Chapter 199: Milky scent

Elias’s POV

Noah has been sitting quietly in my lap for almost two hours. I can no longer feel my legs, but it’s worth the sacrifice. I will gladly sacrifice both of my legs to have Noah like this.

Knowing his personality, I can tell he’s starting to get antsy. He’s bored with sitting still. I trace my fingers over his ribs through his hoodie.

"Shall I keep you entertained?" I ask and he stirs in my arm, looking up at my face with displeasure etched into his expression. "Yeah, well you can explain why you have that book?"

"What book?"

"That book" he grinds his teeth.

"The book where the priest’s son goes after the new trainee priest and asks to be fu-" he slaps a hand over my mouth to shut me up. The pink tint is back to his cheek. He was born to color the world pink.

"I don’t understand why you have to be so blunt" he complains without taking his hand off my mouth and I grab his wrist and lift it to my nose. I draw a breath and freeze. This is new. There is a new milky smell in his scent gland, it’s subtle but sweet. I take an even deeper breath, and Noah squirms in my lap.

"Stop trying to distract me" he snatches his hand away and scowls at me. He will be a perfect mother. He already has the motherly frown.

"You shouldn’t go snooping around people’s things. Let your morals speak to you" he says and I chuckle.

"Angel, I invade for a living. Morals are optional to me" I say, taking his wrist and lifting it to my nose again. I am an addict and he is my illicit drug. My system is devoted to him.

"Whatever" he murmurs, and I sneak out my tongue to lick the gland on his wrist. My omega, completely shocked by the act, pulls his hand away and slaps my shoulder.

"Are you insane?" he gasps.

"I can smell the milk in your scent...it’s faint" I say and his face softens. His eyes grow round with awe and his lips part. "R-really? You can already smell our pup?" my husband asks and I nod.

"Oh Goddess, it keeps getting real" he says softly and places a hand on his belly. I watch every little expression on his face as he goes into his head briefly. He’s worrying.

"There is nothing to fear, Noah. I will make sure you and our little baby are safe forever" I say. I’m pretending to myself and acting calm, but one of us has to be brave. I’m not brave. But I will play the part.

"I’m excited and nervous...will you let me tell my dad about this?" Noah asks and I growl subconsciously. I don’t want a child trafficker to be aware of my own child. That man’s evil knows no bounds.

"Noah..."

"I know. I know. He’s a suspect and all, but he’s still my father and...I don’t want to do this alone" he says in a small voice.

"You are not alone" I remind him. I’m here, and if I’m not enough; the entire Deus family is there for him. Even Damien, I’m sure, will jump through hoops for Noah.

"I know I’m not alone. There’s just something about having family around..." his voice trails off as he stares into space.

He doesn’t know what I’m planning with Conan. I’m bringing the man to him. My men are finishing up his paperwork and have created an I.D to make him a full fledged citizen of Gottingen.

"You will have family" I say firmly.

"No Zane...no Dad...no Mom" his voice cracks and I repeat my words. "You will have family" I catch the tear forming at his waterline with my thumb.

"Ugh, I hate that I cry all the time" he says as he forces himself to smile at me. He’s like the sun peeking through the clouds after rain. My heart has gone into overdrive. What do I say? What do I say? What do I say?

"The priest son cried a lot when the trainee made him cum multiple times" I blurt and Noah gasps a little too dramatically.

"I am so done with you!" Noah jumps out of my lap like he has been scalded and I turn my head to follow him. He stops at the bed, gives me one last glare, lays on the bed, and turns his back.

Note to self; learn what Noah wants to hear and when to say it.

"Hey. Any plans for when we land?" Kai asks as he occupies the seat next to me.

I force my eyes off my mate to respond. Business calls. I need to get my head straight.

"We’ll go straight to Kang Taesan’s house. It’s a private property and isn’t meant to be accessible, but it’s part of the territories signed over to us" I say and my brother nods.

"Are we being expected?"

"No" I respond flatly.

"Noted" he says and continues to watch the movie he’s streaming. He watches K-drama to brush up on his skills. I look away from him to find my mate on the bed.

The sly little hypocrite is reading the same book he’s blushing about, and I smile. He still hasn’t come to terms with the new truth of his life; he has nothing to hide. I will protect and encourage every dirty little guilty pleasure he enjoys.

The jet stays quiet as we eat, nap, and prepare to visit the rugged ex-mafia leader in his home uninvited. I load my guns to pass time and check my pocket watch to count down seconds.

Once we land, we head to the man’s house, and when we cross the gate; dozens of guns are pointed at us from every direction.

Kang Taesan comes out of the house with a cane, a scowl, and a gun of his own.

"These fucking foreigners" he growls in Korean and cocks his gun.