Boondocks Caesar Novels & Stories

He paused for a while as a comforting scent filled his nostrils, he knew the scent and his beast wanted the owner of that scent, and he moaned inaudibly as he tried to calm his beast and face his men. “Okay, I want an explanation and I want one now” Carson Gary demanded irascibly as he paced the suddenly immaculate living room of his century-old house. He regarded his second in command sternly “What in the blue blazes is going on?” “Sir we had her but she was too strong for us” a guard explained, Carson was not having it, He held himself from strangling this guard in front of him.

Ceasar is another young cadet in their uniform but with black curly hair exposed out from his army cap. Ceasar bends his back, so he could be at my eye level. I notice his eyes are intense black; I question if any lights could escape from his eyes. He smiles at me, using his upturned eyes locking my gaze. “I haven’t introduced myself officially. I’m Caesar. It is a great pleasure to meet you, Miss Joanne.” He even tries to do a Baisemain. Who would experience a Baisemain by an unfamiliar guy in a normal life? I immediately evades, pretending I didn’t know what he was planning to do.

The other seemed to teased up by the statement. "Have mercy on me God!" the other spoke up sounding fearful.Two of them walked with caution searching for an invisible danger. The moved closer murmuring audible prayers. They passed by lost in precation. I looked back at them watching them closely. They words brought curiosity. Turning left, I went searching for Ebere.

’ Meanwhile, Csilla is in Hadrian’s tent in the other side of the Kahlenberg mountain explaining the delicate situation of the Hungarian soldiers to Josef, Hadrian and Josef. ‘I see,’ Hadrian mused. ‘Are you telling me that the Hungarian forces lack the motivation to fight with the main army? This could work to our advantage.’ ‘Magnate Géza Farkas lack the charisma to begin with.’ Albert answered scratching his chin. ‘So maybe the soldiers were bribed by him in some sorts.’ ‘Most likely,’ Josef added, looking at his older relatives. ‘He does have the dexterity for bribing people into doing his will. Maybe the soldiers are realizing that they have bit more than they could chew.’

Caesar was stunned at that explanation. He yelled, “Jim Todd, are you a f*cking three-year-old? You believe their words just like that? Am I really such a pushover?!” Jim Todd laughed. “Of course not. Initially, I thought the other party was joking too. But then, they showed me something, and after looking at it, I understood everything. Master Bailey, you should make preparations for the future.” Chills ran down Caesar’s entire body. After a pause, he said, “I’ll give you five million to settle this matter!”

But Caesar didn’t move. Caesar took the canteen eagerly and filled himself on water until there was but a drop left. Then he cleared his gruff voice and spoke, “Her name was Dorothy.” His eyes were not filled with their usual hardened disinterest—but rather, he stared vacantly off into a middle distance. Caesar went on to explain that Dorothy was his fated mate—an Omega bonded to him by the Moon Goddess. Just like I had with Valerie, Caesar recognized Dorothy as his mate on his eighteenth birthday.

Cesar looked at him, raising his eyebrow sarcastically "don't you be provocative man, he won't resist the Bond ?" Alpheus raised his eyebrows, to smile wryly as he shook his head “I bet you he'll reject her, even the Bond won't control him, that's a promise.” Alpheus' smile widened "So let's bet." Caesar smiled sideways "I bet you then"

But before I could, a small voice broke through the silence. “Mom?” I turned to see Caesar blinking up at me, his tiny hands reaching for my face. He swiped a finger across my cheek, his brows pulling together in concern. “Are you crying? What happened? Did you get eaten by ants?” That made me smile, even though it shouldn’t have. Even though I still felt like breaking apart. I shook my head, brushing his soft hair away from his forehead. “No, sweetheart. Just a small bite.” Caesar’s face twisted in concentration, like he was coming up with a solution. Then, with the seriousness of a doctor delivering a diagnosis, he said, “If I was a doctor, I’d kiss your boo-boos away.”