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Draco was in the woods sleeping soundly with his back resting on the trunk. The man wasn't afraid of any wild animal because he was the wildest of them all. A cracked mind link had his eyes shot opening wide. The man sat upright. The fire in front of him was extinguished and only the hue of red remained in the ashes. Pulling to his feet, Draco made his way to his cottage where he was staying. And also he could get a phone signal over there. He wondered why he was being mind linked in the middle of the night. Suddenly a gnawing feeling erupted inside him. Was it Ezra? Was it related to Fiona or Finn? He inhaled sharply. There was no point making up the worst scenarios in his head. It would be better if he could relax and just contact them before coming to conclusions. Unknowingly, his pace fastened. He was pretty far away from the mansion. So they couldn't mind-link him properly. Within seconds he was jogging towards the cottage. Barging inside he dashed into his room. Grabbing h
There was a thin sheet of cloth on her covering all over her except for her hair. He realized she was laying on her front with her back to him. With a shackled breath, he staggered forward. The man sat on the side of her bed. Why was she lying in this way? Her hair covered her face. The doctor who was standing near the machines quietly stepped out of the room to give the king privacy. Slowly he grabbed the thin sheet and started to pull it down her body. He caught the bandage wrapped around her pale skin on the arm. Her elbows were scraped badly. There were bruises on her upper back and the man paused at the bandage wrapped around her mid-torso with a big blotch of blood in the middle of the bandage. She was stabbed from behind. He gently touched her arm. There were four-pointed blotches of blood on the bandages at eight places Ku Io, like it pierced through her. Then his eyes fell on Finlay, his heart constricting in pain noticing the four dots of blood on his bandage. She got t
Draco dodged his punch and grabbed it. And then he slapped Dexter again right across the face. Maybe it won't be painful but it was so humiliating for him. Draco didn't stop there. He punched Dexter hard, not letting go of his fisted hand. Draco kept on punching him and then pulling him up before punching him again with sheer force almost dislocating his jaw as Dexter was sprawled on the floor with Draco hovering over him throwing punches after punches. Dexter's whole face was bruised black and blue with blood oozing at different cuts but Draco was doused in sheer wrath. The only thing he could see was Fiona's clawed face which made him go deaf to groans and cries of pain. It was the former king Arthur who pushed Draco away from barely conscious Dexter. Clarke was still screwing in a state of shock while gaping at her disfigured hands. Draco marched over to her. Grabbing her left hand, he twisted it one more time before amputating her hand with a jerk. Blood spurts out falling on
Fear and regret gnawed at his insides. There were only a couple of times he had felt this. Regret was never in his dictionary. He never regretted doing anything, perhaps he has never done such a thing that would lead him to feel regression. He has always been calm and a deep thinker with strong sentiments. For the first time in his life. He regretted leaving her alone knowing fully well her life was in danger. If anything happens to her, he would never forgive himself. When he heard Adrian saying she was attacked. He felt as if his heart stopped beating. At that moment when he sprinted through the woods, all he could recall was her smiling face whenever she was with Finlay.His guts churned at the thought of both of them being hurt just because he left them alone among the vultures. Draco breathed in deeply, his upper body relaxing back on the sofa and his eyes fixed on the bed where they lay. Finn's small body was curled up. His chest moved up and down in a small rhythm. His pale
The door creaked open as Adrian stepped inside. He glanced at Draco for affirmation. A small nod from his side had Adrian ordering the witches to come inside. There were three of them. Draco has known one of them before. When his father got sick she cured him with her potions. Draco has high hopes for them. "My Lord," The three of them bowed slightly while whispering. "This is my wife here. I want you to cure her and that toddler," Draco said stoically. His cold voice and icy gaze gave nothing away except for the unexplainable fear that rattled their hearts. The whole room was tense with his icy aura surrounding them. It was intimidating and scary. The three of them scurried over to Fiona and the kid as they examined their wounds while Adrian stood in the corner with his head bowed down in respect. The seconds ticked by as Draco sat there holding his breath. His heart was beating fast at an abnormal pace. Once they were done, they had troubled expressions on their faces. "My Lo
"Why are you doing this to me?" He rasped in a small voice, holding her cold small hand in his big one. "Are you punishing me? Now I understand why you were so mad when instead of confessing my love I spouted nonsense," He chuckled sadly. "You knew that I love you before I even knew myself," He rasped, his thumb stroking her knuckles gently.Pulling her hand up, he cupped his face with it and nestled his cheek in her cold palm before dropping a gentle kiss on it. If she was awake, she'd be all blushing and cranky, glaring daggers at him. "You need to wake up, Fiona. Your people need you, Finn needs you. I need you," He rasped in a thick tone. "You can get on my nerves all you want. I won't tease you. Just wake up, okay," He said, caressing her cheek gently. He would never want to see her in this state ever again. Once she gets better, he would make sure to never leave her side. *It was in the middle of the night when the baby scrunched his brows in pain. His whole body was thro
