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My Benefactor Chapter 26
(Reagan's POV)'Honey, wake up,' a voice resonated in my head.I groaned softly. Who in their right mind was crazy enough to wake me up telepathically?'Sweetheart, it's me. Your dad. Rise and shine.'Oh boy. My dad was just as bad as Cooper. The two of them would make a great 'lets annoy Reagan' team. I could feel it in my bones.Slowly, I opened my eyes and was greeted by a gorgeous man who was still asleep.Derek.His six-foot-two body wrapped around my five-foot-seven frame was something I'd started to get used to. It felt natural to have his body pressed up against mine, his long, sculpted limbs curled around mine and muscular arms wrapped around my upper torso like a cocoon. I felt safe, secured and protected.God, I sound so cheesy.'Reagan?'I rolled my eyes. Dad, I'm awake,' I replied then remembered about his injury. 'How's your wound?''It's okay now. It healed nicely. Don't worry.''Are you sure?' I asked, wanting to be sure that he was okay, though he was a Galerian.'Yes
My Benefactor Chapter 27
(Reagan's POV)'Come on, Reagan. Concentrate,' I jeered internally.I tried imagining the lid popping out as I concentrated further, my head hurting from intense focus.As the throbbing in my head increased, the desperation of willing the damn thing to open dwindled and finally, I gave up. Nothing happened. What a load of horse dung."Darn it!" I growled, glaring at the piece of crap. "Why don't you just open?"Derek placed his hand on my shoulders. "Calm down, ma cherie," he said soothingly. "Don't force it."I scoffed but didn't bother to reply. To hell with that thing."Maybe we should check out the intricate designs around the object," Cooper suggested and I looked up. "There might be something there."For once, the immature pureblood had contributed something productive. Twirling the cylinder around with meticulous eyes, nothing was out of place. Just some detailed designs and what not, but when my eyes landed on a Greek word engraved in the middle, I frowned."αίμα""Dee," I sai
My Benefactor Chapter 28
(Bryson's POV)Attending a tribunal wasn't something a supernatural being would look forward to. In the human world, criminals or offenders were put in the mercy of the jury as they wait for their impending doom.But, the tribunal was no ordinary justice system. No, not at all.The Pillars and the Elders were the tribunal itself.This came to be when the Sacred Law of Coexistence was created. They thought that having this kind of justice system would keep us all in check, but they were out of their senses. The Pillars had clearly forgotten what those bloodsucking vermins did to our kind in the past, but who knows? Maybe this was all a facade for getting along with them. Like I said, hatred comes a long way. The same thing could be said to the purebloods.To be honest, I was worried for Rebecca. Though we had a rough history, she didn't deserve the wrath of these powerful entities. They could be ruthless and unjust at times, but whatever they decide was absolute. So far, no one dared d
My Benefactor Chapter 29
(Bryson's POV)The trial dragged on as the Elders and The Pillars took turns in questioning Rebecca and Lynus with the same old thing just like a year ago.Rebecca's family were on the edge of their seats waiting for the sentence while Lynus' family held in a blank expression on their faces. Yet, deep inside, I knew their emotions were in turmoil, fearing for Lynus' life. Though they may be purebloods, good old familial ties still applied them, no matter how arrogant and unfeeling they were.Sighing, I managed to suppress my eyes from rolling at this. I didn't want to sound like an insensitive prick but was there a need to prolong the process? Clearly, the big dogs wanted to show off their superfluous words and their ostentatious way of dealing the justice system.Unlike the humans, it was systematic and fair. There was a judge, a lawyer to represent the convicted, witnesses testifying and a jury to decide their fates.If the humans saw this, I bet they would laugh at how idiotic our
My Benefactor Chapter 30
(Derek's POV)All throughout dinner, Luke kept staring at Reagan and I with that wary expression that I knew all to well. His unspoken worry for his daughter's safety had him on edge because this was after all a forbidden relationship.This was a big gamble on my part, me being an Elder. Not only am I compromising Reagan's life but mine as well.When my family, especially my father, knows about this, he was sure to go hell bent in screaming at the top of his lungs about how stupid and reckless I was in tarnishing the family name and all the things they held dear all in the name of Kolinkar legacy.But, they had no idea that our family carried a secret that bounded me and Reagan to the prophecy.A prophecy that may end my life.However, I had a gut feeling my father knew something about our ancestor, Constantine. It was odd that he never mentioned about him, not even my great grandfather as well.Then again, secrets were after all left hidden.We decided to head back to New York tomorr
My Benefactor Chapter 31
(Reagan's POV)Home sweet home.As ironic as it sounds, I couldn't exactly say it was good to be back. Sweet couldn't even cover most of it, in all honesty.But then again, what brought me to this train of thought you asked?The trip to Greece was an eye opener that some things were not exactly what it seemed anymore. Nothing was normal and somehow, I could sense a foreboding feeling that a storm was brewing and it was going to hit anytime, without me knowing it.Most of all, I had this feeling that Derek was going to be in loads of trouble the moment we get home.Insidious? Yeah it was, but it wouldn’t be for long that they would discover our relationship, our forbidden relationship and...I shook my head and pushed it at the back of my mind.When push came to shove, I would protect Derek with all my might, even if it meant losing my own. That I knew for sure.If my dad said I was a descendant of some kick ass Galerian, then I was sure as hell going to put up a fight.The mansion was
My Benefactor Chapter 32
Derek's POVFor the first time in my life, I have never felt so utterly helpless.As a pureblood (a strong and powerful one at that) and the fact that I had lived for so long, I always made sure that whatever life was thrown my way, I took everything in confident strides, but this? When it came to someone so dear to me... who I love with everything that I have in me suffer in pain and there was nothing I can do about it...It is hard... so damn hard not being able to do anything and I loathe myself for it."Ma cherie," I said to Reagan, stroking the side of her face with great delicacy. I was sitting at the edge of her bed, fussing over her like a doting grandma and I could tell she was getting irritated with me. "Please, are you sore everywhere? Does your head hu--""Derek!" Reagan interjected, gritting her teeth. "Will you shut up for a minute? You're worst that a doting grandma."I sighed deeply and went to intertwine my hand with hers, squeezing it lightly. "I can't help it - I'm
My Benefactor Chapter 33
(Bryson's Point of View)Right now, my head hurts like hell.It feels like thousands of Anvils dropped on my head at one go.If this is what Willy Coyote felt when that Anvil dropped on him, then, I feel you bud. Totally feel you.Groaning, I peeled my eyes slowly, blinking furiously to get rid of blurriness. As my vision went back to focus, I found out I was tied to a chair, and more importantly, I was in a room - a very dirty one at that; the walls had grime on it, there was a small window to the far left of the room, across the window was a door with its paint peeling due to aging, and a small, dilapidated table was pushed back to the wall near the window.'Where the hell am I?' I thought, very confused.And then, just like I had been jolted by lightning, I remembered being whacked hard in the head... and that voice...Damn it! That bitch Ciara!When will she get the hint that I don't want anything to do with her now? How much will it take for me to feed sense into that psychotic b
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