Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas-Chapter 94: Since I was unconscious...

I waited for Jin-Yeok to open up, but he was reluctant to start speaking.

I expected it.

It was a secret that he planned to keep hidden from me for as long as he could.

"Take your time, master." I said, gently stroking his hair, but I didn’t want him to take his time. I wanted him to sill his secret as quickly as possible.

The others had no idea I had woken up, and Jin-Yeok certainly didn’t inform them. I don’t even know if they’re in the house right now, but if they found out I had woken up, then I wouldn’t be able to hear Jin-Yeok’s story.

Also, they would definitely be jealous to know that I was spending time with the very Jin-Yeok that had been so careless with me and put me in my unconscious state.

I hope they don’t start a fist fight, though. Handsome faces shouldn’t bleed for no reason.

"Jo-Pil," Jin-Yeok called, clutching onto my loose night pants. "I don’t want you to be scared of me."

Again with this?

"It’s alright, I won’t hate you," I assured him softly. "We all have different crimes we’ve committed in life. Remember when I told you I had killed a man, an Alpha, and I don’t regret it one bit. He was still at fault, of course, but killing was killing regardless of whether they were at fault, and yet after I told you that... You did not scorn me or hate me for what I had done. So," I lowered my body and covered his head as if I were a protective cloth shielding him from the world. "...why would I hate you or be scared of you when you listened to me and didn’t judge me?"

Jin-Yeok bit his lip, hiding under my arms, and then he said the first part of the truth, freewebnoveℓ.com

"My smile is a facade, and what it hides is... My lunacy." He said. "I... Delight in killing people, Jo-Pil, and I have killed so many people that I’ve lost count. That is my secret, and that is why you could sense death around me with a strange power."

Okay, so I was more surprised that he wasn’t asking me about my strange ability than the fact that he had summarized his scenes so neatly to the point that one would hardly think it was the truth.

Damn, did he not know doubt? How could he believe me so easily? Were the words I said enough confirmation for him to know that it was not a make-believe ability?

Since I was unconscious, there was no way for me to suddenly dig up his secret, and even if I were awake, there was no way I would dig up his secret without catching his attention.

So, my words alone... My words that I spoke with confidence, yet filled with uncertainty as I doubted what I had sensed... Was enough proof to get him to believe me.

"Jo-Pil?" Jin-Yeok called with a shaky voice, and I snapped out of my thoughts.

Oh, right. I needed to give him a response.

I never thought I would hear that charming voice of his sound so scared. He must really be scared of the fact that I would loathe him for who he was.

"The people you killed..." I began, "Were they people who were innocently walking along the way and minding their business?"

"No," he answered.

"Were they innocent women and defenseless children?"

"No, they were all grown men." He said, and I nodded.

"Then I don’t see anything wrong with it." I said, and his eyes widened in shock. Yeah, he heard me right. "It is an issue that you delight in killing, but at the same time, the people you kill are all bad people, so it’s like you’re doing the world some good and taking out the trash." I laughed softly. "It would’ve been a different case if you actually killed women and children, though. But it’s alright."

"I... I don’t understand." He said, raising his head to look at me with uncertainty and confusion.

A normal person would definitely not take his words so lightly, but that’s for a normal person. I wasn’t normal, so it’s fine.

"It’s exactly what I said, Master." I said, stroking his cheeks and then his hair. "It’s fine to kill people, just don’t go for the innocent ones."

To think a day would come when I would tell someone it was fine to commit murder. Seriously, what had become of me?

But it wasn’t like I could tell him to stop killing people. I couldn’t heal or change him in an instant, so I planned to do it one step at a time.

"But it will be bad if you kill too many a time so let’s do this. Will you do as I say?" I asked, and he nodded.

Was he hypnotized? Why did he nod so easily?

"For a week, why don’t you limit your killing to only ten people?" I suggested. "I’m not saying you should look for ten people to kill a week, but if you do have to kill, count the numbers and stop at ten. If there are still others that need to die, then lock them up. Kill them the week after, is that fine?"

No, that didn’t sound right. If there were more to kill the next week, how would he do it?

"Okay, do this instead. If there are more to kill after you count ten for the week, give them to someone else to kill." I said, my eyes glowering with a certain delight. "That way, ’you’ don’t have to do all the killing and we can gradually kill your thirst for blood. How is that?"

It seemed like I was also going mad, and this plot was affecting my way of thinking, but I didn’t even want to think about what I was saying.

My main objective was to get him to minimize the amount of blood he spilled over the week.

"Will you do that for me?" I asked, and Jin-Yeok, who had heard the most outrageous thing, had his lips curling up in a grin.

It felt like... He had met his match.

"Alright," he said. "I promise to only kill ten times a week."

"Great," I clasped my hands together in delight. "Now, you have to do one more favor for me."

"What is it?" He asked, and my delight turned dark as he gazed at him seriously. "Stop taking those drugs."