Awakening Domination System: But I'm a Slave?-Chapter 15: Selene Glimor

Selene stepped forward.

Click! Click!

Her heels clicking against the cold stone floor.

The moonlight casted a silvery glow across her pale nightgown.

Her gaze—sharp, cold—pinned Caleb in place like a hawk eyeing a trembling rabbit.

He froze.

The bruises on his face, the smears of blood across his mouth, nose... all exposed under her unwavering glare.

Gulp!

He swallowed.

Then—took a step back.

"M-My Lady," He stammered, pointing a trembling finger at Alaric, who was groaning, barely managing to push himself up on one knee.

"Th-this filthy slave, he—"

"Shut up with your nonsense."

Her words sliced through the hallway like a whip.

Caleb's mouth opened, the fire returning to his eyes, "But Lady Selene, how—!"

"Is that all you know?" she said, stepping closer, her tone laced with disdain.

"Barking at others like some spoiled mutt whenever things don't go your way?"

Caleb's eyes widened, his lips parting in disbelief.

Her voice grew colder, and deadlier with each step.

"Your mother had the nerve to say it would be a shame to marry my daughter into your house."

She let out a cold laugh.

"But now? Now I think it would be an even greater shame—no, a disgrace—to tie my daughter to someone like you."

"But—!" Caleb began again, voice cracking.

"Tell me, Caleb," she cut him off again.

Taking another step closer.

Her shadow now falling across his feet, her Emerald eyes piercing through his soul.

Her voice dropped, low, biting.

"How do you intend to stand by her side? To protect her? To lead beside her? When you can't even handle a single servant?"

Caleb's pride shattered, and for a moment, all he could do was stare—like a shy little boy who had just been stripped bare in front of the big sisters.

His lips parted as if he were about to protest, to spit out one last desperate defense—but then his body stiffened.

His eyes widened suddenly.

He clutched his head, stumbling back.

His face twisted in pain.

His mouth opened—but not a single scream escaped.

Moments passed.

Haaa!

Then, with a choked gasp, his knees gave out.

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He collapsed onto all fours, panting, body trembling.

"This... this isn't fair," he stammered, his voice weak, broken. "My father... h-he—"

"Yes, yes," Selene cut him off coldly, folding her arms. "Go run back to your dear daddy. Tell him how his delicate little prince was tossed around by a 'mere slave boy.'"

"Cry to him. Maybe he'll pat your head and remind you how special you are."

Caleb flinched as if was slapped in the face.

His mouth moved again—but he couldn't summon the strength to respond. He simply lowered his head, shame burning his cheeks.

Selene's voice hardened even further.

"Now get out of my sight."

Caleb slowly stood, shoulders shaking with a mix of rage and humiliation.

He turned, not daring to meet her gaze, and began walking away—swallowing his pride like poison.

But just as he passed the archway, her voice rang out again.

"One more thing."

He halted.

"If you ever come near my daughter again," she said, voice like ice, "you won't find me nearly this merciful next time."

Caleb's fists clenched at his sides, knuckles white.

But he didn't respond.

Just as Caleb's figure vanished into the shadows, Selene exhaled slowly and turned.

"And you—" she said, her voice sharp as she shifted her gaze to Alaric.

Alaric, who had been limping against the wall, quickly straightened his posture despite the pain that screamed through his chest and ribs.

He bowed his head low, instinctively, like as if it was a natural thing to do.

He said nothing.

Just stood there, silent and still.

Beads of sweat clung to his brow, his breathing slightly ragged, the faint tremble in his shoulders betraying the wounds he was trying to suppress.

Selene's eyes narrowed.

She studied him. The bruises, the trembling limbs. The mess of torn fabric and bloodied skin.

He's unawakened, she thought. Her brow creased.

Then how in did he overpower Caleb?

But she said nothing more on the matter.

Just clicked her tongue softly, turned on her heel, and murmured, "Never mind."

"Go back. Lena will take you to your new quarters."

Without sparing him another glance, Selene began to walk away.

Click! Click!

Her heels clicking softly against the marble floor.

"Haaa...!"

Alaric exhaled deeply, wincing as he pushed himself off the wall.

Each breath burned his ribs, and his legs trembled with the weight of fatigue.

Still, he limped forward.

"That sure was scary," he muttered under his breath, voice hoarse.

He rubbed the back of his neck and winced.

"Didn't know she had that kind of power..."

Just then, the system window appeared in front of him.

[Would the Host like to view the target's stats?]

Alaric blinked, startled.

"Wait, I can do that?"

[Yes, Host can view stats of the 'Targets.]

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Selene, huh... Show me."

[Loading target profile: Selene Gilmore...]

Name: Selene Glimor

Title: Baroness of House Glimor

Age: 35

Affiliation: House Glimor (by marriage)

Essence Path: Mind Essence(A-Rank)

Rank: C+

??? (Full information will only be accessible once host subjugate the target.)

"Mind Essence, huh?" Alaric muttered, eyes fixed on the translucent panel hovering in front of him.

"That explains what happened with that brat..." he murmured.

His mind wandered, recalling the moment Caleb dropped to his knees, clutching his head in agony.

As if hundreds—no, thousands—of invisible needles were drilling into his brain.

And yet, not a single scream had left his mouth.

Or rather—

She didn't let him.

A cold shiver crept down Alaric's spine, "Let's not get on her bad side for now."

Then, with a wince and a hand pressed against his ribs and limped deeper into the quiet corridor.

[+50 Domination Points!]

[Main Quest: Subjugate Selene Gilmore - 35% Progressed]

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