The Dragon Queen and her mates.
Chapter 59: Her scent changed.

Chapter 59: Her scent changed.

" Why?" It would be safe to say that Ahmar was really stunned upon hearing Bree’s words, the nymphs? How can he kick them out?

" What do you mean by ’why’? I am the one who is asking you to kick them out so why are you asking so many questions?" said Bree sourly as she walked closer to the bed and looked at Ahmar with her eyes narrowed. " Don’t tell me that you are a little sweet on those nymphs? That’s why you can’t bear to let go of them?"

Was it because they praised his looks that he did not want to kick them out? Or was it because of his sense of vanity? Something like since my mate doesn’t praise me so someone else might just do it?

Going by her initial plan to stay away from the four men, this should not have bothered her that much but surprisingly it did and it did matter to her a lot! She didn’t want Ahmar to be ogled by those nymphs no matter what! Especially, given that those nymphs have no good intentions towards her mate!

"It’s not that I don’t want to let go of them, its just that every nymph has her own dwelling and the one in my bathroom has their dwelling there—— if I ask them to leave then it will be equivalent to kicking them out of their house and your majesty—- I mean Bree you should know that kicking a nymph out of her dwelling can irk her rage, it’s not good for us." Ahmar patiently explained, he didn’t know what the nymph did to upset Bree but he still told her his side of the reasons as to why he couldn’t kick those nymphs out.

A spirit dwelled in the space that it has marked, there was nothing that he could do about it.

And if they stayed there, then she will be the one whose rage will be irked, what about that?

Seeing that she was really unhappy, Ahmar tentatively asked, " Did the nymphs say something to upset you, Bree?"

" Yes, they——" just as she was about to say what exactly the nymphs say, Bree stopped herself on time. What was she doing? Was she an idiot? Did she really think that it was a good thing to tell Ahmar that the nymphs were boasting and gushing about his body? What if he thinks that she was jealous and gets all excited and arrogant?

And it wasn’t like she was jealous either, if anything she was just worried —- yes, just worried about whatever chastity Ahmar had.

If Ahmar knew what she was thinking then he would have told her that there was not much to his chastity left.

But since he couldn’t he could just stare at her while lying on the bed with a confused expression on his face. " Bree?"

" All right, I will think about something but those nymphs need to leave! Either you stop bathing in there or they get out of that space!" Bree did not want to think about anything more now that she was already upset enough, so she just got inside the bed and slipped the blanket over her body. Though she didn’t do that because she was cold, with her body it was impossible for her to feel cold but, she did it because she was afraid that her bad sleeping habits will cause something to slip and then she might as well be flashing to Ahmar.

" Good night then," she said as she turned in the direction opposite Ahmar.

" Good night Bree," Ahmar greeted back as he closed his eyes as well, though he didn’t need to sleep, it was never too annoying to keep lying next to his mate and breath in her scent.

Hot pepper, burning wood and —— his eyes snapped open as he turned his head to look at Bree. Though Saphira’s scent was still the same but instead of rosewood, the scent that he was used to —- Bree’s natural scent when she stayed next to him has somehow changed. Now she didn’t smell of rosewood but of a clear spring, the one that was free of any impurities.

His eyes flickered, a female’s scent only changed when she was pregnant but he was more than certain that Bree was just as pregnant as he was —- meaning that something seemed to have happened that neither of them knew about. He waited, lying still —- which wasn’t hard given that he could stay in the same position for years without eating or sleeping if he wanted to and once he sensed that Bree was asleep, he sat up straight after pushing himself up with the help of his elbows, he was cautious enough to make no noise because he knew that Bree would be able to detect it with her senses.

Carefully, as he could—— he turned her around so that she was lying on her back instead of her side. Then he lowered his head and took another whiff, sure enough, the scent has changed... usually, Bree smelled of rosewood that was tainted with blood and her scent was corrupted but now that scent has changed it has become more calm, tranquil and pure.

He didn’t hate it, there was no way he would if anything it was making his heart itch even more like something was scratching his heart.

He leaned his face closer and studied the facial features of the female lying beneath him, she was still the same. The same black hair, curled eyelashes and the same small mouth that looked a bit too small but if it wanted it can destroy an entire city if it was to spew fire—- everything was the same so why was her scent, so different from the past.

Suspicions and questions started to flicker in his mind but then he shoved them away, it didn’t matter —— no matter what her scent was, she was still his mate and wife, if she was an intruder his beast would have let him know but instead he seemed to have gone even fond of Bree, something that he wasn’t before —- don’t get him wrong, he liked Saphira, adored her as well but only her. As for the human counterpart not so much.

But now it wasn’t the same.

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