Page 15 of Chosen (The Registry #2)

Chapter

Twelve

DRAKEN

A larm seizes my chest when Jamie goes limp beneath me, but I’m relieved when I note her shallow breathing.

Our unexpected encounter has caused her to pass out.

Learning that I have a powerful effect on her as she does for me, inflates my ego. Since I’d first laid eyes on her, I’d been resisting this pull I’ve felt toward her. I wanted to sort out the issue of the flag on her file before being intimate with her to get all the complications out of the way.

However the night I brought her to my Sector, I was alerted about an emergency in one of my regions. There was a fight over a territory between two of my governors and in another region I was dealing with a rebellion.

The following morning I was back on a plane with Johra in tow. It gave me some relief to be away from Jamie because the more distance we had between each other meant I could think clearly.

Besides, there was a sudden explosion of issues in my sector that had been cropping up lately.

Even before I’d gone to sector 2 to claim my breeder I had to deal with a rebellion where one of the largest power plants in the region was located.

If there was an issue there, it could potentially affect the entire power grid in my region.

There was also an incident in region 3 where one of my governors was making unauthorized trips to another sector. It had only come to my attention when I noticed a discrepancy in the travel logs.

After the summit of Sector Leaders I learned that it was important that I pay close attention to those. And sure enough I learned of some misdeeds.

These recent issues were a cause for concern to me because I’m certain the counsel of advisors that I had put together at Braeden’s suggestion were raising concerns about my leadership.

I was losing confidence in them. And while the only way to remove me from power was for someone strong enough to beat me in a challenge, or if I voluntarily stepped down, neither of which I intended to do.

I wanted to make sector 10 one of the strongest sectors on the planet. I wanted the people under my protection to thrive. Superious and homo sapiens. The homo sapiens may be weak but no sector could function without them.

Besides, I knew what it was like to be looked down on. I had to fight for everything I had. Now that I was on top, I had no plans to let go. Besides, while I was in power, I could protect my cousin, the only family I had left. And now I have another person to protect, Jamie.

I had to depart so suddenly, that I was only able to leave instructions for her care before going.

The week has been long and stressful. On more than one occasion I had to use or threaten to use force to accomplish my goal because I learned a long time ago that violence was the only language some people understood.

Coming home was a relief, but I knew that’d I’d have to deal with the Jamie situation. How could I control myself around her? I’d never thrown her on the bed and fucked her senseless on the plane. How would I be able to handle myself around her when her scent made it difficult for me to think?

I gave myself a day after my return to the fortress before seeking her out.

I trusted that she had been cared for under my instructions.

I sought her out, only with the intention of checking in, only to find her in the same, oversized dress she’d worn when I collected her from Sector 2.

Not only that, the closet full of clothes, I expected to see was empty.

The room was sufficient but I noticed the lack of amenities.

Rage set in when I noticed the untouched food on her table. I could smell it from where I stood. It was rancid and it looked as if some kind of strange coloring had been added to it.

Someone had clearly been tampering with her food. Were these conditions she had dealt with since her arrival?

Once I’d vented my anger on Johra I’d done the very thing I vowed I’d wait to do. I took her in my arms and once she was there, I couldn’t let her go. Touching, tasting and holding her was like nothing I’d ever experienced before.

I have companions whom I see when I have the need to fuck, but neither of them has inspired in me this desperate need to claim them. No one felt so good. So right.

Is it possible she’s my mate, like Magnus had hinted at when he told me about the cross-referencing program? I’d never understood the concept of a true mate but if there was such a thing, Jamie is probably the closest thing to one.

It was way too early to be thinking about a future with this woman I barely knew. Besides, I had to resolve the issue of the flag on her profile. And even with that out of the way, could she fully accept me for what I was?

I want to keep holding her but I needed to deal with the staff who dared to disobey my orders.

I ease my semi erect cock from her tight wet hole. Unable to help myself I peer between her legs and notice my semen ooze out of her. Her dark neither lips are swollen. I want to be back inside of me but will myself to roll off the bed.

