Raine was so surprised when she saw Aire and Tyrone co back with a wolf that was almost half her size.
"His na is Draki, Mommy. He will keep you safe and keep you company whenever Daddy or I are not around," Aire bead with a smile.
Raine instantly felt a connection form between her and the wolf. The animal imdiately presented itself as ek and tad around her.
"Did you tell Draki to behave around ?" Raine asked with a beautiful smile on her face as she stroked the wolf’s back.
"Yup, I did... I predicted that you wouldn’t allow to co with you everywhere you go, even if I’m in my wolf form. So here I thought, why not just bring you a wolf pet instead that can accompany you anywhere you go?" Aire chuckled. At the sa ti, she kept sneaking glances at her father, Tyrone, every once in a while. He had remained grumpy ever since their discussion at the ice cream shop.
He had insisted on knowing who her mate was, but she refused to disclose any more details to him, afraid of what he would do once he found out who it was. It might change so events that would cause so unforeseen effect in her body.
They were in the living room when Lyne entered the area with a yawn.
"Oh my... What a cute wolf!" Lyne murmured sheepishly.
"That’s Uncle Boris," Aire naughtily teased, playing a prank that made Lyne suddenly step back instead of enthusiastically approaching the wolf as she had initially planned.
Raine laughed, "Stop pranking your Aunty Lyne, Aire. That’s no good. Look at how pale she is now."
Aire giggled, winking to her Aunt Lyne as she murmured, "I’m just joking, Aunty Lyne. He is Draki, a wolf pet I got as a gift for Mommy."
Lyne’s face fell as she scoffed disappointingly, "That’s not funny at all, Aire."
"You woke up late," Raine comnted, seeing that Lyne was still in her pajamas.
"It’s that damn werewolf’s fault. He’s too slow giving details. He had so many pauses mid-sentence that it’s like he’s in a drama series in the local television constantly having comrcial breaks," Lyne irritatingly huffed. "He told about a secret passage we can use to attack Convel Society territory, but he insisted on showing it to himself for confirmation," she inford.
"Eh, you’ve got nothing to loose in trying. His life is technically in your hands, after all. Just say the word ’die’ and he will die," Raine reassured Lyne as she reminded her of her power.
"Go and eat your brunch first. I’ll need to go out again later. And this ti, you’re going with ," Raine instructed.
Lyne nodded at her Boss before quickly leaving to get ready.
Raine then looked at Aire and said, "Thank you for this fantastic present, Aire. I’ll surely bring Draki with at all tis."
Aire smiled sweetly at Raine, who moved to pull her in for a warm hug. Tyrone had a soft expression as he watched the scene. His eyes t Raine’s, and he smiled.
Raine was surprised to see Tyrone smile so suddenly like that. It was a once-in-a-blue-moon event, seeing as he often kept up his usual stoic expression.
With a buzz, Tyrone’s mobile phone rang, making him answer it while not breaking away from Raine’s eye contact.
"Alright... I will relay it to her... Yes... Thank you," Tyrone disjointedly replied before ending the call. "Xander’s father already arrived at the airport," he inford.
At the news, Raine gently pushed Aire and said, "Go and play around for a bit, Aire. Mommy needs to work now."
Aire imdiately nodded and called Draki, saying, "Maybe I’ll introduce Draki to everyone..."
Raine nodded and watched Aire walk away with the wolf.
"Report this to my uncle as well. I need you have to gain his trust to try and get a confidential eting with Dalgon," Raine turned to instruct Tyrone as she walked back inside her bedroom.
Dutifully, Tyrone followed her.
"Dalgon?" he questioned. Why ould Raine need Dalgon, Yun’s right-hand man?
Raine comfortably sat on her couch as she stared at the roses sitting inside the vase at her center table. She smiled, knowing that it was Aire who put them there. Ever since Aire arrived, she would always see fresh roses on her center table.
"Uncle Yun only trusted two n in his life, and that’s Dalgon and Fatty Long," Raine comnted. Tyrone had heard about Mr. Long before, but he hadn’t gotten the chance to et the man yet.
Raine grabbed the stem of one of the white roses in the vase as she continued, "Between those two, I noticed so hesitation in Dalgon’s eyes. That man is calculative, and I can feel that I can easily convince him to change sides. So from now on, try your best to be nice to him..."
"But I don’t like how that bastard looks at you."
Raine chuckled at how dark Tyrone’s face was. "You’re quite possessive, aren’t you... Don’t worry. You’re still my favorite, darling," she playfully stated, winking teasingly at Tyrone.
"Ouch!" she suddenly yelped. It would seem that she accidentally got pricked by one of the thorns on the rose. She always forgot how thorny rose stems were.
However, she was even more startled when Tyrone suddenly popped up beside her. Grabbing her hand and pulling at her finger, he focused on the one that had blood and put it inside his mouth.
Her eyes widened as she watched Tyrone suck on her index finger as he stared at her. She gulped, the sudden jolts of electricity in her body hitting her like a chill.
How co she was already feeling aroused just by him sucking on her finger? Already, she unconsciously bit her lower lip. The urge to pull Tyrone in and kiss him senselessly was starting to build up again.
’Keep your distance from him!’
Thank goodness she could keep her control and rationality. Quickly pulling her hand away from him, she kept to her thoughts as she reined herself in.
"What do you think you’re doing?!" she hissed.
"Sucking on your sweet blood," Tyrone answered calmly.
Raine glared at him as she grunted, "And who gave you permission to suck it, huh?"
"What is going on? How co you’re acting so moody lately? It’s even worse than unpredictable weather these days," Tyrone murmured.
Raine’s eyebrows furrowed as she just replied, "Get out and do what I asked you to do. I need so ti alone..."
Tyrone let out a sigh as he got up and got out. He picked up the rose that fell on the floor, putting it back in the vase with a sigh, "Why are all beautiful things so difficult to grasp? Look at this flower, so pretty but is surrounded by thorns... It is pleasing to the eye but just as difficult to hold."
"That’s why you shouldn’t try to pick a rose," Raine scoffed.
"He who is scared of the thorns should not dare to crave for the rose," Tyrone poetically whispered. With a devilish grin, he turned to Raine and added, "But I always yearn for the rose even if it hurts ."
Raine watched Tyrone turn away and walk out of her room in disbelief.
"What the hell was that?" she murmured, feeling shudders run all over her body!
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