Chapter 106
She gave a nod to the head maid, who immediately understood what she meant.
The maid went to retrieve the collar that the most exalted man in the kingdom had personally fastened around his own neck.
Russell’s choker. A device so powerful that, with a single command from Marie, it could instantly render even a rampaging ultra-dominant Alpha unconscious.
So close to an instrument of torture that it had never once been taken out or used.
And so, in the present—
“Your Highness, Russell, you don’t have to be afraid of hurting me. Do you remember what you made back then? I brought it.”
For a brief moment, light returned to the eyes of the man panting in agony. His gaze settled on Marie’s hand.
Was it her imagination, or did he look relieved?
“…The collar?”
“Yes. The one you said looked too much like a dog’s collar.”
Marie curved her eyes sadly.
“You’re not going to hurt me.”
The violet eyes staring at the black choker she had taken out wavered. It was proof that he was beginning to be persuaded by her words.
Just a little more. If she said just a little more, he would give in.
Her heart pounded violently in her chest.
No one knew what kind of permanent scars an Alpha’s pheromone rampage might leave if allowed to continue.
Please. Please let me calm you down. Please.
It felt as though she had become the person Russell once was. Back when he had reached out to her in desperation, terrified that she might be hurt while trying to flee.
‘Please, Russell.’
Marie extended the hand holding the black choker.
The Alpha’s bloodshot eyes, like those of a beast staring down its prey, turned toward it.
They wavered, then followed it.
In a coaxing whisper, Marie slowly released her own pheromones, letting them mingle with the scorching Alpha pheromones saturating the room.
The increasingly ragged breaths were surely not her imagination. The scent of the person he loved most, her scent, was filling the room.
But she could not lose her composure now.
From this moment on, the one who had to guide this wavering ship was Marie Alprose.
“If you wear this, I can knock you unconscious at any time. So let me stay. Your Omega is right here, isn’t she? Hmm?”
Just as he had once saved her, now it was her turn to save Russell.
Russell, please.
“Will you… really use it?”
“I will.”
“If anything feels wrong, even a little… immediately.”
Marie smiled. Her husband still did not know himself very well.
The kind Crown Prince would never hurt his mate.
“I will. So, Russell, come hold me already.”
At last, the last traces of reason snapped within those violet eyes.
His pheromones surged like a blazing storm.
“Ah—!”
Was this what it felt like to have one’s nape seized by a beast?
Faced with an imprinted Omega who had offered him everything, the Alpha, having lost his reason, lunged at her without hesitation.
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