A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Chapter 268: Chapter 268 - Coming out [2/2]

"Master!" a happy and excited Emma exclaimed, before turning around and glomping Erik into a hug. Despite her previous confidence, the observant under them still noticed a hint of relief in her actions.

It was no different for the others, however. They all looked relieved. Even Emily. Although her relief looked a little more hesitant, as she was still getting used to this whole 'having admitted her feelings' thing.

Alice even jumped in and hugged both Emma and Erik with a content smile. The young girl had been growing much closer to Emma over the last few weeks, and she had also started missing Erik due to his long absences.

Eira also looked happy, but mostly because things didn't come to blows. She already knew Erik was fine. In fact, rather than celebrate, she was sticking out her tongue towards Emily and Astrid, as if to taunt them with the fact that she had been speaking the truth after all.

Emily and Astrid ignored her, though, and focused on Erik, which actually made the construct a little sad. Yet, determination also appeared. Erik and Emma were kind to her, and she would make the others accept her as well!

While Erik was busy consoling Emma and Alice, Elora had already disappeared back into his soul, as she was far to tired to deal with all this emotional stuff.

After Emma and Alice had let go of him, Emily remained back a little with a hesitant expression, while Astrid walked up to Erik with a smile of camaraderie and softly punched his shoulder. "Glad you're alright, Erik."

Then her eyes sparkled with excitement. "So since you took an extra few days, can I assume you succeeded already? I'm looking forward to pitching this thundersnow of yours against my sun power!"

Eira was immediately roused from her inner thoughts and also looked at Erik with curiosity and eager expectation. In fact, everyone did.

Seeing their gazes, Erik chuckled. He may be tired, but he was never too tired to show off for the women he already considered his.

So, as an answer to Astrid's question, he held up a single hand with a confident grin and once again conjured an orb with a thunderous and crackling snowstorm inside it.

Several exclamations of surprise and awe sounded across the room as all eyes were drawn to the spectacle on his hand.

Naturally, Erik basked happily in their expressions.

Especially Eira was excited as she quickly approached Erik, "You did it! Does that mean you can learn that technique now, and we can get started on designing the medium?! I've spent the last few weeks thinking of design ideas!"

"Oh?" Erik looked at the excited construct with an eyebrow raised in amusement. "Are you talking to me again, Eira? You disappeared a little abruptly last time."

"Y— You…! That was y— your fault!" she quickly defended herself while stammering heavily. "Y— You did a v— very weird thing! N— Now, just a— answer the questions, a— and maybe I'll forgive you for what you did!"

Erik chuckled with amusement at her embarrassment. "Thank you, oh benevolent Eira. In answer to your question, I need a little rest first, but when my brain stops feeling so heavy I'll quickly start learning the Frostvolt technique."

All previous embarrassment was forgotten as excitement and happiness sparkled in her eyes and she flew up while clapping her hands. "Yes!" Without skipping a beat, she flew behind Erik and started pushing him towards the living spaces. "What are you waiting for then! Go rest!"

"Alright, alright, I'm going!" Erik laughed, actually quite happy that Eira was so pushy in getting him away from the others, as he was just about to crash.

Emma, dressed in her maid clothes as always, quickly followed after them, "Wait for me! I'll prepare a bath!"

Meanwhile, Astrid laughed boisterously at the scene, before pointing after Erik and yelling, "You owe me a spar again, Erik! Thundersnow versus Sun!" Explore stories at m,v l'e-NovelBin.net

On the way out, Erik's eyes also passed over Emily, who was currently standing in the back, trying not to look at him. The goth girl had remained remarkably quiet this whole time, considering she wasn't usually hesitant to let her voice be heard.

Although Erik wasn't actually that surprised.

In fact, Erik and Emily had had very little contact in the last few weeks, even during his breaks. Despite having admitted her feelings for him, she seemed to still have some trouble showing it in public. Or, perhaps, she was simply feeling embarrassed about the other thing she had admitted that night.

To be fair, though. Erik also hadn't tried to seek her out. Something he did on purpose.

Last time they were together, he got her to admit her feelings for him, and her desire to be punished. which meant she now knew where to get that subconscious itch scratched whenever she wanted.

But first, she would have to come to him. Erik would wait patiently until her desire for punishment overwrote her embarrassment and desire for independence.

Still, he would have hoped her feelings for him at this point would be strong enough to at least say a few words to him.

In fact, he knew that Emily was the one who pushed the hardest for forcing that dome to come down, as Elora had filled him in on everything that happened during that altercation.

Ever the paranoid one, she kept a constant eye on the entire dimension using her omnisense. She simply hadn't warned Erik of it before, as that would have defeated the purpose of Eira and Emma trying to keep the others from disturbing him out of worry.

Erik sighed inwardly a little, but kept on letting himself get pushed towards the living spaces.

As soon as he passed the door, however, Emily voice sounded in his head, "I'm glad you're okay…"

She had used the Bond of Service link in order not to say the words out loud.

Immediately, Erik smirked victoriously. 'You'll be mine soon enough, Emily. I'll have you admit your darkest desires and bind you to me in pleasure and love.'

His own feelings for Emily were slightly conflicted. One one hand, he enjoyed her feisty nature, on the other, she awakened his deepest impulses for domination, something none of the other women in his life were able to do.

'I hope I can find some kind of middle ground,' he chuckled to himself, while making his way to his bedroom for some well deserved rest.