I head to her bathing room and utilize her shower, missing her scent as I wash it away from me.

By the time I’ve cleaned myself and dressed, Jamie is still sleeping.

I pull the covers back and tuck her inside.

Her beauty calls to me, and makes me want to take care of her.

I’m then reminded of the meeting with my subordinates who dared to make her living situation uncomfortable. I planned on getting to the bottom of this and making those responsible pay for their insolence.

I take a seat behind my desk and stare wordlessly at servants lined in front of me, shoulder to shoulder.

I recognize none of these servants besides, Johra.

The steward is new. And the though I recognize the two maids because of my introduction to them the night I brought Jamie back to my sector.

I’m not familiar with the chef either, but his file states that he’s only worked in the fortress for the past three months.

The steward was also new, he had recently replaced the long serving steward who had been began service back in my Uncle’s the previous Sector Leader’s time.

My gaze falls on Johra. “Speak.”

He steps forward with his hand over his heart and bows his head.

“My Lord, as I explained to you earlier, due our emergency departure, I was unable to see the tasks carried out as you ordered. I passed along your instructions to the steward which is the proper protocol. Had I been present, I would have been diligent in seeing these tasks reached to fruition.”

I consider his words before saying, “Your excuse would be sufficient under most circumstances but as my personal attendant you have access to the technologies that would have made it possible for you to check in with the staff while we were away. You could have confirmed the status of my breeder through any number of sources. You’ve enjoyed certain privileges in this position, but perhaps I’ve been too lenient with you.

You may be a superious , but you’re not above reproach. ”

“I understand My Lord, I’ve failed you but I promise it won’t happen again.”

I pound my fist on the desk. “It’s shouldn’t have happed at all.”

He shakes in obvious fear. I can smell it through my pores.

“I’ll decide what to do with you later. Fall back in line.”

In truth Johra is a good assistant. He can usually anticipate my needs before I even know I need it. I have never had a problem with his following through until now.

I looked at the steward who should have been able to take care of the instructions I’d left for Johra.

He’s been employed with the fortress for a little of the year and is the son of a low-ranking superious family in region 6.

As far as I could tell he is competent in fulfilling his duties. Until now.

“Lawreynce, explain yourself.”

He raised his blond head with a slight smirk on his face.

I never cared for his self-importance, or that arrogant smile plastered on his face whenever we spoke, but Braeden had told me it was protocol for a steward in a high-ranking official’s home to comport themselves in such a manner.

I had taken my cousin’s word for it since he was the son of the former Sector Leader.

But now seeing the steward stare back me with that half grin and direct stare it’s almost as if he wishes to challenge me.

“My Lord, I am not sure what you mean. What would you like for me to explain?”

There it was again, that arrogance. It was the same look I’d experience growing up among the elite as the son of a discarded mistress.

I notice Johra shake his head at him as if warning him, but Lawreynce doesn’t seem to understand how close he is to being disemboweled and continues to speak as I remain silent.

“Lord Draken, I’m sure you have better things to do with your time then play word games with me and the other servants who would better serve by getting back to the jobs they’re paid to do.”

I barely give him a chance to finish before I spring to my feet and leap across my desk. I pounce on him before he realizes his error.

I’ve prided myself in keeping my temper in check around the staff, being mindful of my reputation, but something about the way he speaks to me, brings back memories of my past.

With my now morphed hand, I slash my claws across his face.

He releases a high-pitched scream that almost sounded feminine. “What would better serve me is to answer the questions that I ask.” I raise my hand again ready to strike as he raises his hands over his face to protect himself.

My office door opens and Braeden, the only one who would dare to enter without first announcing themselves enters.

“What is going on? Lord Draken!”

Braeden places a hand on my shoulder and I’m reminded of my vow to not lose control with my staff yet that is exactly what I’ve done. Shame fills me and makes me question my leadership skills yet again.