Chapter 122: Mind handing me the gun back?
Due to the grim circumstances in the school as well as the storage room just a while earlier, no one was interested in socializing or making connections.
The heavy interior of the yellow bus was weighed down by a thick, suffocating gloom. The students huddled close together in the center rows, speaking in frightened whispers as their two surviving teachers took seats across the aisle to keep watch over them.
Vivienne was going to do the same alongside her two colleagues, but she was invited towards the back, amongst Fredrinn and his group.
Caught between professional duty and the inexplicable, magnetic pull she felt toward the young man, she had quietly complied, slipping into the rear section with a flushed, hesitant expression.
Max wanted privacy so he chose a 2 seater seat in the relatively secluded place and no one dared to sit beside him or disturb him. His broad shoulders were hunched, his knuckles still stained with dried blood and dirt from digging the shallow graves.
His uzi was placed on the seat next to him, getting rid of any ideas of sharing a seat with him. The crackle of static that occasionally flickered over his forearms served as an unmistakable warning to keep clear.
Up front, Aadav drove with the same pretty student in the navigation seat, his earlier arrogance replaced by sharp, cautious focus.
Maya, Jacob, Clara, Harry, and other storage room survivors also chose a decent spot, relatively in front as Maya wanted to be near Aadav.
After all, Eddie was dead, Jenny was lured towards Fredrinn and Max was in no mood to converse. Her original group was broken up and only Aadav remained.
But luckily, Clara and Maya seemed to have hit it off, the two women finding quiet solidarity in the shared terror of the afternoon.
In the back, Fredrinn’s group was undisturbed amongst the stored foods. Towering cardboard cartons of canned goods, dried beans, and bottled water formed a makeshift barrier between them and the rest of the passengers. The group was full of women except for Fredrinn himself.
Vivienne, Andrea, Rhea, Naomi, Jenny, Rose...
He only had 3 voluntary thrall slots but he already had 6 women surrounding him. Of course, not all were romantically involved with him.
Not yet, at least.
A translucent notification flickered lazily across the edge of his field of vision.
[ <LUST> feels bored. ]
’Stay bored then, I am having fun,’ Fredrinn replied inwardly, slightly amused as he shared the seat with Rose and Andrea.
Jenny herself had allowed Andrea to take the seat, knowing that removing Rose was impossible and Andrea had been separated with him for so long.
More than that, Jenny was more curious to see how Andrea would react when she finds out that Rose is already his wife and Jenny was also taken as his secondary lover...
Though the moment she thought that, she wanted to bash her own head. Why was she putting herself down!?
’Not secondary lover... I am uhh...’ She wanted to say wife, but as a normal human, she obviously felt reluctant to call him hubby like that shameless succubus.
After all, it had barely been a couple days. Boyfriend was understandable, partner was also fine... but soulmate? Marriage? That was skipping quite a few steps... right?
Jenny shook her head inwardly, smiling serenely outwardly as she sat in silence, the low rumbles of the bus and growls outwards.
Every so often, the heavy chassis rattled over cracked asphalt or crushed a straggling corpse, but the mood in the back remained in its own bizarre bubble.
Naomi and Rhea were sitting in a nearby seat alongside Vivienne, all of them silent as they watched the drama.
"So... You left me in the shelter, then got married to a zombie and also found yourself a side chick?" Andrea said finally as she blinked, staring at Rose.
Rose couldn’t care less, as she had a lollipop in her hands, licking it curiously as she tasted the sweetness.
It was in one of the cartons she found and Fredrinn had peeled one off for her. She had been licking it ever since, her tongue taking on a slightly orange tint due to the artificial colouring.
She leaned against Fredrinn’s side with absolute contentment, completely ignoring Andrea’s sharp glare.
Fredrinn grimaced in the way Andrea had summarized the entire journey, but he couldn’t deny it.
With a sigh, he admitted it with a nod.
"I see... I see... Mind handing me the gun back?" She asked with a sweet smile.
"Why?" Fredrinn coughed.
"No reason... Just wanted to shoot you." She continued, maintaining the sugar, sweet smile.
He nearly chortled on his water, "I have a good reason for doing what I did..."
"And the reason is?" Andrea blinked, her eyelashes fluttering gorgeously.
The other girls leaned closer to hear, not wanting to miss out on the top tier drama as even Jenny opened her ears wide.
She didn’t know the reason for his actions herself.
There’s no way that Fredrinn was so lustful that he couldn’t be satisfied with a literal succubus, right...?
If that was the case... She gulped and looked down at her own thighs and the itch between her legs, she might be in trouble... Serious trouble.
In addition, she didn’t know why in the world he was appearing much more handsome and irresistible now!
His face was the same as she remembered, but it possessed an insane subconscious pull!
The lingering scent of his skin, the effortless confidence in his posture, the low timbre of his voice—it was all overwhelming her senses.
However, she blamed it on her hormones and moved on. After all, it was the first time she got physical with a man so much.
It was obvious that there would be lingering desires in her mind. Those must be playing tricks with her.
Vivienne sat with her hands folded tightly in her lap, her heart hammering against her ribs just from being within his orbit.
Rhea and Naomi exchanged wide-eyed glances, waiting for the excuse that would justify this absurd scenario.
Fredrinn felt all six pairs of eyes drilling into him. He kept his expression smooth, leaning back against the vinyl cushion while one hand rested naturally near Andrea’s hip.
"Well..." Fredrinn hummed, deciding to reveal half truth as he said, "I get stronger the more partners I have."