Julie’s gaze drifted, her mind turning over the pieces of the puzzle.
There was Lucious, standing before her, willing to stake his life on his master’s honor. There was Isabelle, too—her bright, unwavering faith in Cassius shining through every word she’d spoken about him earlier, from his dessert recipes to his mercy.
And then there was Cassius himself—the infuriating, arrogant genius who’d promised to save them, who’d spared their lives when he could’ve ended them without a second thought. For all his flaws, he’d never struck her as a liar. Reckless, perverse, absurdly talented—yes. But not a liar.
And she knew she had to choose. And against her better judgment, against the absurdity of the moans still filtering through that damned door, she decided to trust him. To trust Cassius with their lives.
"Alright." She said at last, her voice quieter now, tinged with reluctant acceptance. "We’ll wait. We’ll see if your master’s as good as you claim." She glanced at Aisha and Skadi, jerking her head toward the corridor. "Let’s go. There’s nothing more we can do here."
Aisha nodded, still a little flushed but regaining her composure, while Skadi trailed behind, her fluffy tail swishing idly. Julie took one last look at Lucious, who gave her a small, grateful nod, before turning to lead her sisters away from the chaos of that hallway.
But just as they started to move, Skadi stopped dead in her tracks, her ears perking up. Her silver eyes widened in awe as she tilted her head toward the door.
"Whoa." She said, her voice brimming with admiration. "He’s actually wrestling with more than ten people in there! That’s amazing! He’s gotta be really powerful—like, a one-man army or something. No wonder he beat us so easily!"
Julie and Lucious both whipped their heads toward her, their expressions a mirror of utter confusion.
Aisha, meanwhile, spun around so fast she nearly tripped, her face twisting into an absurd mix of exasperation and disbelief.
"What the hell are you talking about, Skadi?!" She shouted, her cat ears twitching furiously as her cheeks flared red again. "Wrestling?! Are you serious? It’s so obvious they’re doing something way dirtier in there!"
Skadi blinked at her, tilting her head innocently.
"Dirty?" She repeated, as if the word didn’t quite compute. Then her face lit up with sudden understanding. "Oh! You mean like mud wrestling? That’d definitely make them dirty! I wouldn’t wanna do that, though—my tail would get all mucky, and it’s way too fluffy for that kind of mess." She puffed out her chest proudly, giving her tail an affectionate little wag.
Lucious stared at Julie with a peculiar, almost helpless look, as if silently asking, Is she always like this?
Julie, for her part, sighed, her expression a mix of exhaustion and bewilderment. She had no idea how Skadi could be so oblivious—how her mind could twist something so blatantly scandalous into...whatever this was.
Aisha threw her hands up, her voice dripping with exasperation. "Skadi, why do you keep insisting they’re wrestling in there? What’s wrong with you? Did you hit your head during the party or something?"
Skadi frowned, crossing her arms like she was offended by the question.
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"I’m not wrong!" She protested. "It’s just like that time when I was a pup. I’ve got proof!" She straightened up, her tail swishing as she launched into her story with the enthusiasm of a child recounting a grand adventure. "See, one night, I wet the bed—total accident, right? So I got up to tell my parents so they could clean it up for me. I was real little, so I didn’t know how to fix it myself yet."
"Anyway, I went to their room, and just as I was about to knock, I heard them both grunting—like, really loud and violent, like they were fighting or something!"
Julie’s eyes widened slightly. Lucious’s jaw dropped. Aisha’s face went from red to ghostly pale as she realized exactly where this was going.
Skadi, oblivious to their reactions, kept going, her voice animated. "And they were saying all this weird stuff too! Like, ’Oh, harder!’ and ’Don’t stop!’ and ’You’re the best! you know, real intense fighting words! I thought they were gonna break something in there, it sounded so wild!" Discover stories at freewebnovel
"So the next morning, I asked them about it, right? I was like, ’What was all that noise last night? Were you guys okay?’ And they both freaked out—like I’d uncovered some big forbidden secret or something!"
Aisha buried her face in her hands, muttering. "Oh gods, no...
