Alpha's Rejected becomes the Lycan's Obsession-Chapter 91: It’s not faulty

Tessy eventually fell asleep, her breathing soft and even as she lay curled into Roman’s side. Her warmth seeped into him, her scent a calming balm to the constant unease that churned beneath his skin.

He kept his arm securely around her, her cheek pressed gently against his chest, and though every inch of him wanted to relax, sleep evaded him like a ghost in the mist.

Williams had told him she would not be pulled into the dream realm again, had assured him with the certainty only someone of his experience could carry. But the fear didn’t leave Roman. It was a stubborn ache buried deep within his chest, pressing on his ribs every time he looked at her.

Every hour or so, he stirred from his restless daze, his body jolting awake to check her temperature, to press a soft kiss to her temple, to ensure she was still comfortable. Still safe.

Morning eventually came, the golden light slanting through the windows, warming the edge of the sheets.

Roman was already awake, his gaze tracing the serene curves of her face—her lashes resting against her cheeks, her lips slightly parted, her brows relaxed in sleep. She looked like peace, like something divine had chosen to sleep beside him, and for a moment, the fear stilled.

When she finally stirred, her lashes fluttering and her eyes slowly opening, Roman felt the tight knot of anxiety begin to loosen. Her gaze found his almost instantly, and a smile played on her lips, drowsy but full of warmth.

"Good morning," she murmured softly.

"Good morning, my love," he replied without hesitation, his voice low and thick with emotion as he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "How did you sleep?" he asked, brushing a few strands of hair away from her face.

"Like a baby," Tessy answered, stretching slightly.

A slow smile tugged at his lips as he shifted his gaze deliberately from her face to her stomach and back again. "What about my baby? How did she sleep?"

Tessy blinked at him, confused for a beat, but then her expression shifted as realization dawned. Her brows lifted slightly.

"What makes you think it’s a she and not a he?" she asked, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.

He shrugged casually, though the twinkle in his eyes gave him away. "I’ve always wanted a princess first."

She chuckled softly, then cleared her throat.

"Your voice sounds dry this morning. Should I get you some water?" he asked, already half-rising.

"I’ll prefer warm milk instead," Tessy answered, pushing herself up into a sitting position.

Roman frowned. "Where are you going? You have maids for that," he added quickly before she could respond. "I’ll tell them to bring a glass of warm milk up." He slid out of bed, and made for the door.

"Please give the message to Ruby. She knows exactly how I like it," Tessy said, her voice still slightly hoarse.

Roman nodded firmly, then disappeared into the hallway.

Downstairs, the first maid he encountered was Gina, who instantly dropped into a deep bow.

"Good morning, boss," she greeted respectfully.

"Where is Ruby?" Roman asked, wasting no time.

"She’s outside, at the back," Gina responded quickly.

"Tell her to deliver a glass of warm milk to my wife’s room right now," Roman ordered.

Gina bowed again and moved quickly.

She headed toward the back to find Ruby but after several minutes, she returned to the kitchen alone. Without a word to anyone, she began preparing the milk herself. The clinking of utensils and low hiss of warming milk caught Alexa’s attention as she walked in.

"I believe I heard boss Roman specifically ask for Ruby to deliver the milk. Why are you doing it?" Alexa asked, her tone curious but firm.

"I can’t find Ruby anywhere and Boss said madam needs it immediately," Gina replied, not even looking in her direction.

"What do you mean you can’t find Ruby anywhere?" Alexa pressed.

"You can go check for her yourself," Gina replied flatly.

Without wasting another word, Alexa turned and headed out to the back to search for Ruby herself.

Meanwhile, Gina finished preparing the milk. She placed the warm glass gently on a silver tray and headed upstairs. At Tessy’s door, she knocked and cleared her throat.

"Madam, it’s Gina. I brought your milk," she announced.

Tessy frowned. She had specifically asked for Ruby, and her mood slightly dipped, but after a brief pause, she replied, "Enter."

Gina stepped in quickly, keeping her eyes down. "I’m sorry, madam. I know you asked for Ruby, but she isn’t available at the moment, so I prepared the milk for you so as not to keep you waiting for too long."

