Chapter 127: Care To Join?
Kylian didn’t show any sign of resistance, nor did he struggle to break free from Zenith’s embrace, but keeping his hands down without reciprocating him, was his own little way of showing dissatisfaction towards Zenith’s answers.
However, resting his head on his broad warm shoulder, Kylian couldn’t stop his tears from streaming down, but Zenith’s strong pheromones were miraculously calming the extreme anxiety that had piled up inside him all this time.
Being wrapped by Zenith with such sincere devotion, Kylian felt as if he was the lost last cube of the puzzle, that had found its right place, and that was Zenith’s embrace.
Sensing his tears dripping down on his shoulder drop by drop, Zenith patted his back tenderly to comfort Kylian. Just from the whiff of his strong omega pheromones, Zenith could sense the uneasiness and anxiety Kylian must have endured all this time with his absence.
Thus releasing his own powerful Alpha pheromones that filled up the entire hallway, he intended to make Kylian feel better.
Every time patting his back, Zenith pulled him closer and whispered tenderly to express his heartfelt words for him, "I am really sorry for making you cry... Sweetie, can you stop being angry with me now?"
After finding a brief solace in his arms and getting a grip on himself, Kylian finally tried to part his body from Zenith’s embrace. But while doing so, his gaze fell on Zenith’s palm which was bandaged with a torn piece of Granny Elma’s skirt, and that white piece of cloth had turned red from bloodstain.
His wound had been cut open once again from the stress of returning back covering such a great distance, in between Westport and Bethel town. A large amount of blood was dripping down his white palm, and staining the floor to which Zenith didn’t pay any attention, since he was solely focused on making Kylian feel better first.
"What happened to you?" Suddenly Kylian grabbed his arm with his eyes shocked wide, making his voice tremble in panic, "To get your hand bleed like this...it must be a deep injury, right? How did you get it?"
Kylian’s sincere concern towards just a wound on his body made Zenith feel giddy with fluttering soft emotions inside his tummy, which he was experiencing for the first time in his life, from the essence of having someone like Kylian by his side.
Even though he had forcibly tied Kylian with him forming the pact as an excuse, he had started to realize that Kylian didn’t fail either to return his sincere emotions, by worrying about every little thing concerning Zenith.