BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 436: A Proposition

Chapter 436: A Proposition

What the fuck is this doing here? Why does he have a feminine face wash in his bathroom?! Of course! Isabella! I thought he said only he has access to his suite. Growling, I toss the face wash somewhere and storm out of the room. I’m angry and I dare not think why. My head felt like it was exploding but I just told myself to calm down and not overreact.

My nose caught something delicious as I entered the kitchen and found a simple breakfast already waiting for me, Dace sitting at the other end of the table going through his phone, an empty place right on the table in front of him.

I stared daggers at him, inhaling sharply and taking my seat. I grabbed the fork and poked the pancake, simply practicing my aim if I chose to hit him with it. I took a hard bite chewing loudly also but he remained glued to his phone, so I broke the ice.

"Why is there a feminine face wash in your bathroom?" I demand ignoring how irritated and angry I sounded. I probably sound pathetic but I don’t care.

"It’s yours" he took a drink from his glass of water and set his dark golden orbs on me.

"Excuse me?" I blinked.

"I said it’s yours and the rest of your things are here too," he says so casually like he hasn’t just dropped a bomb in my face.

Whatever anger brewing within me suddenly vanishes and is replaced with nothing but skepticism and disarray. "What are you doing?"

"Doing what?"

I seriously can’t deal with his shenanigans right now. "Taking away my privacy?" It is certainly something Dace Devereaux can do and I don’t doubt that it’s just his level of egotism thinking he can get anything he wants that irks me.

He sneered and I gripped the fork hard, considering if I should aim for his handsome face.

"I have a proposition"

"Gifting me to yourself is not enough? Now what do you want?"

"Are you angry at me?"

"Angry?" I chuckled. "Yes, I am! I’m your fucking pawn remember!"

"You want to know my reason?"

"Does it matter!"

He sighed. "I meant what I said at the waterfront"

"You want to destroy and hold me? Well, congratulations you did both all in one night. Was this your plan all along"

He shrugged. "Only until recently"

"Of course! And when did you find out I was a much better value as a hybrid gifted to you than Luther’s head?"

"I weighed my options. You or the vampire race"

"And you choose me?"

"Was I wrong?" he mused with no sort of humor in his eyes, that’s the thing with Dace he plays everything in his palm. "I don’t mind not hunting the vampire race anymore it was already getting boring, Luther didn’t put much of a fight"

I swallowed a lump in my throat.

"I will admit I rubbed it on Luther’s face, that’s why you’re angry, you were caught off guard. But it still doesn’t change what I want"

"And what is that?"

"You" he answered without hesitation and I hated it as my heart did that shitty flip-flop like a schoolgirl. Why else would he want me? He probably sees my value as a hybrid more than he sees me. "Originally I kidnapped you and it only set the mark that one day sooner or later Luther will come for you"

"So you bargained just to keep me, I’m flattered"

He licked his lips. "Consider your vampire race safe all thanks to you, baby girl"

"And why should I trust you? This might just be another game"

"Isn’t everything a game at some point?"

"I don’t trust you"

"You don’t need to, and for what it’s worth I don’t trust you too. Now for my proposition" he said in a more serious tone than I expected. "I need you as my partner"

I fluttered perplexed, "Your what?"

"Partner"

"Is this some kind of joke?"

"Does it look like I’m joking?"

Fuck he’s not! He has that serious expression going on, what the fuck is he aiming for? "You have Isabella"

He sighed, almost frustrated. "That’s the point"

"Y-You don’t want her?"

"I never did, it was something the council picked up years ago about securing my bloodline. Trust me an annoying bunch"

He never wanted her? He never did? I swallowed another lump in my throat, not knowing the words to say right now.

"Why do you want me then? I’m a vampire"

"Half vampire"

"But the point is you’re bred to hate my kind, it all still the same thing"

"You’re a hybrid and it’s an entirely different thing, Emma" he leaned against the island, resting his elbows on it and keeping his heated gaze on me, I could even feel the burn even from this distance. "I’m keeping you whether you like it or not"

"How romantic"

He cringed. "I’m not" he grabbed a packet of cigarettes I only just noticed.

"And what do I get for being your partner"

He used the zippo to light the bottom of the stick and took a drag. "Whatever you want it’s to your advantage, as long as it aims well for me"

Interesting.

"I’m no longer your prisoner," I said eagerly.

He blew a cloud of smoke. "Why will my partner be a prisoner"

"The bite goes,"

"If that’s what you want"

Okay, that was easy. I gasped when I felt the mark on my shoulder pulse.

"Give it some time it will heal"

I sighed in relief and suddenly like a bag weighing down on me was suddenly lifted, I could feel my magic surging through but I had a feeling it would take a while.

"And what will you gain from this partnership, Alpha Devereaux"

"I will get the council off my back from engagement and... I need to find out who’s responsible for what happened at the engagement party"

"You think the council is involved?"

"Possibly..."

My guess is the encounter with Luther was also to find out if he was involved before coming to that conclusion. Smart.

"Okay," I shrugged.

He grinned. "Is there anything else you want, baby girl?"

"No sexual interactions, our partnership is strictly professional and all for gain"