"It’s alright," Tessy nodded, brushing her fingers through her hair. She reached for the glass on the tray and lifted it toward her lips. It was just milk. There weren’t any complicated recipes for warm milk. The only reason she had asked for Ruby was because Ruby’s light and cheery presence always made her mornings better.

But the moment the glass neared her lips, something shifted. A familiar feeling crawled up her spine. Her arm slowed, and her eyes narrowed slightly. She could feel it again.

She stared at the glass, lowering it slightly to inspect it, her brows knitting into a frown. At that same moment, Roman reentered the room.

"What’s wrong?" he began, but his words trailed off when her fingers twitched and the glass shattered.

It exploded into dozens of sharp fragments, milk cascading down her body like a waterfall. She gasped, as did Roman. Gina stood frozen at the foot of the bed, her eyes stretched to the maximum.

Roman’s aura blazed instantly, a furious energy crackling through the air.

"What the hell just happened?" he barked, storming over to Tessy, eyes inspecting her hastily for any injuries.

Tessy, stunned and wide-eyed, slowly turned her gaze to Gina. "Why do you keep serving me with faulty glasses?" Her voice was shaky, disbelief laced with fear and frustration.

Roman snapped his head toward Gina, who immediately dropped to her knees.

"You served my wife with a faulty glass?" His voice dropped, thick and thunderous, terrifying enough to make Gina’s body tremble.

She shook her head violently. "I-I don’t know how that is possible, boss. I double-checked the glass to make sure it wasn’t faulty."

"So you’re saying my wife broke it?" Roman’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

"No! No, boss! I can swear she didn’t. I don’t know how it happened. I-i have no explanation!" Gina stammered, her voice breaking as confusion and fear consumed her.

Downstairs, Alexa had finally located Ruby and hurried to her. "What are you doing there? You are needed inside. Madam said you should bring her warm milk."

Ruby nodded and washed her hands quickly, humming softly as she moved to the kitchen following Alexa. She even smiled a little as she prepared the milk and arranged the tray neatly. She always enjoyed serving Tessy; it gave her a sense of purpose.

But as she climbed the stairs, that smile faded. Gina was walking out of Tessy’s room, her face pale and her hands shaking slightly. On the tray she carried were shards of glass and milk-stained linens. Ruby’s brows pulled together.

What the hell happened?

Gina didn’t even look at her. She walked past Ruby with the urgency of someone escaping a fire.

Ruby paused at the door, then knocked gently.

"Come in," Tessy’s voice called.

Ruby stepped inside and froze briefly when she saw the scene. Milk stained the floor. Shards of broken glass were scattered like glittering confetti across the tiles. Roman was crouched by the bed, still checking Tessy. His presence alone made her stiffen, added to the heavy atmosphere.

"Good morning, boss. Good morning, ma’am Tessy," Ruby greeted carefully, then added, "I brought your milk, ma’am Tessy."

Roman stood slowly, his voice still simmering with tightly restrained anger. "How come there are two people preparing milk? I remember I asked for only one person to do it."

"Gina said she couldn’t find Ruby, so she decided to do it herself so as not to keep me waiting," Tessy explained, her gaze flicking toward Ruby with uncertainty.

Roman’s jaw clenched. He was already prepared to punish Gina for her recklessness, but Tessy’s gentle hand on his arm made him pause.

"If she didn’t find Ruby," he said slowly, "then how come Ruby is here now, with milk as well?"

Tessy had no answer for that. She turned to Ruby, eyes questioning.

Ruby swallowed hard, her voice quiet. "It’s Alexa. I was at the back, so Alexa came to tell me that ma’am Tessy needed me to bring her warm milk, so I brought it immediately."

Roman stepped forward. "I hope that glass is not faulty, because even she," he gestured to Tessy, "will not stop me from punishing you should what happened earlier repeat itself."

"It’s not faulty, boss," Ruby said quickly, her hands trembling visibly already.

"Stop scaring her," Tessy scolded gently, then looked at Ruby. "Bring the milk."

Ruby obeyed, carefully moving toward her and offering it. Tessy reached for it, but instead of drinking right away, she held it above the tray, eyes narrowed in tense expectation.

A few seconds passed, but the glass remained whole.

She exhaled slowly, her body easing just slightly, but her mind was a storm of confusion.

What the hell was going on?