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CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

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Three rings on a door.

A modern duplex on a quiet street. Footsteps approached.

The door swung open. Wire-rimmed glasses perched on the tip of an aristocratic nose. Bright green eyes. A bottle of energy drink in one hand.

Luken blinked. Then, he spluttered a mouthful of his sweetened drink.

“You?”

Standing on his doorstep—wrapped in a foul fisherman’s blanket, and shivering like a dying leaf—was a face Luken never expected to see outside a hospital wing.

Or on his own front step.

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    "If you let me go, I won’t do any of that."Killian's lips twitched.At this moment — watching Rosen's wet eyes plead up at him — Killian felt something dangerously close to pity stir in the bottom of his chest.The boy was too naive.He was still trying to bargain with him.Still foolish enough to believe that if he promised to behave, Killian might simply open his hand and let him walk away.Poor little bird.He made the consumption way too easy. Killian leaned down. His tongue flicked over Rosen's nipple. Then he sucked.Rosen cried out. Killian sucked harder — lips sealed around the bud, his tongue swirling, lapping. His teeth grazed the pebble and Rosen yelped—“Eek—! Ah!”Then Killian moved to the other one, engulfing it, his tongue flicking the stiff peak while his fingers squeezed and rolled the first.He went back and forth — nipple to nipple — as though he couldn't choose, couldn't stop, couldn't get enough. His groans vibrated against Rosen's chest and his hips ground agai

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    With a single, rough pull, Killian grabbed the front of Rosen's shirt."Ah… No!"RIP!The fabric tore open, exposing Rosen's smooth, pale chest to the cool air.Rosen crossed his arms over his bare skin, trying to cover himself from the monster hovering above him.Killian stared at Rosen's body — at that flat, pale stomach rising and falling with panicked breaths — and his cock swelled so thick behind his trousers that the fabric groaned. He could picture it. That stomach rounding. Swelling tight with his seed. The skin stretching over the evidence of his claim growing inside.As though sensing the direction of that burning gaze, Rosen cowered, his arms tightening across his chest."Then can I drink it?" Rosen stammered. "If you can't give me your blood — I can drink essence… please, I don't want to get pregnant. I'm scared." He whispered. "I'm scared.""Are you trying to turn me on on purpose?" Killian hissed. He stared at Rosen's quivering pink lips and his vision nearly blacked ou

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    "Let me go! Get off me!" Rosen fought, but Killian subdued him so easily it was humiliating. “Nnngh—!” Rosen gasped.One arm. That's all it took — one arm around his waist, lifting him off his feet, carrying him back from the door as if he weighed nothing more than a pillow.By the time Killian dropped him on the bed, Rosen was panting. His whole body heaving, every muscle spent from a struggle that had accomplished absolutely nothing.Killian, by contrast, wasn't even breathing hard."All that squirming," Killian said, rolling his shoulders, "has really got my blood up." His smouldering gaze dropped to his own trousers, where the tent was unmistakable — thick, straining the fabric, twitching with a pulse of its own. "See what you do to me, little bird? You can't even throw a tantrum without making me hard."Rosen's eyes caught the bulge and his stomach lurched. He looked away fast. "I don't need your essence!" he spat. "I'm not in pain right now — I don't need anything from you!""

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    Rosen shook his head tearfully, unable to accept the words. His whole body trembled beneath Killian’s hand, but the dragon king only continued stroking his hair as though he were comforting him after delivering the very thing that had broken him.“You killed him, Rosen. If you hadn’t run away, if you hadn’t sought him out, if you hadn’t stayed in his house… Luken would still be breathing today.” Killian’s voice remained deceptively gentle as he watched the guilt begin to settle over Rosen’s face. “His blood isn’t on my hands. It’s dripping from yours.”“No…” Rosen gasped, his skin turning paper-white. “No, no…”“You brought the beast to his door,” Killian whispered relentlessly, watching each word sink deeper. “You killed him.”“No…” Rosen’s voice shook. “It’s you… it’s…”“Tsk.” Killian’s lips touched Rosen’s forehead. A soft kiss. He could feel Rosen trembling beneath his touch, could see the tears slipping down his cheeks, and yet the sight only made something darker inside him sett

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    Rosen jolted when the door opened, and Killian walked in.How long had it been? It felt like hours. Every second had stretched into something unbearable, leaving him alone with the same dreadful question.What had Killian done to Luken?His wary eyes followed the Dragon King across the room. Horror tightened his throat.Luken was still alive… right?Killian's golden eyes swept over him — he could almost smell Rosen's fear.It was thick in the room — sweet and sharp, clinging to every breath the boy took. Killian drank it in without shame. Fear and roses. His two favourite flavours, and this boy produced them both like a fountain that never ran dry.Then his gaze dropped to Rosen's wrists.Raw skin circled the iron cuffs — angry red where he had fought against them. His ankles were no different. Thin trails of dried blood ran down toward his fingers where the skin had split.And his mouth was still stuffed with cloth.Something unfamiliar stirred in the darkest corner of Killian's mind

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    Meanwhile, at the Royal Mall’s most exclusive bridal boutique, Lady Kenna Aldrone stood on a velvet pedestal, staring at her reflection in a floor-to-ceiling gilded mirror.Her wedding gown was a masterpiece—woven from imported silver silk, encrusted with hundreds of crushed diamonds that caught the light with every breath she took. It had to be perfect. The jewelry, the dress, the venue—everything had to be the most talked-about spectacle in the history of the realm."Oh, Kenna, it's absolutely breathtaking!" gushed Lady Amber, sitting on a plush satin sofa while sipping champagne. "Lord Killian truly spares no expense for you. You are going to be the most envied woman in the entire kingdom.""Of course he doesn't," Kenna replied smugly, "He is the King, and I am to be his Queen. Anything less than perfection would be an insult to the Veyr name.""Still," whispered Lady Vivienne, leaning in with a gossipy smirk. "I heard he didn't even bother showing up for your ring fitting. A bit co

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