" huh? " Kong was confused at the best and horrified at worst "You said you hate two timing. Do you not realise that your alpha will need someone taking care of his other necessities ? "
" Alpha Prem is well aware of my flaws and limitations. He does not care that only cutting and chopping skill I have is related to swords and not kitchen knives. " Wad explained "I have no hope in tackling his kitchen but I am learning to take care of Alpha Prem's household. Toota here, is teaching me. "
" Oh...that is good."
" not so much for Prem " Toota snickered " our Wad here paid 8 gallons of honey for a block of butter "
" You told me to barter... " Wad narrowed his eyes at Toota. " I was going to pay in coins"
" But, how will you learn relative worth of commodities if you do not learn bartering? " Kong asked.
" exactly " Toota said, chuckling.
" I can teach you weilding sword " Wad abruptly changed the subject. The small sleeping fascination of childhood Kong did raise his head in his mind, but adult Kong squashed it hard enough
" Thank you for this generous offeer. But, What would I, an omega do with sword ? I better invest my time in other useful skill. "
" One should know how to defend themselves and their loved ones. " Wad said, matter of factly " Came handy many a times. "
" Because you both are soldiers, you must be in regular contact with people skilled in weapons, like yourselves. I have no need of it. My alpha will assign me the general protection I will need .
Wad shrugged. As if saying 'to each his own '.
Weaponry was fascinating , but not at the cost of his alpha's life. The omegas who forget their boundaries, invite problems for their alphas. Just like his mother did.
And just like he did, asking the alpha for help without having the authority for it. And now the kind alpha was jailed here, at the mercy of his uncle who already hates Rasina.
.............
After Wad and Tutah left, General Rojanapat barged in, smelling like burning wood. He must be livid, Kongpob guessed.
" Is something the matter, General ? " Kongpob asked, seeing Arthit closing his eyes and taking deep breaths.
Instead of replying to him, Arthit just opened his eyes, letting Kong catch a glimpse of flame auburn irises before he closed it again.
" Can I do something to take the edge off, General ? " The words flowed out of Kongpob's mouth on instinct.
With eyes, still closed, Arthit beckoned the panther omega close. When Kong was one hand's distance apart, Arthit grabbed his wrist and pulled him in to his lap " Just stay ".
The growl of the bear made Kongpob's bone shiver but Arthit's warm breath against his nape, as the alpha nuzzled in to his scent gland calmed him down.
" Just a minute." Arthit pleaded, voice rough and hoarse. " I need to calm down"
" Take as long as you need, General " Kong replied, happy to service his master. Kong owes the General life debt not only for himself but his whole nation ; even spending next seven lives in his service wouldn't repay that debt in his eyes.
Take as long as you need. Arthit's eyes flew open hearing this. He had to remind himself that Kong is talking about time to calm down and not taking time to scent Kongpob.
Such torment. If Arthit wouldn't have known how sheltered Prince Kongpob grew up, he would think Kongpob is trying to seduce him.
" How do you know the perfect things to say? " Arthit grumbled, shifting the omega to the left of his lap to avoid grazing him with his growing bulge. Mental rage aside, now he had physical raging organ to deal with.