Draco was in the restroom showering. He didn't know for how long he stood under the shower as millions of thoughts raked through his head and all he felt was numbness. Never in his life had he thought that he would regret something or want something this badly. Why does he have this haunting feeling that life was escaping from his fingertips and he could do nothing to stop it? How did he end up like this? He considered himself calm, cold, and an extreme follower of his own rules then how come he ended up loving the very being he hates? Draco developed immense hatred for humans after they killed his mother when the first war broke out in which werewolves took over the world and it was ruled by the most powerful lycans.After that his hatred for humans knew no bounds, the same was the case with Dexter but for their father was the complete opposite. He was shattered, and heartbroken but eventually ended up believing in equality. He didn't express his wishes clearly but both of his son
She jerked away afraid that he might hurt her just like his brother or Clarke. She was still in the trauma of what she went through. With one arm wrapped around Finn, she raised her other hand to stop him from coming closer. Finlay pulled back, he also noticed Draco as he stood on the bed beside her. Fiona flinched back pulling Finlay along with her when Draco placed one of his knees beside her on the bed. She braced herself as Clarke's attacks flashed in her mind but instead of feeling the pain she felt strong wet arms wrapping around her frame as Draco pulled her into a tight hug nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. Finlay stumbled back as the toddler gaped at the huge beast of a man hugging his tiny cute Fina who was completely hidden in his embrace and only her eyes were peeking over Draco's shoulder. "You scared the life out of me!" He grumbled and she blinked baffled. Her heart thudded in her ears. She realized that his body was trembling. When did he come back and
8 years later. Fiona sat on the edge of the pool with her legs dipped into the cool water. The cool breeze of the night felt soothing on her skin. The dark gray clouds scattered on the sky like a warm bed thunderstruck. The sight was so terrific yet magnificently beautiful in its way. Fiona sighed, rubbing her arms. A head surfaced from the water followed by massive shoulders. Draco peered at her from below. Grabbing her feet he slid them on his shoulder so now his face was between her legs. His wet cold skin caused her to straighten up but her breath hitched when he bit her inner thigh before nibbling and licking on the same spot as she gently combed his wet hair back with her fingers. He slowly moved further near her intimacy as his wet cold lips gave open-mouthed kisses. Fiona tried not to moan as she chewed on her lower lip while watching him. He tucked her panties aside as that warm tongue came in contact with her vertical lips. She moaned lightly while spreading h
Fiona was dragged into the dungeons. She noticed that they had injected something in Finlay and the toddler was now unconscious. Her mind was in panic mode as gazillions of thoughts raced through her mind. Who was this person dragging her? He was too powerful to be a human? The person who was carrying Finn in his arms in front of her was a guard. Was there a mole in the mansion? To Fiona's shock, the guard pressed a brick, and a secret passage opened through the wall as she was dragged in it. How was it possible for someone to drag her like this in the mansion? How do they know about the secret passage? This means the person was from the mansion and knows about everything. She struggled hard and was able to bite that man's hand with all her might making him wince. He jerked his hand back. Fiona screamed for help at the top of her lungs but that person covered her mouth again. "If you don't want the kid to die, then better cooperate," He hissed in her ear, and just like that all
Blake stomped inside the empty guest room before closing the door behind her. To Ezra's surprise, she locked it. He stood there quietly waiting to hear her explanation. Last time he remembered pretty well how things ended between them and he made sure not to come in her way ever again or to follow her. Blake took in a few deep breaths before she turned to face him. Her legs were trembling in anxiety but she tried to maintain her composure. She shifted her weight from one foot to another while fidgeting with her fingers. Ezra decided to speak up first. "It is rude to drag someone from the middle of their conversation," Ezra said calmly. The she-wolf who approached him earlier was asking him out. There was a possibility that Blake might be jealous but then again, she has no feelings for him so she couldn't be jealous. She might be offended why their eyes met. She probably wants him to disappear into thin air. "Who was that girl?" She asked with eyes fixed on the floor and there w
