Page 45 of A Dove To Break (The Dove Institute Collection #1)
Alania
One Week Later
I’ve spent the last week being doted on.
When the adrenaline wore off from the wreck, I crashed.
Again, I suppose. I was mentally and physically exhausted.
Between the horrific migraine and the heart-wrenching grief, I just wanted to rest. I still got up, ate, showered, and did all the normal things, I just did so in my own time.
I went to my first therapy session, and we spent the entire two hours talking about music and books.
Why? I don’t fucking know, but it was refreshing to have a normal conversation for a change.
I was there for the summary he gave the guys, and Dr. Torres told them that it took me a while to relax and open up, but I was trying.
He went on to explain that I was guarded, and he suspected it was because I was anticipating him doing something sexual. When he didn’t, I relaxed.
Today we have a council meeting, but it’s taking place at the school.
Nothing as far as our dynamic has changed, but they are stricter with me.
We ended up talking more in-depth, and we agreed I needed structure and guidance.
The truth is, I’ve never lived life without it.
Over the last week, with this new structure, I have been more relaxed than I have been in a long time.
We follow the same general rules as we did at the Dove Institute, but only with the three guys. I only submit to them.
All three men have fucked me every day, but they’re being gentle and doing what they can to avoid triggering a headache. Once I get one, I’m down for a while. I miss the violent fucking though. Soon, I hope.
“Ready?” Raul asks as he walks into the bathroom.
“I think the cut on my cheek is going to scar,” I pout.
“That’s hot,” he says, leaning into me and kissing my neck. “You are beautiful with or without scars, baby. Personally, I love them. Gives me a line to follow with my tongue.”
“Are you a dog?” I ask with a laugh. “You can’t lick my cheek.”
“Oh?” he asks as he grabs my face and licks from my jaw to my temple.
“Ew! You nasty!” I squeal. “Aww. Now my face is slobbery, Raul.”
“Kinky,” Brent laughs.
“He licked my face!” I say.
“Now there’s an idea,” he says with a menacing grin. I try to escape the bathroom, but they both grab me and lick up the sides of my face.
“Gross! Red! Safe word! I don’t like this!” I laugh and struggle in their arms.
“What on earth are you three doing?” Adrian asks. I slip away and run over to him, and he laughs.
“They licked me like dogs, Adrian! Save me,” I say dramatically.
“Licked you, huh?” Adrian asks with a grin. I screech when he grabs at me and runs out of the room. I snatch my heels up from where they are sitting and rush out of the room and downstairs. All three men chase me down, but stop when I run behind Cian and hide.
“Uh oh,” he laughs. “And here I was just stopping to say hey.”
“They’re trying to lick me!” I say.
“Should I be here for this?” Cian asks with a chuckle.
“No, sicko. My face. They licked me like a dog,” I say. I’m distracted for too long, and Adrian manages to wrap his arms around me, pinning my arms to my side. Cian laughs when Adrian licks my face from my chin to my forehead. I groan in protest, but he just kisses my cheek before releasing me.
“You’re a child!” I say as I wipe my face.
“Mommy?” Brent says with big, pleading eyes.
“You’re grounded. Go to your room,” I say. He grabs me in a hug, but kisses me instead.
“Silly girl,” he says, smiling down at me. “I’ll lick you for real later on.”
“We will be at the school all day,” I laugh.
“And? I’ll lay you out on the table and eat your pretty pussy in front of everyone,” Brent says. I laugh and shake my head. There is no way he’d do that.
“Ready to roll?” Cian asks with a chuckle.
“Yep,” I say as I slip my heels on.
When we pull up to the school, it looks the same, but the sign has changed. Everything feels… lighter. I take Adrian’s hand and we walk inside. Usually, we go off to the left, but this time we go straight forward and down a long corridor.
The Dove Institute controls many things and is the epicenter of The Society.
Every facet of The Society touches this school in some way.
I know it goes deeper than anyone realizes.
There are many things that we are learning, especially when it comes to branches that have formed off the main campus.
They get into more nefarious practices, but as long as they keep things contained, no one will mess with them.
Today, we are handling the merging of Cian’s and my biological family’s empire into The Society.
This will open up a lot of opportunities for all of us, I think.