Skadi grinned, undeterred. "They got all flustered and sweaty, and then my papa said. "Uh, we were just...wrestling! Yeah, wrestling! That’s it!’ And my mama nodded super fast, like, ’Yep, just wrestling, nothing else! So I was like, ’Ohhhl! Can I wrestle with you guys too?’ And they both shouted ’NO!" at the same time, like I’d asked to jump off a cliff or something."
"Then they said I’d never wrestle with them—only they were allowed to wrestle with each other. And then they told me that when I’m older, I’d find my own wrestling partner to wrestle with for the rest of my life!" She beamed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can’t wait to meet them! Wrestling sounds like so much fun!"
The corridor fell into a stunned, deafening silence.
Julie stared at Skadi, her mouth slightly open, as if she couldn’t decide whether to laugh, cry, or just walk away.
Lucious blinked rapidly, his face a mixture of shock and secondhand embarrassment, clearly trying to process how someone could be this naive.
Aisha, meanwhile, dragged her hands down her face, groaning loudly. "Skadi." She said, her voice muffled by her palms. "You dumb mutt. They weren’t wrestling. They were—" She cut herself off, shaking her head violently. "Nope, never mind, I’m not explaining it. Figure it out yourself someday!"
Skadi pouted, her ears drooping slightly. "But they said they were wrestling! Why would they lie about that? And master sounds just like they did—grunting and stuff! He’s gotta be wrestling in there, right? Maybe he’s training or something!"
Julie finally found her voice, though it came out strained. "Skadi...no. Just...no." She turned to Lucious, who was still staring at the Fenrir girl like she’d grown a second head. "Let’s pretend we didn’t hear any of that. For my sanity’s sake."
Lucious nodded slowly, his expression dazed. "Agreed, Miss Julie. Agreed."
Aisha peeked out from behind her hands, glaring at Skadi. "You’re lucky I already know that you’re a bit off in the head, you little idiot, because otherwise I’d strangle you for making me relive that story in my head." She shuddered, then muttered. "Mud, wrestling...Just what is going on in that tiny brain of hers."
Skadi tilted her head again, her eyes glimmering with confusion but a carefree smile still tugging at her lips. "What’s wrong with mud wrestling?" She asked, her voice light and unbothered. "It sounds messy, sure, but maybe it’s fun if you don’t have a tail to worry about!"
"...I mean, my fluffy tail’s too precious to get all mucky, but for people without one, it might be a blast!"
Aisha opened her mouth, ready to unleash another exasperated scolding, her ears twitching irritably.
"Skadi, I swear, if you don’t stop with this nonsense—"
But she froze mid-sentence, her eyes narrowing as a sudden realization hit her. Her head then turned slowly toward Skadi, her voice dropping to a cautious, almost disbelieving tone.
"Wait. Hold on. Did you just say there were more then ten people inside that room?"
Julie, who had been walking a few steps ahead, stopped and raised a brow, turning back to face Skadi. The absurdity of the idea hung in the air like a bad joke, and even Lucious, looked a bit awkward when the truth had been revealed.
Skadi nodded enthusiastically, her tail swishing as if she were proud of her observation. "Yep! I can smell about a dozen different odors coming from in there. One of them’s a guy—master, obviously—and the rest are girls. A whole bunch of them!" She tapped her nose confidently. "My senses don’t lie!"
Aisha’s jaw dropped, her amber eyes wide with incredulity. "A dozen?! That can’t be true!" She protested, shaking her head furiously. "One man against that many women? That’s impossible! He’s probably die from—"
She cut herself off abruptly, her face flushing a deep scarlet as she realized what she’d almost said.
Skadi blinked at her, tilting her head again.
"Impossible? Why not? I mean, he’s super strong, right? And I can hear all the grunting and stuff it’s definitely a lot of people!" She paused, then frowned slightly, her ears twitching as she studied Aisha. "Wait, can’t you hear it too? Your kitty ears are just as sensitive as mine! You should totally be able to pick up all the sounds coming from in there!"
Aisha’s flush deepened, and she crossed her arms tightly over her chest, glaring at Skadi like she’d just been personally insulted.
"Of course I can’t hear it!" She snapped, her voice a little too loud, a little too defensive. "I’ve been keeping my ears flat against my head this whole time—blocking out all that shameless, disgusting noise! I’m not about to let that filth into my brain, thank you very much!"
