My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 144

I might have entered some kind of magical bubble. With each stroke of Draven's tongue in my mouth, I felt more blissful, more into it. I was sinking in pleasure, ignoring everyone's shouts and joyful screams. Draven's arms were wrapped around me. He was pulling me closer with every abrupt breath he took, his chest muscles flexing against my body. As the chants around us increased, I became more aware of my surroundings. A flush of embarrassment flooded my face, sending a rapid wave of strength to push Draven away from me. With the impulse I gave him, he broke our kiss and leaned back to watch my blushing face while wearing a huge grin.

"You make me want you even more," he whispered against my lips and gave me a quick peck before releasing me from his embrace.

I took a long exhale, trying to control my emotions. The inside of my mind was distorted. The pain, the guilt, the satisfaction of winning; it all mixed together. I needed a break, a moment to be alone and process everything. The person whom I loved as a family and the mother I wished to reconcile with died because they tried to save me. They died because of me.

Eve Leber was a mother that could never care for me in person, a mother that I had only a faint memory of. Nonetheless, she cared for me enough to send Ezra to watch over me, and Ezra became my substitute father and best friend. When I learned that Ezra had been tortured to death by Derek, I felt as if my soul had been ripped off. If only I could become stronger sooner. Perhaps I could have rescued him. Perhaps he would have been alive…

It wasn't the right time to think about the pain. I had to shove it deep inside me, and pretend that I was all right. I breathed deeply while painting a slightly stiff smile on my face, keeping my focus on Draven. Finally, he put some clothes on that marvelous body of his and immediately transformed into an intimidating leader and a king to be. Fully dressed, he walked over to Marcus's unconscious and still bleeding human body. As he gazed down on the defeated Alpha with a cold smirk on his face, I could see the fear filling the hearts of the Scarlet Valley Pack's members. Since Marcus was in no condition to talk, Draven pointed at his Beta, a broad-shouldered dark-blonde guy with his hair tied in a ponytail.

"You're Neil, right?" Draven's gesture ordered him to step forward.

Neil obeyed with reluctance, stiffly covering his face. His jaw was tense and his hands fisted. Rage was boiling in his veins, but I could see that he was more pissed at Marcus for surrendering than at Draven for defeating him.

"I'm Neil Fotos, once Beta of Alpha Marcus," he squeezed through his teeth.

"Good," Draven said coldly, "call your elders and have them bring them to the audience hall within an hour. The Scarlet Valley is going to sign a pact to end our little conflict."

Neil bowed to Draven, and then quickly turned around and was about to walk away, but Draven jerked his shoulder.

"Take care of this trash before you go," he said, pointing at Marcus's body.

Neil swallowed, "Take care… how?"

"You have dungeons here, don't you?" Draven smirked wickedly.

"Understood." Neil nodded, then waved his hand over three of his pack members to transport Marcus to prison.

I prodded Ian's elbow and leaned over his ear, "Is Draven just going to let them walk freely after all this?"

"It's ok." He shrugged. "They already know that they don't have a chance against us, and they won't risk their lives for someone like Marcus."

"So… they are going to do whatever Alpha Draven tells them to?" I asked, doubtfully.

"They knew that once Marcus lost, they would have to submit to our pack's Alpha. They know the drill, so relax," he smirked and patted my shoulder. "There's no threat coming from them now."

"I'll be relaxed when they sign the pact and the whole pack pledges loyalty to Draven," I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

Ian helped me find a ladies' room where I could wash the blood off of my face and partially off of my body. I still felt uncomfortable, but my reflection in the mirror started to look more like me. Draven wasn't around me, but I couldn't blame him. His Gammas were there to help him arrange the new set of rules for the Scarlet Valley Pack, and they had an insane amount of work before placing a pact proposal in front of the elders. I didn't miss his company. I hated pretending that there was nothing wrong with me when I was having a hard time coping with my newly found reality, and that was what I would have been forced to do by having Draven next to me.

For me, the next hour passed in a blur of my hectic thoughts. Then Draven and his Gammas met with the Scarlet Valley Pack's elders, while the rest of us were told to gather at the pack's hill, right outside the town. It was a place in the woods. I guessed that it was a good area for the wolves to run freely away from human eyes. At that moment, this hill had become a stop for the pack to pledge loyalty to the new Alpha, Alpha Draven. Technically speaking, their pack was going to become a part of the Moon Hill Kingdom. There was going to be a sort-of-governor in charge of the town and the pack in Draven's name. The town and the pack were going to receive Moon Hill Pack's support, but at a price: a tribute to compensate for the old deeds. The money would then go to every pack that had ever suffered from the Scarlet Valley Pack's harassment.

Fortunately, the elders were fully aware of their position and quickly accepted everything Draven offered. I figured that without their Alpha, they could never be safe from the Southern Woods Pack invasion. They gladly signed the treaty put on the table by Moon Hill Pack just to save their sorry asses.