Sorry I'm Mated To The Commander novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107 Someone Is Pulling The Strings

Chapter 107 Someone Is Pulling The Strings

During his rut, Atlas was as clingy as ever.

Layla had gotten used to this now.

She walked over to the bar, poured a glass of warm milk for the fox, and slid it in front of him. “Bet you’re tired. Drink some milk and take it easy.”

November’s ears perked up for a moment, then he looked up, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “It’s the first time. No one ever said that to me.”

Layla said, “Of course, you must be tough. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be the only one on Alpha Prime who gets called the God of War. And then that’s what happened today. So, what’s up with all those prisoners suddenly dying?”

“They killed themselves. I think they were hiding something, afraid I’d dig it up, so they made sure to end it before I got back,” November said, taking a sip of the warm milk.

Normally, he never drank warm milk. He usually went for chilled, strong drinks, something with a kick.

But today, somehow, warm milk just hit the spot.

Layla was curious. “How did they all end up killing themselves together? By the way, I just talked to Annie. She said Randall got hurt because of this. Did he try to stop one of them?”

November shook his head. “He couldn’t stop it. That person still died. But Weston found a weird device in their bodies. It was already destroyed, though. Now he’s trying to reconstruct it and see what it does.”

Things just kept getting more complicated.

Weston kept insisting those people weren’t rebels, and November knew him well. November thought, ‘Weston might seem a bit eccentric sometimes, but he is shrewd. He never said stuff like that without a good reason.’

When Layla heard it was some weird gadget, her curiosity was piqued. “Mind if I check it out?”

November whined, “Come on, Layla, I’ve been running around all day. I finally got to chill. Can’t you just hang out with me

for a while?”

He looked like the saddest little fox ever.

Layla caved instantly. She nodded. “Okay, I’ll ask Weston about it tomorrow and find out what that thing really is.”

That night, as they cuddled together, Zee tsked in November’s earpiece. “Atlas, you’re really getting better at faking being yourself.”

In the darkness, November curled his lips in a cold smirk, switched Zee off without a word, then hugged Layla tighter against his chest.

He slept dreamlessly through the night.

*****

The next morning, Layla woke up feeling way too hot.

She opened her eyes to find November sprawled all over her, his nine tails/spread out across the bed, most of them wrapped around her.

Layla’s mouth twitched.

‘Seriously, am I going to get suffocated by this fox, or just overheat to death, before I even get to divorce November?’ she thought.

“November, wake up,” Layla said, giving him a nudge. He slowly opened his eyes, his long lashes fluttering, a little mistiness still lingering there, making his blue eyes heartbreakingly gorgeous.

Layla suddenly wanted to plant a kiss on his eyes.

But she forced herself to resist.

November checked his optical computer, saw the time, and muttered, “Ugh, it’s only seven.”

Layla wondered, ‘Does November really not get up this early?’

But then she remembered how November had been running around all day yesterday, and during his rut, he was definitely not as efficient as usual. He must be exhauste

Successfully unlocked!

“Why don’t you get some more sleep? I’ll go see wheel to upset said.

A few minutes later, Layla got herself together and headed out. Once she was gone, November sat up slowly, rubbing his

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forehead, his hair a little messy.

The blanket slipped off him, falling to the side.

The rose-scented pheromone lingering in the air was fading, and the cool cedar notes were vanishing along with it.

November cursed inwardly, ‘Damn it.

‘I should’ve just tossed that old man off the ship when I had the chance.’

*****

Meanwhile, Layla headed over to Weston’s place, but as expected, he wasn’t there. After asking a few stellar rangers, she found out he hadn’t come back all night. He’d been holed up in the lab, working on that busted special gadget. “Weston, what is this thing? You really spent the whole night on it?” Layla asked.

Weston was sipping on a cup of milk. He took a sip and said, “This thing is fascinating. Looks like I’ve run into someone from my hometown.”

Layla blinked in surprise. “Someone from your hometown?”

“Yeah, if I’m right, the person who made this is also an artificer,” Weston replied.

Layla had grown up hearing Weston talk about artificers, and she always pictured a regular mech engineer. But she knew that when Weston said ‘artificer,’ he meant something way rarer and more unique than any ordinary mech engineer.

Weston always claimed he was the only one in the entire universe who could do this kind of work.

‘So now there’s someone else out there?’ Layla wondered.

“Weston, why would someone make something like this? And why did everyone have one implanted?” Layla asked.

Weston stroked his beard. “This device can control a person’s mind, and at a critical moment, it releases poison. The most important thing is, ordinary machines can’t detect it at all.”

Layla’s pupils contracted sharply. She suddenly remembered that back at the port, those people had moved in perfect unison.

‘Could it be that someone was controlling them from behind the scenes?’ she wondered.

Weston’s frown got so deep it looked like he could squash a bug with it.

He yanked off his white lab coat, rambling, “Someone is pulling the strings, making these people pose as rebels and slaughter civilians left and right. No, I need to tell him about this, ASAP!”

“Who are you going to tell?” Layla called out, chasing after him. Right then, the lab door swung open, and Atlas walked in.

‘Atlas isn’t wearing his mask. Is he just trying to act all normal?’ Layla couldn’t help but wonder.

Weston glanced at Atlas. “Your Highness, I already filled Layla in about that device. Just ask her, I’m outta here.”

With that, Weston bolted out of the room.

Before Atlas could even ask, Layla jumped in, “Weston said that device can control people’s minds, and the poison inside can kill them instantly. Regular scanners can’t pick them up. Someone is definitely pulling the strings behind the scenes.

“And whoever is behind this is using these people like a suicide squad, making them pose as rebels. They’re probably plotting something way bigger. They even knew you were coming back… Could there be a mole in your team?”

Things were getting more serious by the minute. If there really was a powerful force pulling the strings behind the scenes, it could pose a real threat to Alpha Prime’s safety.

And if there was a traitor right next to Atlas, that would be a total disaster.

With his eyes half-lowered, Atlas said, “Layla, I might have to head back to Alpha Prime.”

After spending the New Year together and all this time side by side, Atlas realized he’d gotten used to having Layla around.

But right now, he had to put his mask back on and become Atlas again.

Layla knew November could be super clingy, but even now, with everything happening, he still had the people of Alpha Prime on his mind. That made her feel a quiet, proud warmth inside.

She nodded. “I’m heading back to Alpha Prime, too. I want to get Celia and the others settled in before the semester starts. Looks like I’ve got a busy stretch ahead.”

“I’ll come find you when I’m done,” Atlas said.

Seeing Atlas giving her those puppy-dog eyes, Layla couldn’t help but think, ‘Bet when your rut’s over, you won’t even bother looking for me anymore.’

Chapter 107 Someone Is Pulling The Strings

Almost without thinking, Layla reached out and stroked Atlas’s cheek. He lowered his gaze, inching closer to her.

Pheromones danced wildly in the air between them.

With another separation looming, both of them couldn’t help but feel a bittersweet ache in their hearts.

Just as they were about to kiss, the lab door burst open.

Weston yelled, “November, get me a spaceship, will you? I can’t fly one myself. What the hell!”

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