4: The breeder

Nightbane POV

Her body was cold and freezing as I held her in my hands. Her hair was damp, plastering against her pale face under the darkness. Her lips quivered and soon went still. Something inside my Voidheart stirred. Just the way it did the first time I set my eyes on her.

Fuck! She's dying. I panicked as I held her firmly in my hands and disappeared to the recovery room while mind-linking my beta and the physician.

I placed her on the bed and ripped the wet clothes off her body. My toothache at the sight of her perfect blossoms. I wanted to feel those hard nipples in my mouth. The rod between my legs pulsated and I clenched my hands by my side. I am such an asshole for having such feelings during such a critical time.

Without wasting another second, I let my robe drop to the floor, revealing my bare hairy chest. I carried her in my arms and slowly sat on the floor, wrapping my body around her tiny one and started transferring warmth to her.

" Get your ass here right now if you don't want your head hanging at the Ironfang's gate by dawn," I growled through the mindlink at the physician who had suddenly become incompetent.

My beta came in just as I was about to mindlink him and I shot him a glare of displeasure that made him bow his head but he suddenly raised it up and stared at me in bewilderment. Mouth dropped as if he had seen something atrocious.

" Did you .... Find ... Your .. mate?" The words hesitantly left his mouth and my face wrinkled. Did I ever tell him I found my mate?

I swallowed the big lump that suddenly formed in my throat. I've given up on finding my mate. She doesn't exist. Accepting that I do not have a mate was the hardest pill I ever swallowed. That shit hurts and it still hurts as I hold this fragile woman in my arms. Annually, I would conduct a party for certain women born in certain years. I made it mandatory for all of them to attend and severely punished anyone who missed the party. With hopes of finding my mate, I would attend these parties year after year but none of them were her. Those nights after the parties were my difficult nights. They broke me into crumbles, reminding me of the void that would never be filled in my heart. I've crossed seas, mountains, and trespassed territories but like I said, she doesn't exist. She never existed in the first place. I am meant to be alone forever.

" Does she look like who would be my mate?" I gritted and he bowed his head, realizing he had crossed the line. He knew how sensitive the topic of my mate was to me. The excitement on his face disappeared and was replaced by PITY. No matter how much he tried to make it look like an apology, I knew it was a pity. I've gotten that look so many times. Even the alpha -king with a cruel reputation also gets pity looks.

" She's the breeder," I told him, irritated by his pitiful look. The elders had suggested I get a breeder to provide heirs for the kingdom. After so many years, I finally did but she turned out to be the type who likes rogues. My teeth clenched as I remembered the stench of rogue on her earlier. My eyes travelled to her face which rested peacefully on my chest.

She will have to learn that what is Nightbane cannot be touched by others.

The door opened, and the stench of sex filled the room. With a swift movement, I dropped her on the bed and pinned the bastard to the wall.

He reeked of a woman's juice.

" Is sex more important than the king summon?" I growled at him, my grip on his neck forcing the air out of his lungs as he slowly scratched my hand for freedom.

" Do you need me to remind you of your place as the royal physician?" My grip tightened around his old neck, his eyes dilating but I quickly let go when I felt small bones snapping under my grip. I still need him alive to treat my breeder.

He gasped for air, coughing drily before rushing forward to check on her. Without wasting time, he administered medicine to her and felt her pulse. I heard her heartbeat stronger than before and I felt a heavy invincible weight being lifted off my chest.

" She should be awake in five hours my lord," he said with difficulty, his eyes fixed to the floor and I stepped forward and stepped on his feet. He swallowed the pain but I didn't let go until I heard him whimper in pain and fell begging for forgiveness.

I grabbed his old face and tilted his wrinkled face to look at me. His head was bald and I couldn't resist the urge. My fingers elongated into claws and I dug them into his bald skull. He cried out loud in pain but this was little compared to what I would have done to him if he was a second later.

" Next time, when you are fucking a whore and you receive my summon, you will climb off her and run here naked. If you spend another second on her wanting to spill your faded seeds in her, then you can consider yourself dead meat." I pushed his face away and he stumbled. I cleaned my fingers on his shoulder and stepped away from him to check on my breeder. She now has life on her face. The paleness was starting to fade and my eyes travelled to her lips. They were thin and perfect. I wanted to feel them. I wondered how they would feel against mine. How and what she would taste like. Would I like her?

Amusement filled my eyes and I straightened myself before carrying her in my arms back to her room where Rita and Selene were waiting.

" Do not leave her side until she wakes up," I instructed and left the room.

" Nyxora the Fox princess should be here before twilight," Auron says as we walk to the east wing of the castle. It was cold but I could barely feel anything on my bare body.

I hummed in response.

" Now that she has accepted the marriage proposal, shouldn't you send the breeder away?" Auron asked respectfully.