Julie shot her a sidelong glance, one brow still arched. "You’ve been that determined to avoid it, huh?"
Aisha huffed, turning her nose up indignantly. "Yes! I have standards, Captain! Unlike some people..." She glared at Skadi again, who just smiled back innocently. "...I don’t go sniffing around for trouble!"
Skadi shrugged, unbothered by the jab. "I wasn’t sniffing for trouble. I was just sniffing. It’s not my fault master smells like he’s got a whole party in there!"
Aisha groaned, looking tired of the barking dog in front of her. But despite her protests, there was a flicker of curiosity in her eyes—something she couldn’t quite suppress.
The idea of twelve people, as ridiculous as it sounded, gnawed at her like wanting to know what was going on in there?
So, against her better judgment, her resolve wavered. "Fine." She muttered under her breath, barely audible. "Just...Just to prove you’re wrong, you dumb mutt I’ll have a listen."
With a reluctant scowl, she hesitated for a moment longer before slowly lifting her fluffy black ears from where they’d been pressed tightly against her head.
She braced herself, her tail flicking nervously behind her and then the sound hit her like a tidal wave.
A barrage of lewd, unrestrained moans flooded her senses, each one more shameless than the last.
"Oh, Young Master, you’re incredible!" One voice purred, high and breathy.
"Don’t stop—please, it’s too good!" Another begged, sultry and desperate.
"Master, you’re a god—I can’t take it anymore!" A third gasped, followed by a rhythmic thump-thump-thump that left little to the imagination.
The voices overlapped, a chaotic symphony of pleasure—some giggling, some panting, some outright crying out in ecstasy—each one distinct, each one painting a vivid, mortifying picture.
Aisha’s face went from pale to a blazing crimson in an instant. Her wide eyes bulged, her mouth falling open as her brain scrambled to process the sheer volume of what she was hearing.
It wasn’t just one or two women—it was a dozen, maybe more, all tangled up in whatever depraved ?mess Cassius had unleashed behind that door. Her ears twitched violently, overwhelmed, and then—
She exploded.
"IT’S TRUE!" She shrieked, her voice cracking as she bolted toward Julie like a frightened kitten running to its mother. She then threw herself at Julie, wrapping her arms around her captain’s waist and burying her face in her side. "Skadi was right! There’s so many of them! I heard it—all these different voices, moaning and—and saying all this awful stuff! ’Oh, Master, you’re so good, and ’Harder, please, and...and...." She shuddered dramatically, her tail puffing up to twice its size. "It’s corrupted me, Captain! My mind’s tainted now I’ll never sleep again! I can’t unhear it!"
Julie staggered slightly under Aisha’s sudden weight, her expression caught between exasperation and faint amusement. "Aisha, calm down—"
"I can’t calm down!" Aisha wailed, clutching Julie tighter, her voice muffled against her shirt. "Those noises—they’re burned into my brain! All those women, giggling and groaning like like animals! And him just...just doing whatever he’s doing! It’s disgusting! It’s horrifying! I’m ruined!"
She whipped her head around to glare at Skadi, pointing an accusing finger. "
This is all your fault, you dumb mutt! You made me listen—you tricked me into it! Tell her, Captain—scold her for ruining me!"
Skadi blinked, her ears drooping slightly as she scratched her cheek. "My fault? I didn’t trick you—I just said what I heard! And smelled!" She tilted her head again, looking genuinely puzzled. "Why’s it such a big deal? It’s just wrestling, right? Like my parents! Maybe Cassius is really good at it—winning against all those girls at once!"
Aisha let out a strangled noise, somewhere between a scream and a sob. "It’s not wrestling, you idiot! It’s—ugh, never mind! You’re hopeless!" She buried her face back in Julie’s side, muttering. "I need to bleach my ears. And my brain, Captain."
"...Someone get me a priestess or something. I’ve been defiled!"
Julie sighed heavily, patting Aisha’s head with the patience of a saint. "You’ll survive." She said dryly. "It’s not the end of the world."
"It feels like the end of the world." Aisha shot back, her voice trembling with flustered indignation. "You didn’t hear it, Captain! It was like a...a lewd choir!"
"...All those voices, all at once, praising him like he’s some kind of of sex deity! I can’t believe I ever thought he was remotely respectable!