There is the worry that someone might take issue with Adrian and Brent for making large changes like this so early on.
I don’t think we will have any issues, just simply because we have the people behind us to ensure shit happens the way we want.
When we walk into the large conference room, everyone stands.
All high-ranking members of The Society are here, as well as the council.
Adrian and Brent lead me up to the front to sit between them.
Raul sits on Adrian’s other side, and Cian sits beside him.
Brent sits back and runs his hand up my leg to grip my inner thigh, inches from my pussy.
“Welcome, everyone. We won’t take up much of your time, we just want to give a few updates,” Adrian says.
“First, we are happy to announce that Edward Remington is dead. His wife, Vanessa, managed to escape the facility she was in after learning of the horrific things he had done to Alania. She made contact with Edward and killed him before turning the gun on herself. The same day, Alania was on her way to us. She had a tire blowout that ended up causing her to wreck. This led to the delay of the meeting so that we could ensure that she was resting.”
“Good to see you are well, Alania,” Jax says with a warm smile.
“Thank you. They took wonderful care of me,” I reply. “I had a concussion, so I struggled the first few days.”
“I can imagine. You are a fighter, though.”
“We also made contact with Alania’s biological family,” Adrian continues.
“Edward was close friends with Cormac O’Mally, Alania’s father.
It appears that Edward was secretly acquainted with Vlad Popov, which is who killed Alania’s biological parents.
Unknowingly, her uncle sent her to live with Edward and Vanessa, thinking their father’s best friend would keep her safe.
This arrangement was entirely to prevent Vlad Popov from getting to her, but instead, it led to endless abuse of every form.
Some minor details are still unknown, but how The Dove Institute ties into this is that Cian and the empire that Alania’s father built are now part of our society.
We will incorporate them as a branch of the school, and they will receive the same protection that we would give to any existing member.
This goes both ways, as we are now one entity.
In addition to this, it means that their enemies are our enemies, including Vlad Popov.
From what we are gathering, Edward was likely not permitted by Vlad to do anything he did, as she was supposed to marry his son, Derek Popov.
Edward then crossed Vlad and wanted to hide the things he did by paying Fredrico to have her killed during the Hunt.
He would have inevitably been killed by Vlad for crossing him, but Vanessa got to him first.”
“Is Alania at risk?” Toula, Adrian’s mother, asks.
“Yes,” Cian replies. “He is under the assumption that having her marry his son means he has the right to claim what she is heir to. Alania has decided that she wants me to continue to run things, but even then, Vlad will not stop. We are planning to set up a meeting with him, but we are unsure if he will be willing to talk.”
“When will you be trying to meet with him?” Caleb asks.
“We do have a set time, but we are not going to announce the meeting until it is over,” Adrian says.
“What other issues will arise from the O’Mally’s joining us?” Jax asks.
“We keep to ourselves for the most part,” Cian says. “We have had a few small issues with the ATF, but they are predictable enough that we are not at risk. If something were to happen, I have protocols in place to prevent a total collapse.”
“Any other questions?” Brent asks.
“The marriage program is running again, yes?” Shawn asks. He is a computer engineer who leads the team that keeps all online presence within The Society protected.
“Yes,” I say. “Since the change in leadership, there have been several marriages to dissolve under mutual agreement. Several of those individuals have joined. Since not everyone is required to attend the school, there are many unmarried subs and doms. We have a psychiatrist who specializes in the use of BDSM to aid in treatments. He wrote the test that the members take for the selection process. I believe he is also going to be entered for a pairing soon as well.”
“How are the subs doing in classes, Jax?” Raul asks.
“Wonderful, actually. You can see a huge difference in enthusiasm between the old classes and the new," Jax replies.
“Well, yeah. They aren’t being raped,” I muse.
“Hey, you were willing with me,” Adrian says to me with a smile.
“This is true,” I laugh.
“With all due respect, Adrian,” Thomas says. “Several of us are questioning some things. We don’t want to make you think we are questioning you or your abilities, but…”
“Spit it out,” Adrian says simply.
“Alania doesn’t exactly present as submissive,” Caleb says when Thomas doesn’t. “We feel like if you all are going to present yourselves as being in this dynamic, then you should lead by example. Alania is a brilliantly talented woman, yes, but she is a leader.”