The Evil Luna

poisoned

I swallowed at the colour of his eyes which was now flickering with sudden darkness.

What in the world?

Fear gripped me immediately as those eyes stared almost hungrily no, not hungrily but certainly not something good and as if realizing, he blinked and his gaze was back to normal.

"Let me go" I said and to my surprise he stepped back but I didn't wait to mull over anything as I pulled open the door to leave only to find her approaching.

His supposed fiancee.

And then I remembered how I could be easily replaced and that means losing my only opportunity...

"You..." She pointed a finger at me, her eyes burning with fury.

I didn't wait for her to reach me, i didn't know what I was thinking when I pushed the door and went back in, shutting it in her face.

I almost chuckled at the satisfaction I felt, but just when I turned around...

I came face to face with the devil, and he was.... Naked.

Well... Half naked and nothing stopped my eyes from trailing over those hard muscles and pillow like abs that was littered with small scars but it did nothing to reduce his perfection.

His chuckles were like cold water that doused me from my fantasies.

I swallowed, struggling to avert my gaze from his upper body and hold his gaze.

"Don't tell me you came back to watch me undress?" There was a taunting smirk in his lips.

"D- definitely not" I gulped, failing to come up with more words to deny why I came back after demanding to leave.

I cleared my throat, " I was afraid it will come back for me" I whispered even though I knew what I wanted more was to stop his fiancee from telling the tale of how I humiliated her, and the fear of losing his favor and returning back to that dark cell.

My plan from earlier was obviously ruined by the shadow demon but then the thought of what would have happened if he hadn't come made me shiver.

Caught between the door and him, I was suddenly aware of how close we were and his scotching warmness, he lifted his fingers to tuck a part of my hair behind my ears, but all I could hear was my own heart beat untill a knock jolted both of us.

"King Xander, It's me Claire your highness,"

He raised an amused brow at me, as if asking if she was who I was running away from but I pretend not to understand, not when my head was processing my confusion.

The king that slaughtered my family... King Xander wasn't his name, it was King Caldwell. Could they be... Father and son? I was baffled but hid my emotions from my face well.

"Your high-" Claire started to speak again before he interrupted her.

"What is it?" He still maintained our close proximity and my face was beginning to get warm while he spoke to Claire.

"The ball has star-"

"I will be there shortly Claire," he interrupted once more, before the sound of retreating footsteps.

It was then I realized there was a mild break out of sweat on his forehead and his temperature was too warm to be normal.

I frowned "You're burning up"

He released me from his grasp, stalking down where I assumed was the bathroom, "it's nothing"

"Was the shadow demon poisonous?" I asked with sudden knowledge.

"Now you know what your people are capable of" he didn't wait, just walked into the open bathroom and into the bathtub that I could see from here.

I looked around for a towel, and without thinking I walked into the bathroom and soaked it in a basin of cold water, walking over to the bathtub to spread the towel on his forehead.

"What are you doing?" He asked in amusement.

"Helping you, it's a method that will reduce your temperature"

I lifted my hands to adjust the towel to other parts that it wasn't touching and he grabbed my wrist, his gaze watching me, "if you want to help me... There's another method"

I frowned wondering why he wasn't trying the other method instead of soaking in plain water. " And that is?"

"I've heard..." He's fingers were on my skin now as he spoke huskily," that the water a witch bathed in van be used to cure any poison..." He's hands were trailing down my arms now.

But I have never heard of such information, "Does such information even exist?" My brows were furrowed as I searched my memories.

"Well... You can climb into the bath tub while we experiment if..." He's voice trailed and his wandering fingers stopped just in front of the bow tie that loosens my dress.

There was something enchanting about his whispers and I almost nodded but just a look into the water that clearly outlined his naked waist, where his soaked pant was hanging loosely made me inhale deeply.

I knew he noticed where my gaze was when he smirked and as if trying to prove a point I stood up from the edge of the bathtub.

"I should leave"

"Not if you want me to attend the ball with Claire as my partner"

I turned to him confused, "What ball?"

"A ball is currently being hosted by the beta but it's all a scheme so I could make a public appearance where Claire would be announced as my bride to be, which means formal recognition and power for her"

Now my heart was beating fast, how did he know I was planning to stay out of cell by Making use of the authority that is usually assigned to the Kings mate. Announcing Claire officially would mean I gain no recognition or power whatsoever and might end up a powerless mistress.

"Stay," his voice jolted me from my head.

Walking out of the tub, he pulled off his pant, swiftly changing into a formal wear in front of me.

My eyes closed involuntarily when he pulled his soaked under garment.

"You..." I was speechless.

He chuckled "Don't worry, you are allowed to look".

"As if.." I retorted, blindly going back into the room to settle on a seat until he came out dressed in expensing pants and leather coat.

"Yo-you would acknowledge her as your bride?" I asked hesitantly.

"Not if that's what you want"

"So... If I say no, would you stay away from the ball"

I had his attention now, an amused smile grazed his lips and he came closer, lifting my chin up to hold his gaze with a grin.

"If you agree to be mine, little mate"

"I'm not yours" I retorted almost immediately.

"You feel it too, the connection kitty"

"I don't!" I flinched, when I realized that I was in front of thesame man that wiped off everyone I care about and was actually about to acknowledge being his.

One second,

Two second. He waited for me to acknowledge it but I didn't. Even if it would spoil my opportunity to have my revenge I refused to make that acknowledge so he left.

I had forgotten about why I was very ein the first place in just the second day since I left the cell.

I didn't know how long I say there remembering the bloody night. My body shaking.

I would have my revenge.

It was all I could think of,

The clattering of metals and shattered glass brought my attention to how my emotions was controlling the room.

My power!

I tried grasping control to stop the mess but ended up making it worse until everything stopped on its own.

My witch power was still there, locked within me, I needed to regain control, I knew it was there, somewhere, I just needed guidance on how I would unlock it.

There must have been at least a witch that could help me.

Right,The cell!