The Evil Lord's Wife Has Spirit Blood-Chapter 368

Spent and tired from having her memories scanned, Michelle remained on Alexander’s bed, not really caring about anything.

Alexander moved over to her and pulled her to him.

"How do you feel?" he asked as he brushed his fingers through Michelle’s hair before moving his hands to rub her temples.

Michelle moved her gaze to look at his face.

"My head hurts," she was complaining, but her voice was calm.

Alexander slightly increased the pressure he was putting on Michelle’s temple, as if trying to massage the pain away.

"Just rest now. It will get better in a while." It was rare for him to be so gentle and Michelle couldn’t quite wrap her head around it.

But with the throbbing in her head, she couldn’t even think about it much and just closed her eyes to enjoy the massage.

After massaging her temples for a while, Alexander proceeded to massage her whole scalp and the back of her neck, greatly soothing Michelle’s pain.

It was like he exactly knew which spot to press to alleviate any new pain as soon as it appeared.

But, unfortunately, the massage wasn’t helping with the pain that already appeared before Alexander started the massage.

Under the soothing of Alexander’s massage, Michelle slowly got better.

But she didn’t get up, quite enjoying Alexander’s closeness.

"All better now?" he asked, but he didn’t stop the massage, which kept Michelle relaxed.

"Yeah..." she didn’t even nod so Alexander would stop massaging her head.

It was an amazing feeling.

From the pressure on her scalp, tingles spread through her neck down to her body, making her muscles relax.

Seeing how Michelle was enjoying the massage, Alexander also gave a slight smile.

"If you lay on your stomach, I’ll massage your back too."

Hearing that, Michelle didn’t even give it a moment of thought and turned to lie on her stomach in front of Alexander.

Alexander leaned over her and put his hands on her shoulders, where they connected to her neck.

Under the bed, Tenether was silent and nearly motionless.

Keeping track of time, he knew that Michelle must have already been fine, but he didn’t come out yet.

He felt deep fear towards Alexander, so he wouldn’t dare disturb him.

So, the room remained silent, except the occasions when Alexander pressed on a stiff muscle in Michelle’s back to soothe it, which in turn made her breathe out or groan in satisfaction.

Alexander wasn’t the kind of person to give someone a massage, but Michelle wasn’t just someone.

For her, Alexander would do something he had never done before.

Because Alexander had never massaged someone else in the past, he missed a few things he would have noticed if he had massaged at least one person, naturally assuming that person was a human or at least had a fully human form.

So, Alexander didn’t realize that while massaging Michelle, her joints bent around and gave way to his hands, and her muscles flexed a bit of a distance from his hand.

In other words, while the muscles right under Alexander’s hands were relaxed, a perimeter of flexed muscle was formed in a circle around his palms.

Slowly relaxing from the massage, Michelle closed her eyes lazily, wanting nothing more than to stay like that for as long as possible.

She was sure that she could even be able to fall asleep like that, even though she wasn’t all that tired.

But Michelle did have some sense of responsibility, so she knew not to fall asleep.

She still had to take care of the contract with Tenether.

So, though she didn’t want it, she got up and got off the bed.

"Tenether..." she looked under the bed, seeing the bored furball.

"We still have things to talk about."

The cat came out from under the bed and jumped on top, landing next to Michelle.

"I’ll give you a week to break the contract on your own," the words sounded in Michelle’s mind when Tenether gave a meow.

That made Michelle frown a bit.

If she had to be honest, she wanted to avoid breaking the contract, but that would mean Tenether would break it himself and that would hurt her greatly.

Also, she wasn’t really sure if a week was enough for her to find a way to break the contract without hurting herself.

And maybe, it would even be easier to find a way to strengthen the contract so Tenether couldn’t break it on his own, than really breaking it, because reinforcing it wouldn’t be going against the Heavenly Law and the natural laws.

But that would be completely breaking Tenether’s trust and ruin the relationship completely.

After angering him like that, Michelle could never be sure that he wouldn’t sabotage her.

A monster with its trust broken and pride hurt could do some nasty things, especially if it was an ancient monster that had caused disasters that required the black god himself to intervene.

Knowing that breaking Tenether’s trust wasn’t a good thing to do, Michelle decided to talk with him a bit more.

Especially about extending the period he gave her to find a method to break the contract.

Tenether wasn’t the least bit happy to hear that, but eventually, he agreed to extend the time to a month.

And if, in that period, she was able to make it change its mind, it would either extend the time further, or even agree to have Michelle as its contracted master.

After that conversation, Tenether asked to be sent into Michelle’s space.

When going through Michelle’s memories, he saw the space and got quite curious about it.

And the creatures that Michelle had in there.

She had put them there when they were still just unhatched eggs, so she herself didn’t even know what creatures they were.

And she didn’t even seem all that curious about them.

But Tenether was curious, so he wanted to go to the space.

Since he wanted it, Michelle sent him in.

After that, she was once again alone with Alexander and laid back next to him.

"You won’t start researching how to break the contract?" he wasn’t expecting that.

Michelle shrugged. "Not yet. I still have time."

Alexander raised a brow.

"Are you that confident you will be able to achieve your goal?"

Michelle shook her head.

"Even if he gives me a month, that’s not enough time. The only way I can now prevent getting hurt is convincing him to stay my contracted beast."

Alexander’s eyes narrowed sharply.

"Or you could kill him. It’s not that difficult," he lowered himself to lie next to Michelle as he spoke, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"No," Michelle was still set on not killing Tenether.

Alexander wasn’t happy with that.

"Then reinforce the contract, so he can’t break it and hurt you."

Michelle shook her head.

"That’s a no‑go."

With her stubbornness, there was no convincing her otherwise.

Alexander could only sigh.

"So, what’s your plan?" he asked.

Michelle lifted her shoulders carelessly.

"I didn’t think about that yet," she answered truthfully.

The moment Michelle’s words fell, Alexander tightened his grip around her waist.

"Then think about it now." He pressed his face against the side of her neck.

"What’s the point of making a plan...? Even if Tenether does break the contract himself, it won’t hurt me all that much." Michelle was in an extremely lazy mood.

Maybe that was still an aftereffect of having been in the Starving Cub state, or maybe because of the massage Alexander had given her.

Whichever was the case, Michelle didn’t mind, but she felt lazy.

Laziness was her new, but temporary, friend.

When Alexander heard that, he knew there was no point in arguing.

So, he just opened his mouth and bit down on the side of Michelle’s neck, his teeth sinking into her skin.

Michelle gasped in surprise, having not expected that the least bit.

"Damn, I’ll bite you back..." she muttered.

Alexander let go of her neck when he heard that.

"You will?" he had a smirk on his face, like the thought of being bitten actually pleased him.

"I highly suspect you have some weird tendencies," she turned her head slightly to look at the handsome face.

"You enjoy being hurt? You relish in your own pain?"

Alexander snickered.

"A mark from you is a gift, isn’t it? And doesn’t it sound nice to have me marked as yours? Just like I marked you as mine..."

With the last sentence, he moved his hand to Michelle’s neck and pressed on the bite mark.

Michelle turned her whole body so she was facing Alexander completely.

"It does sound nice, indeed. You being mine..." she smiled wide.

"Oh... how nice it sounds..." she let out a suppressed chuckle.

Hearing that chuckle, Alexander had a bad feeling about it, even though that rarely happened.

Especially around Michelle.

"You are laughing like a sick child," he commented.

Michelle raised a brow.

"A sick child? I didn’t know children could laugh when near someone like you," she couldn’t help but jab.

At the same time, she moved her hands to Alexander’s neck, tugging at the neckline of his robe.