Kathy stared at Dylan, dazed and breathless. What just happened? They… they just—oh God. Why had she pulled him like that? She'd only met him yesterday. But then… why did he pull away?
Her eyes locked on his. They weren't red anymore. They burned an impossible shade of blue, fierce and unearthly, like the gaze of some god of death. He looked more terrifying—and more devastatingly handsome—than ever.
"Damn it!" he cursed, his voice raw with fury.
Kathy blinked, confused, until her surroundings came into focus.
Her breath hitched. The forest… the trees… everything was scorched, charred as though fire had swept through. They stood at the center of ruin.
"What—why is…" She stammered, staring at him. Who else could it be? It had to be him.
Dylan knew. The memory of their wedding night hit him—how his true face had slipped when Kathy's touch had drawn pleasure out of him. It had snapped his control. Just like now. The taste of her kiss had made him unravel. His powers surged recklessly, his restraint shattering.
Groaning, he dragged a hand through his hair. He hated this. Hated that she made him want more, when wanting her was the very thing that could destroy him. Already, the eruption of energy would have been felt across the palace. He was exposed. He needed to move.
Before Kathy could even process what was happening, Dylan seized her hand. In a blur, the burning forest vanished.
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Back in the dungeon…
King Philip had felt it—just as he had last night, only stronger. Sharper. His eyes snapped to Lilith. She was trembling, breath ragged, sweat beading at her temples.
The curse.
"Lilith," he said darkly, "that was Dylan, wasn't it?"
"The… blood bond curse." Her voice shook. "If he felt my pain, it means he still longs for me. Without me, he'll only grow weaker."
Philip's jaw tightened. "Don't play games with me. Dylan can't feel pleasure. You know that. It's impossible. And yet—" His fists clenched. "What I just felt wasn't weakness. He's radiating power. He's full of it."
Lilith shook her head, eyes wide. "No… the curse should drive him mad. His blood should be boiling out of control. He should already be—" She broke off, staring at the king. "What's keeping him sane?"
Philip frowned, unsettled. "Dylan is always full of surprises. But you're right. This doesn't add up. That surge of energy… it wasn't like his usual berserk rage. It felt…" He hesitated, searching for the word. "It felt as if he'd lost control in another way. Not the kind that makes him kill."
"That's impossible," Lilith snapped. "Dylan only takes pleasure in one thing—killing. If he can't find release through me, then the only way he calms is by slaughter. He has to be killing. There's no other way."
Philip's eyes narrowed. "But he isn't killing." His certainty chilled the air.
Lilith faltered, confusion flickering across her face. "Then… what is he doing? If it isn't me, and it isn't blood—what else could make him lose control?"
Philip turned away, already calculating. "I'll find out. For now, you stay here. I'll have a room prepared for you."
As his footsteps faded, Lilith whispered into the silence, her fingers curling over her chest.
"Dylan… I miss you so much."
Kathy was shocked what just happened? She looked around her. They were back in their room. How did they get here ? When?
She looked at Dylan questioningly. But he looked like he was struggling with something right now. He just kept her on the bed and sat on the couch on the other side of the wall. Taking long breaths he relaxed his head on the couch and close his eyes. Kathy saw him and her confusion turned into worry.
She went close to him sitting beside him
" Dylan are you alright." Kathy saw that his face was no longer Dylan's face. It was now Damian's
Dylan refused to answer her. He just stayed there trying to calm himself down. But he still wanted her, he hadn't been satisfied not even a little bit why now? Why did she have to make his loose control like that? . He hated himself for it.
Kathy was about to touch his cheeks but he caught her hand before she made contact. His eyes bore into her . But soon they landed on her lips, Dylan stared at it with longing. His brothers never told him anything about kissing. They didn't tell him it could drive one insane
Kathy might be a naive and innocent girl but she was aware, maybe it was her woman hood , but she saw his eyes of wanting making her more aware than she'd ever been in her life.
Dylan didn't know what was wrong with him. He'd take care of it later , right now the only thing on his mind was kissing her soft lips again. He felt he'd really go crazy if he didn't touch her now
" Dylan , you're not fine. Why don't you try taking deep breaths." She whispered. But he'd only stared at her accusingly. He didn't like that a woman could make him loose control over his brains and body like that. He hated it, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to hate her.
Kathy was still trying to calm him down when he suddenly moved like lightening , disappearing out of her sight.
She blinked twice, he was gone. Where did he go? She thought
The king arrived at the burnt forest sight. This had to be Dylan, he was closer than he thought. But he was gritting his teeth now because he couldn't feel anything. He was here, but it was like he'd gone all traces of him gone. He couldn't feel his powers anymore, the bastard!
" Where the hell are you Dylan." The king muttered painly to himself
Just then Lord Eric and Jamie arrived at the scene also
" That's quite a mess, was it you your majesty?" Jamie asked politely. Eric stared at him suspiciously
" It can't be you. It was too intense like it was blazing out of control. You don't get out of control very often and especially out of the blue." Eric immediatly shot at him
" It wasn't me." Philip said casually making Eric a little bit surprised. He'd thought for sure the king would cover it up
King Philip knew that if he tried to cover it up he'll be suspicious. So he decided to take the bull by the horns, not that they would find Dylan.
He knew his son, even if they get close to finding him through an investigation .
He'll just kill them. Like Gracia.
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