War and Rain

Chapter 12

Relaxing in the shade Minho's head bobs as sleep dances on the edge of his mind. Setting aside the tattered scroll he'd selected from the library he stretches and yawns. His heat was three weeks ago and he can't get back on track with his natural rhythm. His Queen mandated days off have broken his training cycle and his body is loath to adjust, in Taego he'd been constantly working or moving in some way. Now he lolls in the sunshine or soaks in hot baths and he doesn't know what to do with himself.

Even after being cleared to resume his work with the Silla soldiers his body has fought him. Returning to the castle each evening he's exhausted and drained from a day that shouldn't be as tiring as it is. He dislikes his body's adaption to life in Silla, but his Luna couldn't be more pleased. The greedy wolf is fast learning to love being spoiled by his all too willing mate.

Jisung has made it his mission to pamper and dote on Minho until he is nothing but a pile of loose limbs. Their evenings are frequently spent with the alpha's face, hands, or cock between his legs trying to wrangle as many orgasms from the omega as possible. That or stuffing him full of food and massaging him until the elder has fallen asleep. It is... nice and different, but also makes him soft! Now Minho gets sleepy halfway through the day and all he wants is a nap... or another orgasm. Greedy fucking wolf.

His work with the Silla soldiers has become critical and he wishes the Queen Omega would relent and stop forcing the rest days on him. The Mongrels had taken the center Kingdom two weeks prior, and he should be with the alphas every day if they are to become an elite unit. The Silla King and Queen however, stay hopeful that war will not reach their door as the invading force has broken from their routine and stayed in the center Kingdom.

Since the Mongrels had begun carving their path of destruction across the continent, their pace and brutality have been unmatched. They take a city and move on to the next before the sun has even set. Their continued presence in their recently won Kingdom is troublesome... Why have they stopped?

The scent of orange blossoms and vanilla reaches him and his Luna perks up from its slumber as his mate draws near.

"Minho?" The Sol's voice comes from somewhere to the right so he increases his pheromone output trusting the man will track him through the hedge maze. Only a minute or so passes and a head is popping over the row of shoulder-height gardenia bushes where he'd set up his hiding spot for the day. The large maple planted next to the thick bushes provides shade and the shrubs concealment from anyone wandering through the garden.

"Hello, darling. I've been looking for you."

Smiling up at the man Minho scoots over on his blanket creating space for the alpha. "Mmm, well you found me. Did you need something specific?"

Walking around the wall of bushes Jisung shakes a large glass filled with chilled tea and lemon. "I finished my meeting with the Councilman over foreign trade and thought you might be thirsty. May I join you?"

Patting the spot next to him Minho accepts the glass and sips at the sweet drink. Along with stressing about the Mongrels, his brother's words have been running circles in his mind since their conversation weeks prior. 'A person cannot embrace a brick wall and find comfort...' Is that what he is? A brick wall? He is trying... Jisung asked that he not repress his pheromones and so he has complied. There are times of course when he reverts back to masking his emotions but with a gentle reminder from the Silla Prince, he lets his guard down again.

Jisung finds pleasure in Minho's body and so he gives the alpha access, granted it is mutually beneficial for both of them. The Sol has his Luna panting with nothing put a slight touch these days. Minho has also practiced actively listening when the younger shares about his day and is being less judgmental when the man spends it doing things that to him seem wasteful or lazy.