Vengeance in His Bed novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188: Whatever You Say, Wifey

Himelda’s face flushed to a furious crimson, her jaw tightening until her teeth ground together. Without offering a single word in response, she spun on her heel as she marched furiously back toward her quarters, slamming the corridor doors behind her.

Guron didn’t even watch her leave. His gaze slowly drifted across Jannah’s frame, tracking the physical lines of her posture until his eyes suddenly locked onto the side of her neck. The pale skin was discolored, a swollen mark radiating a biological energy.

A wide, delighted grin shattered Guron’s stern expression. He swung his gaze toward his son, letting out a loud, roaring laugh that vibrated through the ceilings.

"Ha! Dorrent, look at that!" Guron roared with delight, slapping his palm against his son’s shoulder. "Did you actually manage to mark the little omega last night?"

Dorrent’s lips curled into an arrogant smirk, his eyes flashing with triumph as he glanced at Jannah’s rigid form. He tilted his head with a casual, chilling indifference. "Of course, Father," he murmured, his voice dipping into a register that made Jannah’s stomach twist in humiliation. "How could I not with my charms? The girl’s treacherous body couldn’t help itself."

"A bond means absolutely nothing at all!" Jannah suddenly shrieked, her voice cracking with anger as she stepped forward, her hands clenching into tight fists against her thighs. Her face was flushed with humiliation, her pupils dilating as she glared at the two dominant Alphas. "It is nothing but a primitive, disgusting trap of evolutionary biology! It does not change my mind, it does not change my hatred, and it will never mean anything to me!"

Dorrent’s smirk only widened into a cruel, amused smile. He took a step closer to her, his towering physique blocking out the morning light, burying her completely in his shadow. "You can keep telling yourself that, little physician," he whispered, his hot breath washing over her ears, his nostrils flaring as he caught the sudden spike of her omega pheromones responding to his proximity.

Suddenly, Dorrent’s expression hardened back into authority. He looked down at her. "Now, stay in this house. Don’t even think about stepping one foot outside this estate today. The bogs are off-limits to a fragile girl like you."

"There is no way I am staying behind!" Jannah spat back, her eyes flashing with madness as she stared into his eyes. She refused to back down, her chest heaving against his posture. "I am coming with you! I must know the truth myself with my own eyes—just incase you distort the findings of the investigation and brand yourself innocent to clear your name!"

Dorrent’s brow furrowed, anger flaring within him. He reached out, his hand hovering near her slim waist, his voice dropping into a threatening rumble. "Do not worry your small head over things you cannot control, Jannah. And more importantly... do not dare to disturb the kid you’re currently carrying inside that womb of yours."

Jannah’s heart shattered against her ribs, panic and rage choking her throat. "Stop talking nonsense, you unhinged beast!" she screamed at him, her voice trembling as she shook her head in disbelief. "I am not pregnant! Stop projecting your disgusting, delusional fantasies onto my body!"

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