The Devil's Warrior Queen
Chapter 306: I Hate You Monster!

Chapter 306: I Hate You Monster!

Draco swallowed painfully when she called him a monster, the words rolling from her lips were an invisible dagger impaling him painfully in the heart. Although, his face was hard with no hint of feeling, but it was a contrast to the despairing emotions brewing within him.

Seeing her in that fear stricken state while she looked at him with dread and repulse in her eyes stung a vulnerable side within him.

He never wanted Rama to see this side of him, the monstrous aspect inherited from his infernal lineage. His heart ached, torn between the dark legacy he couldn’t escape and the love he harbored for Rama, a fragile flicker in the shadows.

Rama’s voice trembled as she finally spoke, breaking the oppressive silence that hung in the air. "Look at what you’ve done to Dalen. I hate you monster!"

The words struck him like a physical blow, and for a moment, Draco felt the sting of pain threatening to betray the facade of strength he wore. He longed to reach out to Rama, to explain the torment within him, but the reality of his actions stood between them like an insurmountable wall.

"Enough with Dalen, I am your husband! Dalen means nothing to you, not then, not now, and very soon, you’ll forget all about him." Draco growled in a menacing tone, leaving her dumbstruck with fear.

He could hear her trembling gasps and the heavy pounding of her heart against her ribcage. She was terrified of him and he hated every inch of the feeling. He blamed himself for showing her that side of him in the first impression after losing her memories, but in his defense, he couldn’t stand being aware of Dalen’s feelings towards his wife and the thought of him being alive irked him even more.

"He means more to me than you do, at least he was there for me and you weren’t yet you call yourself my husband and expect me to accept you without having a single idea of who you are." Rama retorted, her defiant eyes staring right into his despite the visible fear clouding them.

"Rama, you lost your memories, but I never left you, I was imprisoned and the moment I broke out, I came to you immediately. The moment you regain your memories, you’ll see past all this and finally accept me, everything will be as it once was, just trust me." Draco said with a coaxing voice as he took slow, calculated steps to reach her, but before he could, she took impulsive steps backward till her back was against a stone wall.

"Dalen was right, you should have stayed imprisoned." Her lips quivered as she muttered out those words under her breath.

Draco’s jaws clenched "Has Dalen brainwashed you with lies? You’re my mate Rama, the only person you should trust is me."

"Whatever you say does not validate your psychotic outbreak from rage, I’m not going anywhere with you." Rama snapped, her hardened eyes glaring at his form hidden in the darkness.

Her fear escalated even more as she was unable to see his face, making her wonder what sort of hideous monster was lurking beneath the dark.

His eyes glowed brightly with an unfathomable sensation as he spoke "I have been imprisoned for a year, without hearing your voice, seeing you or being able to feel you. You make me feel that way, Rama." Draco snarled as he neared her, their bodies slightly brushing against each other as he towered above her like a looming sentinel.

No matter how close they were, the darkness masking his face made it impossible for her to discern his features, but his piercing eyes burning into hers as he stared down at her, left her in a choke-held state, she could barely even breathe anymore.

"Dalen was a good friend to me...and you killed him so cruelly in front of me, if you cared about how I felt then you wouldn’t have done that. The Silver Witch Queen has protected me and this is how you repay her by killing her brother because of his harmless feelings? You’re just a cruel monster and nothing more." Rama shot at him with no hesitancy in her voice, yet her shaken demeanor betrayed her.

The ache pricking through Draco’s steely skin was overwhelming, his chest constricted with discomfort as he witnessed her in a state of oblivion, their cherished memories now erased from her head with not a single lingering hint. But now, not only was he a stranger to her, he was also a monster.

"You’re leaving with me, you’re my wife and despite your hatred for me, you’ll come to love and accept me when you retrieve your memories, so stop being so stubborn." He said in an oddly calm voice, one that confused Rama as she was busy bracing herself for whatever he would do even though inwardly, she knew he wouldn’t hurt her.

"I want to stay with Aurora, I don’t want to leave with you." Rama stated firmly.

Although, she felt disdain toward the mysterious cruel man who was said to be her husband, but weirdly there was an invisible string pulling her to him, one she tried to elude, but still it kept tugging.

"Aurora isn’t your husband now, is she? It’s not even up for debate, you’re leaving with me." Draco firmly declared.

"Aurora didn’t go berserk, and cruelly murder my friend because he couldn’t control his jealousy or terrify me to death either." Rama retorted, her lips quivering from both the cold and fear.

She had always felt secure in the abode of the castle, perhaps she had forgotten how cruel and vile it could be outside of it, she had become so accustomed to the tranquility of being in their protection, that she failed to brace herself for the palpable warnings that nature had been revealing to her.

"I’ve always been this way Rama and you accepted every side of me, this time won’t be any different." Draco remarked with a whiff of confidence in his voice.

Before she could react or spew another opposing remark, he grabbed her with a gentle yet hard grip by the arm as he pulled her beside him.

"Let go of me! You can’t take me by force. I hate you monster!" Rama squealed as she sent futile punches into his arm, writhing and squirming in an unyielding effort to break out of his iron hold.

"Still as defiant as ever, huh? My feisty little princess." Draco murmured in a reminiscing tone.

The moment he called her his feisty little princess, a sense of deja vu overwhelmed her senses and she immediately froze in his arms. It seemed as if an electrifying shiver had cascaded down her spine.

Her hands shook uncontrollably as she slowly recuperated from the strange sensation of familiarity with the unfamiliar man.

"What did you call me?" Her voice came out in a barely audible whisper, as if she was only breathing.

Her jade eyes dilated with an unfathomable emotion that seemed to immediately take control over her physical and mental state.

"Feisty princess. I gave you that nickname because you were always feisty and you still are, do you remember?" He crouched down to her level as he explained in a slow, soft voice. It was warm and soothing, weirdly.

His burning eyes bore into hers as he spoke and she flinched slightly, they were captivating yet intimidating.

"I-I don’t remember." She stuttered, his eyes that close to her view was rather unnerving. She could see literal flames swirling with red into his irises, like blood and fire mixing itself to create a mesmerizing spectacle, one that enthralled her and for a split second, she forgot he was a monster, but then her subconsciousness smacked her back to reality.

Erratically, she stepped back but his steely grip pulled her back into his arms, refraining her from escaping.

"Let go of me please, I was safe and happy with Aurora, she treated me so well, better than you would have." Rama snapped, her jade eyes shooting fiercely at him again.

"I always told you that you were a bad liar, so why do you still lie? You were rather bored and empty without me, but I’m here now and I’m never letting you go." Draco asserted, his scorching eyes flickering in the dark with acknowledgement.

Her lashes fluttered as he left her dumbstruck, he was right, she was empty and bored living in the castle, but still, living with a monster who was claimed to be her husband and she had no single memory of, made her extremely anxious.

"Fine, why don’t you give me a few days or a few weeks so I can entirely process the change? And then you can come for me?" Rama suggested.

Without giving her a reply, he continued moving toward the edge of the cliff, but in the next second, a white cloudy fog materialized out of thin air in front of them. Emerging out, was Aurora, her expression calm and serene as always as she surveyed the vicinity.

Silence hung in the vicinity as her eyes dropped on the decapitated body behind them, drowning in its own pool of blood.