The Dragon Queen and her mates.
Chapter 27: He will lose his arms.

Chapter 27: He will lose his arms.

Ahmar looked at Bree who was talking to Dion with a smile and felt like his heart was being bitten by several bugs. He clenched his fists as he swept his eyes on the men who were eyeing his mate like she was a piece of big fatty, meat and a snarl rumbled in his chest. These men were salivating over his mate like a bunch of hungry dogs and yet she was still oblivious to all the gazes? How can she not sense how every man in the garden was looking at her?

He let out a low growl and all the males who were eyeing The Dragon Queen stiffened, their gaze fell on Ahmar who was glaring at them with those ruby red eyes causing all the blood in their bodies to freeze. They hurriedly lowered their heads and tried to make themselves look as inconspicuous as possible but at the same time, they felt wronged. It was the Queen who was wearing clothes that looked so sensual, so why were they being warned like this?

It wasn’t that they were the ones who were looking at the Queen without any reason? If she were to wear clothes like that, what else did she think was going to happen?

Once he was done warning the males in the surrounding proximity, Ahmar turned to Xander who looked confused as heck as he tried to peer through the gap in his fingers. " You better not see what you are not supposed to see, one look and I will make your head roll on the ground, got it?"

The only way to kill a vampire was to completely detach their heads off their shoulders, Ahmar was basically threatening to kill him! If it was a stab to the back or something else Xander would have taken the risk but with the threat of having his head being severed, he lowered his head and didn’t dare to look up at all.

He was curious but not so curious that he was willing to lose his head.

Ahmar shot a look at Xander’s lowered head and nodded. " Follow me," then without even pausing to think how his aide was going to follow him with his head bowed strode in the direction of his mate and wife, who seemed a little too engrossed in chatting with her aide that she couldn’t even sense his presence.

Slightly ... not a lot miffed, Ahmar increased his pace and then parted his slightly pale lips that were devoid of blood and called out, " My Queen, wait a moment."

Bree who was suddenly stopped because of a very seductive frowned and turned her head and as she took a look at who was calling her—— her heart squeezed slightly.

Ahmar Greco, her mate, who just happened to be a vampire as well.

The vampires of this world were described as someone who was considered to be unusually seductive.

It was often mentioned in the book how Ahmar would use his beautiful eyes and seductive voice to lure the female protagonist and make her do what he wanted her to, even using her to kill if that’s what he desired.

And like a puppet, Harley would do his bidding.

Bree still remembered that one scene while she was reading the book——— When Ahmar used his voice to lure Harley to a cliff situated at the back of the palace’s boundary wall and pushed her down, just because he was upset with her as for why he was upset there was no mention of it.

But of course, Harley didn’t die... being the protagonist and everything but compared to every other character, Bree was a bit scared of Ahmar who was like a walking aphrodisiac with a touch of hypnosis.

She looked away from his eyes that seemed to be luring her close and licked her lips but then she heard a low rumble and paused. Stunned slightly she raised her head and watched as hunger and greed flashed in those red orbs, that were locked on her lips... a little uncomfortable, she turned her head from his sight and asked, " Second consort, why did you stop me? If there is nothing then I shall be taking my leave then——"

" Second consort?" chuckled Ahmar, his eyes glowing a dangerous red. " So, you are not even willing to call my name now? Funny, how time changes right?"

Bree clenched her fists slightly but then she unclenched them, realising that the real Dragon Queen would have never shown her nervousness in front of her mate. " Well, it sure does .... After all, one would never know who will try to stab them in their back when their trusted ones promised eternal love to them."

Ahmar’s eyes flashed with a deadly glint as he looked at Dion and hiked a brow up. " Are you going to stand there throughout the time and watch a husband and wife squabble?"

Squabble? He was calling this a Squabble?

Bree looked at him in surprise and a bit of anger, as she clutched Dion’s arm before he could leave or much less say anything. " Why will he leave? He is my aide. If I want, he will follow me as long as I want?"

Ahmar’s eyes fell on her hand that was clutching on Dion’s arms and his lips twisted in a crazy smile as he tilted his head slightly and looked at Bree. " You better let go of that arm, my Queen."

Though Bree was slightly terrified because of the wicked gleam in his eyes, she still made herself look like she wasn’t scared at all and somewhat forcefully clapped back. " And what if I don’t?"

Ahmar took a step forward and Bree dragged Dion with her. " If you don’t let go of his arm, I am afraid that your beloved aide will lose one of his arms. You don’t want that do you, my dear Queen?"

And as if to make a point he summoned his sword, which materialised out of thin wisps of black smoke.