The Contract Wife Tries to Leave - Chapter 82
Yesterday, he seemed to have softened, almost as if his germaphobia had eased and his disdain for Omegas was forgotten. But there was no telling how he might feel today. Perhaps his rational mind had returned, and he now regretted what had transpired last night and early this morning.
If that were the case, her presence would only repulse him.
She sighed quietly and closed her eyes. The faint trace of his Alpha pheromones still lingered in the room. Focusing on that lingering scent helped calm her agitated mind, but it also stirred her body into a heightened state of awareness.
Johanna realized once again how bothersome it was to endure an Omega’s heat cycle. She curled up like a shrimp, groaning softly. She wanted to fall asleep, but her body refused to obey her will.
Heat pooled in her lower abdomen. Instinctively, she squeezed her legs together, hugging a cushion tightly. Even though her body was filled with a desperate desire for release, she restrained herself. She still had enough sense left to feel ashamed.
She endured alone, struggling for what felt like an eternity, until she finally drifted into a light sleep.
Leonid appeared in her dreams. He touched her body gently, their lips meeting. Even in her dreams, his pheromones were vividly intoxicating, blending with hers in a chaotic swirl. She could feel him pushing inside her, the sensation startlingly real.
Her body rocked in time with his movements. Ah, ha, moans slipped out in rhythm. The pleasure of mingling without the pain of entry was so sweet it felt like her whole body might melt.
Perhaps because it was a dream, he was incredibly tender. He gazed at her with eyes full of affection, showering her eyelids, cheeks, and lips with small kisses.
It was truly the sensation of being loved, as if her fleeting desires had manifested in her subconscious. That was how Johanna knew this was a dream.
As she reached a climax in her dream, Johanna suddenly awoke, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps. She blinked in a daze. There was no one beside her.
“…”
She stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment before slowly sitting up. Her entire body was drenched in sweat. The fever had completely subsided.
The room, shrouded in deep darkness, was eerily quiet. That silence suddenly felt overwhelmingly empty. The chill of an early summer night seeped into her chest, which felt strangely hollow.
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The heat cycle ended after three days. Leonid did not visit Johanna even once after the first day.
She had thought he might show up at least once, but there was no word from him at all. For some reason, this made her feel strangely downcast.
Not even a note or a message, as if he had completely forgotten about her.
She stopped walking during her stroll and sighed. A sudden realization struck her—she was feeling hurt by his indifference.
“…”
She opened her mouth in disbelief, then let out a small, bitter laugh. What right did she have to feel hurt? It was clear that after going through this ordeal, her heart had grown weak.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she resumed walking. Above her, the archway was covered with blooming red roses.
The figure she had been watching disappeared beyond the lush summer roses.
Only after keeping his eyes fixed on her for a long time did Leonid finally furrowed his brows and look away.
He tried to focus on his work, picking up his pen, but it wasn’t long before he threw it down on the desk and got up.
He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. Staring irritably at the empty garden view, he decided it would be better to turn away. He hurried out of the office, thinking he needed to clear his head, perhaps with a hunt.
Last night, Johanna Lucerne had appeared in his dream.
Waking from a dizzying and lustful dream, the first thing he felt was bewilderment. A few minutes later, he couldn’t help but let out a laugh of disbelief. The fact that he was having such lewd dreams meant that his encounter with her had clearly left quite an impression on him.
It must have been satisfying. After years of abstaining since manifesting as an Alpha, the taste of an Omega’s body must have been quite a thrill.
He concluded as much and began his day with a sense of irritation, trying to shake off the lingering thoughts of Johanna Lucerne and the remnants of his dream that kept surfacing in the corner of his mind.
However, he found it difficult to concentrate even a fraction as well, which only heightened his nerves and flared his temper. Perhaps he should have spent a couple more nights with that woman. But the feeling of losing control over himself, being consumed by his instincts—
That was something he never wanted to experience again.
So he deliberately kept his distance from Johanna Lucerne, taking care not to encounter her by accident. And he intended to continue doing so as much as possible in the future.
It was while such thoughts were wandering through his mind that he caught sight of Johanna during her stroll.
Seeing her outside meant her heat cycle had finally ended… It must have been tough for her, experiencing her first heat, yet he heard she never once sought him out. She managed to endure it with suppressants and fever reducers.
“She’s got a surprisingly stubborn side to her, that woman.”
He let out a short laugh, then swiftly leapt onto his horse. The forest, with its hunting grounds, was adjacent to the estate and belonged to him.
As the lush green waves of the forest flooded his view upon arrival, he cleared his mind of the thoughts that had been muddling his head and focused solely on his animalistic instincts.
In some ways, hunting and s*x were similar.
