Chapter 149
“Isn’t she a bit older than you p>
Barton stiffled a chuckle from behind, and Daniel held his chest his mock hurt, hiding a smirk.
“Brother-in-law?!” He gasped in mock shock.
“Okay. Okay. We’re related. It doesn’t mean, you’ve forgotten my name, little brother-in-law,” he ruffled Daniel’s hair like he was a child. “Now, move p>
Daniel raised his arms in surrender before moving aside to stand beside Hakura.
Cardin found something next to Royce very interesting to behold as he went to stand next to him, avoiding Koan’s gaze.
He turned and carefully carried Nancy out of Brittany’s embrace, Brittany almost welling up on seeing how cautious and loving Koan was to her, carrying her carefully like she was a fragile glass doll.
“I’ll be back.” He announced before walking away.
Daniel turned to Hakura In panic.
“What?” She glanced irritably at him.
“You’re sure what caused him to act like a psychopath was because of that necklace and nothing else p>
She sighed.
“Yes Alpha Daniel p>
“Because I wouldn’t want Another tongue lashing from Talia.” Daniel said, rubbing the back of his neck.
“I’m cold.” Brittany muttered with a pout just as Royce stood beside her, wrapping her arms around her again.
Royce suddenly carried her, and with a gasp she wrapped her hands around his neck.
“I know how I can warm you up.” He replied and Brittany slowly bit her lower lip as she said.
“How p>
With that, the two ended up in their own world as they left the others.
“Lucky.” John muttered. “We could have just gone back to the fireplace, but nooooo, they just had to warm up themselves the interesting way p>
Daniel suddenly planted him hand on his shoulder.
“What do you say we… “
“What are you suggesting?!” John stepped away from him like his hand was a hot scorching iron.
“That we go back to the fireplace.” Daniel frowned. “What did you think I was going to say p>
“Nothing” John quickly said, and Daniel narrowed his eyes at him, heading for the fireplace with Barton who shot him a knowing look, before joining his cousin.
Cardin joined John and Hakura, sandwiching the witch in-between them who didn’t look like she cared.
“Werewolves and witches can mate right?” John suddenly asked.
But Hakura simply muttered a curse word and teleported away from her position, reappearing at the fire place, leaving the two men alone.
“You ask the most stupid questions.” Cardin bluntly cautioned.
“Everyone’s probably on it right now before tomorrow, Even Jephthah… I might never have the chance again p>
“Jephthah? Jephthah is with who p>
“Talia of course. Don’t you know, they’re an official couple p>
He failed to see the way Cardin’s eyes darkened as they made their way towards the fire place, Daniel and Barton ahead of them.
Naomi was led into throne room after being washed up and dressed up by who she was made know to as her chamber maids.
She had always received exclusive treatment in Dark Risers’s pack despite her reputation in the werewolf territory, but this was just too much.
She was being treated like a baby, and dressed in a royal attire like a princess.
She wore the normal two side slit gown with a ’V’ neck cut, revealing her cleavage, just like the other Kitsunes, but looking at hers, you’d know she was a royal. The sides were embroidered in gold, down to the slit. There was a belt around her waist with a sheath bearing a huge sword with the pointy end facing the ground.
Her hair was held up in a ponytail, away from her face, and her expression was meek and nervous as she glanced around the unfamiliar surroundings until she got to the throne room.
Something or someone suddenly came at her, and she gasped, almost turning breathless to the point that she couldn’t breath for a full minute on seeing who stood before her.
This woman p>
“Are you… my mother?” She asked, her voice shaky.
Sakuarr laughed, her eyes wide open with those crazy glints in them, her canniness sharp and intimidating.
“I’m your sister, Moana. It’s been so long, you’ve forgetten this much huh p>
Moana? Wasn’t she Fiona?
She was getting confused by the minute.
This woman looked younger compared to the woman she had seen in her dreams, but had almost similar features to her, and Naomi could see a bit of herself in her too.
If this was her sister, then where was her mother?
She looked past Sakuarr’s shoulders and caught the eyes of someone sitting on a throne several feet from the two of them.
Once they locked eyes, the man smirked and her heart stilled again as she subconsciously side stepped Sakuarr to behold the god of a man staring back at her.
This was undoubtedly her father. She had seen him in her dreams, and that resemblance was there. The chestnut hair drawn to his nape by a band, the intimidating blue eyes.
Only his presence demanded everyone to their knees, and his aura could make even the most strongest of all creatures bow at his feet.
A king.
Undoubtedly.
She released a shaky breath as they seemed to be stuck in what seemed to be an eye staring contest, not until Sakuarr said,
“But you must have recognized your husband, Jacob, hm p>
Naomi was flushed hearing her words.
Husband?
King Jacob just waved his hand and the woman vanished from his prescence, causing another cold chilling sensation to run down her spine.
With horrific eyes, she glanced at the spot where Sakuarr had once stood which was now empty.
“Don’t mind her words, dear daughter. That woman is your crazy aunt.” He explained in his bored baritone voice, but her stare was still horrifying.
“She’s been sent back to her room. No harm’s been done.” He smirked when he realized her expression was like that because she had probably thought he had killed her. “Do you think I would kill, Fiona p>
Her name rolling off his lips in his deep voice got her heart pounding against her rib cage as she stilled, unable to move.
“Come.” The man suddenly said, and patted a small throne next to him.