Fiona was on cloud nine. She has been busy with the preparations for the birthday for the last two days. Gena, Kolton, and Ezra were taking shifts to look after Finlay whereas Adrian was busy helping her. Everything was set and she was getting ready. Fiona wore her dress as she tried to close the zipper but she couldn't reach it. She left it open and continued with her makeup. Gena will be here soon. She'll ask her to do it. Draco has taken her to the branded boutique and handed her the card. He waited for her patiently as she bought a dress for herself. She only bought one dress but Draco wasn't having it. He walked down the aisle and chose multiple dresses asking the staff to pack them and deliver them at the mansion. He even took her to the diamond store and bought several necklaces for her along with rings and earrings. Every time he asked the cashier to pack something, she would gape at him asking him not to buy, but he would just smile and wink at her. She warned him tha
"Where are we gwoing?" Finlay asked looking ahead as Draco held him in his arms. "We are going to meet someone," Draco said. Fiona wanted to come along but Draco had to assure her that Finn would be fine. She wasn't ready to stay back but she trusted him and left Finlay in his security. "Swomeone?" He asked as Draco nodded. He stepped into his study where Dexter was already present with his back to them. Draco closed the door behind them as Finlay's eyes were fixed on Dexter's back. Draco felt the toddler stiffening in his arms as he breathed a whisper, "mwonster," Draco heard it and it churns his heart knowing Finlay was calling his father a monster. Dexter slowly turned around facing the child in Draco's arms and something inside him twisted. There was fear dancing in those blue hues as Finlay stared at him. Draco was expecting the kid to cry or say something. Try to escape but Finn did nothing. He watched Dexter quietly. Except for the fear in his eyes, nothing ga
"What?" She was baffled. "He's changed-" Draco started but she cut him off. "Changed? Are you even hearing yourself? He's the same man who was ready to kill Finlay for Clarke, this is the same man who didn't even bat an eye when Clarke ordered her goons to cut Finlay's hand. Do you have any idea how terrified Finlay was?" Fiona said, losing her calm as her wild emerald stared at him in disbelief. How could he even ask her for such a thing? He cupped the sides of her face firmly as he moved down to look into her eyes. "Finlay is important to me as he's important to you. I accepted him before even knowing he was Dexter's son. Do you think I'll put that kid in danger when I know he's my family?" Draco said calmly but she shook her head. Draco held her firmly as he made her sit on the couch and crouched in front of her holding her hands firmly in his big warm ones. "I know it's hard but Dexter is his father," Draco said. "The father who was ready to kill him?" She mocked. "Finlay
She felt hot feverish kisses on her neck as he pulled her out of her slumber. Fiona blinked slowly as the faint hues of orange filled the room through the curtains. Her brows scrunched, feeling a hand on her bosom. Her eyes flew open wide and she looked down to notice that he was nibbling the skin of her neck while his hand slid into her shirt fondling her breast. She groaned when he bit her tender flesh and sucked on it. She pushed at his chest causing him to pull back. His ruffled black hair was the first thing she saw before he tilted his head up staring at her with those deep ambers. "Good morning," He beamed, shining like a star as her eyes scrunched. "Morning," She said grumpily. He sure was a morning person. Once done with the greeting he began kissing her jaw forcing her to pull back as she pushed his hand out of her shirt. "Stop," She said sternly, giving him a warning glare. She tried to sit up but groaned as her whole body ached. Draco sat up immediately as he wat
She could barely think straight. Draco pulled back as they both panted. He grabbed the zipper of her dress before pulling it down as she held her breath. They were close, chest to chest. Her hot breath mingled with his as she clutched his bicep tightly. The zipper reached down the small of her back. Draco pulled his hand up slowly dragging his cold fingers up her spine causing her to arch into him. He pulled back as their gaze clashed. The immense shyness was urging her to lower her gaze but she didn't. She wanted to see the hunger and passion in his eyes. Those amber eyes that only burn for her. Nothing in this world could ever make her feel so desired and lovable as much as those amber hues that set her soul on fire. He grabbed the hem of her dress before sliding it off her right shoulder, he did the same with her left shoulder, and within seconds the dress pooled around her feet. Draco took two steps back. His dark eyes glided over her delicate frame. The carnal lust in thos
"I'm leaving," Dexter said, pulling back as he rubbed a hand down his face to control his emotions. "I'll be going to the ... Kingdom," Dexter said, taking Draco by surprise. "You don't have to-""I want to, I don't want to stay here for a while, taking responsibility for... the Kingdom would be distracting enough and we need someone responsible for this task," Dexter said in a mature tone which was surprising. "Do you think you'll be alright?" Draco queried. "I'll be fine but before leaving I need your favor," Dexter said. "What is it?" Draco asked and with a deep breath Dexter asked him a favor. *"Here eat this, this one is delicious," Fiona said, offering a delicious cupcake to Finn. She has taken a bite of it as the toddler also took a bite. His eyes lit up as he clapped his hand making an excited face. "Dwilicious," He said joyously and she beamed at him. "More," He said and she removed his suit jacket, folding his sleeves up to his elbows like Draco. She also unbuttons t