The hivemind is conquering for me? Chapter 920: The Hunt For Apollo...

The search began immediately. Apollo was unpredictable in nature. Valerica told Hecate, Hailey and Janine to check upstairs while the others would begin to search the surrounding mountains.

If Apollo had decided to go for an enthusiastic walk, he could end up anywhere. Hopefully he wasn’t injured, but with the amount of Psionic beverage he consumed, he might not be able to defend himself as he usually could.

...

Meanwhile,

"Hahaha! Orchid more kissies!"

Orchid had to do the unthinkable and dodge the barrage of love sent her way. She had failed the last seven times, but this time she managed to dodge Apollo-love’s love and finally pull his pants back up without his weapon getting in the way.

"Orchard. Orchard? Hahaha Orchid! Orchid, is that really you? My lovely Orchid bug-wife?"

"Yes, Apollo-love. It is Orchid." Orchid repeated for the tenth time. But her face was all smiles. Apollo was in love overload and she was loving every second of it.

When she found him, the alcohol beverage had taken its hold and he could barely walk. It looked like he had spent a great deal of time trying to get to the bathroom. Fortunately she was here for her mate just as he needed her.

Another wave of kisses came towards her, with her primary task complete, she didn’t dodge this time.

She allowed Apollo’s tongue to part her lips and dominate her mouth...

She had missed the feeling so much. She loved it. She loved him. She wanted to show her mate that love. Take his giggle stick into her mouth and begin to slobber over its deliciousness.

But Orchid was a good wife. Her husband, her mate, needed rest. She wasn’t sure exactly how strong the stuff he drank this time was, but judging from the smell when she entered that room, it was a lot more potent than the last time Apollo had the Psionic alcohol.

Picking him up with triviality, she ignored the jelly feeling in her legs as he attached his lips onto her neck, giving her immense amounts of pleasure. She strode forward and opened the bathroom door.

Directly opposite from where she was, was the lounge... She heard no one in there except for the Red haired woman. Orchid decided to take him upstairs. As she made it up the large staircase Janine left a room near the top of the stairs.

Orchid was in plain view of her if she looked to her left. Instead Janine turned right after leaving, walking a few moments before going into another room.

Orchid didn’t think much of it and walked to the room Janine had left.

A bed was present.

Perfect.

She then walked across the room and gently placed Apollo on the bed before walking back to the door and quietly closing it. She didn’t lock it as the others would probably come and see him soon, but that didn’t matter.

Turning back around Apollo was already trying to leave the bed. His eyes were teary.

"Orchid! Where is my hive? Apollo needs his buggy beauty!"

Orchid hastily went to Apollo’s side and climbed into bed with him. "Orchid is here, Apollo-love. Orchid would advise you to stop yelling unless you want us to go back to home world... Actually say whatever you desire, my love, Orchid supports all your actions. She and Onyx will defend you till you get there."

Apollo frowned as she said that. Thinking she had done something wrong, she was about to apologise, but he then pouted and held her tight.

"That Stalker has upset me... Leaving me all alone because stupid visions... Apollo only needs Orchid. Kissies?"

Orchid kissed her mate once more. The question she had about Onyx vanished with her growing desire to lay with her mate. To calm herself, Orchid broke the kiss and pulled Apollo onto a more comfortable position on the bed. She then managed to get him under the covers after removing his pants again and proceeded to slip underneath and snuggled up against him.

She missed this. This natural state. This calm. Outside of this bed. There was nothing. No one. All that existed was her and Apollo. Two mates. It felt right. It was how it was supposed to be.

"Orchid?" Apollo spoke.

"Yes, Apollo-love?"

"Apollo is thirsty."

"Would you like me to get you some water? Or perhaps another cold beverage?" She asked and Apollo squeezed her so hard. She found her cave slickening. He had gotten stronger

"No! Don’t leave." He said, adorably possessive. It always made her heart race when Apollo got possessive.

"Then should Orchid call for the others and have them-"

"Apollo wants to suck your boob and-"

Before Apollo could say anything else, Orchid folded under zero pressure. Her clothes melded into her body and her breast was already in his mouth, blocking him from speaking further.

