17: Violated Her

CONAN —

Saying I was jealous over the incident that just transpired in my presence was an understatement. I wish I was the one who held Yvonne's soft palm and rubbed it softly, just like Melchizedek just did.

"Well, it's not possible because neither Melchizedek nor I would be able to get her because she's remarried now—not even just remarried, but a mother of triplets," I mumbled inwardly.

"I think I should take my leave now. When you must have rested enough, the Alpha's servants will direct you to my house for the treatment," Melchizedek said, retreating to leave the spot as he noticed the deadly glance I was giving him.

However, as soon as he left, Yvonne's gaze, which had been broad even when the elders were taunting her, became dim, and she glared at me with irritation.

"Is that jealousy I'm smelling from you? To be mad at him simply because he was so happy about me and greeted me? Is that how dominant you have become to your objects?" Yvonne remarked.

"Oh, Jealousy? Why would I