A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Chapter 117: Chapter 117 - Elora's questions

Anger flared in Emily's eyes when she heard Elora's dismissal. "I was not lying! Isn't it enough that you're forcing me to stay here to watch this and answer your questions? Now you're questioning my answers?!"

Elora just grinned with amusement at Emily's impotent outrage, "Calm down, would you? We both know you've forgotten one more thing you're feeling."

Emily scowled and turned away from Elora with a huff of annoyance, her long black hair fluttering in the air.

She chewed her lips in an effort to keep quiet, but eventually, she sighed. If she didn't answer, Elora was going to force her anyway. Not to mention that the sounds, smell, and sights in this room were making her horny and uncomfortable.

She wanted to leave as soon as possible.

So she turned back to Elora with narrowed eyes. "Fine. I'm not entirely sure why, but I feel jealous."

Immediately, Emma tore her eyes away from the scene between Erik and Nora to look at her big sister with wide eyes before showing a small, happy smile with twinkling eyes.

At the same time, Elora grinned. "There you go. That wasn't so hard, was it?"

She waved her hand dismissively and continued, "Let's forget about the embarrassment; the reason is obvious and uninteresting." Her eyes then narrowed with glee. "Instead, let's focus on your anger and jealousy. Where do you think those come from?"

Emily again appeared unwilling to answer, but when Elora waved some fingers tipped with a dark green aura around, and Emily felt a little tug at the covenant, she reluctantly mumbled, "It's stupid…"

Elora put a hand in front of her mouth and giggled. "I'm sure it is, but say it anyway."

Emily quickly glanced at Emma, who looked at her curiously and, for some reason, happily. 'Did she have to be here for this?' she thought to herself.

Then she sighed and put a hand on her forehead while leaning back. Despite being forced into this, she suddenly felt strangely glad she could voice some of this out loud. Perhaps she just needed a reason.

"I don't know why this bothers me. It shouldn't. But… the fact is that, even if I don't like to admit it, Erik has had every opportunity to do whatever he likes with me. I know I don't stand a chance against him, especially with your help." She indicated towards Elora at the end with a clearly annoyed wave of her hand.

She continued, "Yet he's hardly done anything! I mean, sure, he's done some perverted crap, but, for the most part, he's barely touched me. And I'm not saying I want him to!" Her last sentence was accompanied by a lot of arm waving and head shaking.

She crossed her arms and grumbled. "Still, I just thought he liked to move slowly." Then, her eyes flared with complicated fury and jealousy. "Yet now he's already fucking this bimbo he just met today!"

Grinning and raising an eyebrow, Elora asked. "So what?"

A little taken aback, Emily wasn't actually sure how to answer that question. 'Why do I care,' she sank into thought.

Elora didn't wait for an answer and turned to Emma while indicating toward the scene in front of them, which had now transitioned into a different position, where Erik had finally allowed Nora to go down to the floor while he continued to rail her ass. "Same question for you. What do you feel when you look at that?"

Emma, who had been looking at her big sister with curiosity, suddenly startled a little despite having expected this to happen.

She poked her fingers together and moved her gaze back to the scene before them with a complicated expression.

Despite that, she didn't feel as much apprehension in mentioning her feelings towards Elora. In fact, though Erik and Emily certainly came first, Elora was currently ranked third on Emma's list of people she cared about.

Of course, the only other people on there were Seraphina and Astrid, but even so.

"I feel…" she began but waited a little, as if gathering her thoughts, "I feel embarrassed, happy, and… a little anxious."

Elora giggled happily as Emma responded precisely how she had predicted. With a playful smirk, she asked the same question as earlier, "Skipping the embarrassment again, tell me about the happiness and anxiety."

Emma had a small, happy smile on her face as she looked at the intimate scene in front of them. "There's no big secret about the first one. Seeing Sir enjoy himself like that simply makes me happy."

Elora actually didn't make a joke or giggle at that. She actually smiled with something that came surprisingly close to warmth and kindness, something she only reserved for family. "There really aren't many people like you around, Emma. Most would call you naive or even stupid. But I think you simply know what makes you happy."

Elora caught herself thinking, 'I really hope she passes the test.' Before shaking herself free from those thoughts and finding her playful again, she asked, "So what about the anxiety?"

Now, Emma suddenly looked a little uncomfortable as she poked her fingers together and shifted her weight from one foot to the other, causing her maid dress to flutter a little.

Finally, she answered. "I- I know what… those things I do with Sir in the bedroom will eventually lead to… and I don't plan on fighting that. In fact, I think I want it, but…" she cautiously pointed at Nora, who was moaning and shaking her ass like a whore, "will he expect me to act like that?"

Anxiety was heavy in her voice as she asked that question. She had seen Erik have sex with Elora, which, if not much tamer, had at least been far more loving than this. Yet, she also knew Erik's relationship with Elora was special, and this was the first time she had seen him have sex with someone who wasn't Elora.

Elora smiled indulgently at her question, having expected it and knowing exactly how to answer.