The Dragon Queen and her mates.
Chapter 52: What is she doing here?

Chapter 52: What is she doing here?

A/n: if you are reading this can you add it to your collections ? It’s only two collections away from 270.

Consciousness returned to Ahmar when the shining moon started glittering in the sky, high above. The big French windows that led to the balcony that was big enough to fit another room, were left open causing the soothing and calm winds to blow past the glass window panes as the moonlight filtered through the silky black curtains, lighting up the usually gloomy and dark room. Ahmar who was lying on his bed stared at the dark ceiling off his four-poster bed above his head and frowned—— what was he doing here? And why was he sleeping? He never slept. Not unless his mate came to look for him then there was no need for this stupid thing that those non-nocturnal being needed to relieve the stress of their entire day.

So, why was he lying in this stupid thing called bed?

He raised his hand and nursed his eyes, pinching the space between his brows when suddenly like a hurling ball, the memories from this afternoon came slamming into his head and his eyes snapped open. Did he seriously fall unconscious in front of that woman? How come? How can he show his weakness to her?

And most importantly how in the world was he alive? The reason he said all those things was because he was prepared to die, knowing that the whips were dipped in basilisk poison, so how in the world—— whatever that was left of his soul was still intact in his body?

Ahmar sat up straight in surprise, but then he felt something thump against his shoulder. Annoyance flickered in his eyes... don’t tell him that stupid woman snuck inside his bedroom and tried to take care of him! If so, he wouldn’t mind taking care of her despite what plans others had for her.

However, when he turned his head, he was stunned to see a mop of raven locks leaning against his shoulder instead of silver and all the annoyance that was flickering in his heart vanquished in a heartbeat, as he stared at the sleepy face of his mate who was sleeping peacefully while resting her head on his shoulder. He was a bit surprised that Bree, who has never trusted him or even showed a weak side to her, knowing that he will take advantage of it to make her submit to him before claiming her completely was actually willing to sleep so peacefully in his presence?

Was this a dream or some sort of prank?

But as he raised his hand to touch her face, so that he could brush her hair off her face —- he noticed that she was real and she was really sleeping next to him, without a care of the world!

Such a defenceless side of her, Ahmar has never seen it.

He blinked his eyes and then frowned as his gaze skimmed down on Bree’s lap and noticed the paper that she was holding. Seems like she was working but if she wanted to work then why was she here? She could have worked in her office, right? His beast immediately pressed himself against his skin and furiously refused, wanting to bask in the warmth of his mate a little more.

Ahmar suppressed his overly enthusiastic beast and then turned to look at Bree carefully before noticing their intertwined fingers. It was clear that she would never hold his hand and he will never take the initiative to hold her hand either but from the stance of their fingers, it was clear that he was the one who was holding her hand.

" Agnes!" growled Ahmar as he scolded his beast for being too interfering inwardly. This much be his doing, ever since Bree has announced that she was going to renounce her claim on them, Agnes has been worried sick —- he was so much of a sucker for his mate that anyone who saw him in the presence of Saphira would wonder whether he was the same Vampire lord who turned his enemies into bloodless mummies. His beast was simply too embarrassing! He must have used his unconscious state to full advantage and who knows what else he might have done other than holding Bree’s hand, don’t tell him that he also begged Bree to not renounce him?

" Xander!" called Ahmar, with his voice as waspish as his mood but then he noticed Bree frowning with her brows scrunched up and he lowered his voice as he called his aide again, " Xander come here!" The authority in his voice was just as resolute as before but this time, his voice was a lot toned down than before, but Ahmar knew that with his shifter hearing Xander would be able to hear and sure enough, after a few seconds the door of his room was opened and Xander walked in with flurried steps.

" Master! You are up! You have no idea how worried I was!" Xander rushed to Ahmar like a child who finally found his backing with unshed tears glittering in his eyes but since he was a vampire, those tears were made of blood rather than water. " I was getting anxious, seeing that you haven’t woken yet but now that you have woken up, I can rest in ease, master!"

" If you dare to lunge at me and try to hug me like you did last time, I will make you rest in peace, Xander," warned Ahmar as he glanced at Xander who was rushing towards him with a stupid expression on his face like that of a dumb dog.

Upon hearing the warning from his master, Xander stopped at once as he applied breaks to his feet and stopped himself from jumping at Ahmar like the last time when they had gone to war and sobbingly sniffed, " You are so cruel master, I was so worried about you, I even fought with the Queen for you and you are treating me in such a way, does your heart not hurt."

" No, it doesn’t," said Ahmar without even missing a breath and then pointed at Bree who was sleeping on his shoulder and asked, " What is she doing here?"