"Hah~ Apollo~ Mmmmh~ Let your mate sustain you. As she did for so many years~ Hahh~"

Orchid was glad now that she had enjoyed the meal at the restaurant. She hadn’t been eating much lately and Apollo could taste when she wasn’t eating. She had plenty of nutrition for her mate now. All she had to do was allow the orgasmic event to play out.

...

Hailey, Janine and Hecate regrouped at the top of the stairs, outside a closed door...

"Anything?" Hecate asked.

Janine shook her head. "No, I checked every room I could find." She gestured to the closed door to her left and all the other doors down the hall

"Same. Apollo is not in the building. We should join the others and look outside." Hailey commented, her heart racing.

In her heart. She knew her man was fine. She could feel him with her love. He knew he was close. She just knew. She could sense the same power that forced her to stop that ship and allowed fate to begin the wonderful dance of love.

But it was that same love that left her worried beyond belief. She needed to see her man. To confirm with her own eyes that he was safe. She just had to see him...

Hecate then opened a wormhole to the front of the house, instead of taking the stairs, and spoke to the two of them.

"Come on, let’s go and find him. Apollo will most likely be somewhere so obvious, the others had failed to check. I mean, with his Thermokinesis, he might just be right outside, sleeping underneath some freshly fallen snow. Totally Unbothered."

That was not reassuring. There was a snowstorm occurring at this moment. A lot of snow was ’freshly fallen.’

They had to find Apollo soon, or they weren’t going to find him at all.

...

After private talks amongst powerful nobles, interviews and a series of other annoying shit, Sigismund and Dickon were done for the day. Usually Dickon would have a smile on his face right now, he did enjoy being civil king and all the tasks that came with it while Sigismund... Did not enjoy the less bloody side of his job.

However, today the roles were reversed. Sigismund was smiling as throughout the day, he had been making small little snipes at the Civil kings expense.

"I wonder if that beautiful dress she was wearing earlier is crumpled up at the side of a room now?"

"Stop."

"Sentinel Apollo has just gotten back from war. He is nineteen. Young and Virile. The blood of those he has slain poisons his veins, he needs and knows a simple release. Carnal passion.

"Stop."

"Just think. Sweet Hailey, once so cute and innocent. On her knees, rear in the air at this late hour, begging for Sentinel Lambdason to destroy her-"

"STOP TALKING!" Dickon roared at Sigismund.

Those present in the room they were in were stunned into silence. Eyes wide with fear and curiosity.

Sigismund stared at Dickon for a moment before replying. "Ha! Good to see your backbone is still there, Dickon. I was starting to have doubts about its existence." He said, patting him on the back

Dickon walked away from the sick individual next to him as he spotted a woman across the room. A professional observer. Paid to observe Hailey, not spy... No, that would be wrong. Just to observe her movements around the palace... To make sure she was safe.

"*Ahem* lovely night isn’t it?" Dickon broke the ice before not so subtly leaning in. "So, how is my sweetie? Is she well? Is she accommodated with everything she needs?"

"Princess Hailey is not on palace grounds and has not been for several hours."

Dickon felt a lump the size of a watermelon in his neck for a moment. "She- She’s not? Then where is she?"

"She went back to Olympus not long after Sigismund arrived." The observer started. Dickon was ok with that. Olympus was good. The family home was there. But then the observer continued.

"She stayed there for a few hours, investigating something. I do not know, I don’t have clearance. Don’t ask. After that she took a shuttle to the mountainous northwest continent. We stopped tracking after that as the Praetorian’s aboard the shuttle sent counter espionage warnings."

"North west is it?" An eavesdropping king suddenly interjected into the conversation, smirking. "Say. Doesn’t Valerica Hyllus have a home there? In the mountains? Hmm, come to think of it, Sentinel Lambdason is Valerica’s adopted son... Surely he would be allowed to crash there when he needed to... Perhaps in his war weary state, he has decided to invite a few girls around? To make some late night entertainment and-"

"Stop talking!"