บททั้งหมดของ His Plumpy Mate : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

She has somehow succeeded in wrapping the jacket round her body instead of wearing it properly. Tying the hands above her breast. Azrathul swallowed nothing, steadying his breath he forced his eyes to remain on her face, he could feel his little member down there standing already. “Let me guess, you always had maids around to help with everything?” he started a conversation, trying to distract himself. “Not exactly maids, but I did have girls to help with dressing daily I guess.” She replied, her icy eyes peering down at his soul. He felt his heart skip a beat, “same thing, ice princess,” Her brows furrowed, “ice princess?” “Yes.” He nodded, “you look like one, I've never seen anyone with Ice blue eyes and hair so white that they could rival the snow.” He replied. “Really? Guess I'm one of kind.” She grinned excitedly as he slowly untied the jacket, his hand barely grazing her skin. His breath hitched, then quickened but he pressed his lips into a thin line and continued, the

“Precisely like the grim reaper, only more dangerous and hateful,” He said. “Damn, that was a lot. Wait, how do you know all these?” She eyed him, “and if my memories serve me right, Az is a god.”“Only after he ascended to godhood.” He shrugged, like it was the plainest truth out there, “Also, we immortals have the best information network,” he said proudly, “I don't think there's any race that beats it.” His voice was smug.Lilith rolled her eyes, “Pride goes before a fall Sage.” “This is fact not pride darling. It's pure fact,” he smirked, “Can I return to my story now?” “Sure.” She scratched her nose, “No more interruptions this time.” “Yeah right.” Sage gave her a look that said he didn't believe a word she said. She sighed, it wasn't like she could help it. “Anyway, Azrathul spent the rest of his days in Goth roaming and training, preparing for his ascension.” He paused, then Continued, “his travels corrupted him, turned him into something, twisted the manual from selene

He was gone as promised, not for two weeks, no, he was gone for far longer, so much so that the twins learned to breathe without him, Zareal grew properly, Zorya not far behind. Their bond only grew stronger with time.Finally, two years later he was back, just as promised and now there was nothing, absolutely nothing or anyone to stop him. He stormed the halls, his long strides echoing loudly, strutting like he owned the place. Selene stopped him, but this time was different“He wants me” Zareal trembled,“You can't know that for sure” Zorya consoled, “I’m sure mother will drive him away”“No,” Zareal shook her head fervently, “You don't understand” the tears streaked down freely, “He told me himself, he was going to take me away himself, make sure i never see you or mother again.” Her body quaked, she bit down on her nails hard, “And now he's here to fulfill that promise, he's here to take me away” she mumbled.“No,” zorya snarled, “Not under my watch” she shook her head, “there mu

Lilith I felt my blood run cold, confessing something I had kept buried for years, ever since Zorya or rather Aella forgot about it. “You couldn't do anything about it,” Sage said plainly. I shut my eyes, hands clenched, “Which is exactly why it hurts even more. The fact that I couldn't do anything about it, I couldn't stop him from hurting her, she was nearly dead when we found her” Something flickered in his eyes, they softened but I didn't want this, I didn't want to be pitied, I didn't want pity, especially not from him, I continued what I started, “She was never the same after the encounter, violence and killing became her second nature, like he had somehow rewired her way of thinking and way of life.” I sighed “How did she change?” “Her memories were wiped after her last killings, she murdered some palace ladies, I took the punishment in exchange for her pain. I wanted her to forget about him, his traumas, whatever it was he did to her, all of it.” I mumbled. Sage'

Lilith I listened to the quiet rise and fall of Sage's heart, my head resting on his chest, he drew little lines on my back. I traced the scars on chest down to his abs, it was barely visible but it was there, and If it had stayed this long despite him being a healer, it must have been far worse. My heart ached at the sight, “What happened to you?” I asked silently. “Long story, a boring one too. You don't want to hear it.” He rumbled, his early morning breath minty. “I do want to hear it, besides I just told you all about myself, I want to know about the mysterious Sage. Come on” I pouted. He sighed. “Well, fair is fair and you do have a point, break fast, I'll tell you about them after.” “Them? There's more?” “Darling, being a healer means having lesser scars than average, but it doesn't mean they never happened.” “Oh” I looked down, my lips quivering, no idea what to say, “Don't look so down, it's not your fault” he drew my head up and placed a lingering kiss o