Shermaine had just said goodnight to Molly and was about to settle into bed when the doorbell rang. At this hour, she figured it was probably someone who’d had too much to drink and stumbled to the wrong door. She peered through the peephole, then chuckled to herself. Opening the door, she found Joshua standing there with a bouquet of roses in hand. He grinned and handed them to her. “Surprise!”
Shermaine raised an eyebrow, taking the roses. “So, you just came all the way here to sleep with me?”
Joshua shrugged playfully, not answering directly. Without Shermaine, he couldn’t sleep. And with that thought, he had Apocalypse drive him straight to Ustrana.
It didn’t take long. Apocalypse was fast, and he’d head back in the morning. Shermaine couldn’t help but think it was a bit of a waste for such a high–tech AI to be used just as a ride. Joshua scooped her up, grinning. “Baby, I’ll just nap for a bit and head back.” It was daytime in Wallington, and nighttime in Ustrana, so technically, a nap wasn’t that far off.
Shermaine laughed, lying down on the bed. She placed the roses aside, and Joshua leaned in to kiss her. “Good afternoon, Sheary.” Joshua, who couldn’t even sleep with calming pills, immediately drifted off once he had Shermaine in his arms. After setting an alarm for two hours, it rang, and he woke up feeling totally refreshed.
Meanwhile, Shermaine had fallen asleep. Then, she felt someone nudge her. She blinked awake and saw Joshua staring at her, his eyes dark with longing. “Sheary, I missed you.”
Shermaine raised an eyebrow, suspecting that this was Joshua’s real plan all along. She was just about to kick him out of the bed when he grabbed her leg, kissing her ankle, then slowly working his way up her body.
The morning came in Ustrana. Roy woke up feeling surprisingly good, though he quickly realized he was still in the bathtub, a blanket draped over him. His mind was a bit hazy, and he couldn’t remember when Molly had come back. Last night, he was delirious with the fever, and his memories were a blur. But just the thought of Molly had him leaping out of the bathtub and rushing out of the room.
Molly, exhausted from the previous night, hadn’t had anyone disturb her. It wasn’t until morning that she’d called for help. She was getting ready to leave now, wearing her Martin boots and a black coat, with a gun and a knife hidden under her jacket. Roy’s eyes widened as he dashed toward her, letting out a small howl.
Molly looked over at him, noticing how he was staring at her like he hadn’t remembered anything from last night. “I’m going out. Stay here. Don’t cause trouble. I’ll be back soon.”
Roy grabbed at her clothes, pulling at her sleeve with his teeth, as if saying he wanted to go with her. Molly sighed, feeling a bit defeated. “Are you feeling better?”
Roy let out a howl again, his eyes wide, almost as if he was worried about something he did the night before. Molly raised an eyebrow. “You wanna come with me?”
Roy howled in response, wagging his tail. Molly hesitated for a moment. She really didn’t feel safe leaving him alone, and after considering it, she gave in. “Alright, let’s go together.”
What Roy didn’t know was that Molly was heading out for some serious business: revenge.