The Devil’s Cursed Witch

Morpheus laughed seeing him panic. “Calm down, Your Majesty. I did nothing of that sort…yet.”

Draven ignored him and tenderly touched his mate’s head.

The Divine Eagle continued, “But don’t you think it’s an interesting idea, for the two of us to share a mate, a single human becoming ours? Pity, she is sleeping simply because she ate too many Dragon Fire Fruits.”

Draven gradually calmed down. He knew he could trust Morpheus’ words as there was no reason he would hide it if Ember truly became his mate as well. For a moment, he regretted the decision of sending her with him, but somewhere inside him, he still trusted that old friend of his. The Morpheus he remembered was not a bad person but was just hurt to the extent of willingly embracing the path to destruction.

“I will bring those fruits to her on my next visit. Just like my sister, she seems to like them a lot,” Morpheus commented as he looked at Draven with a hateful gaze. “My sister. I hope you didn’t forget about her, Your Majesty. You’re once a loyal subject who suffered the most from your mistake.”

Draven, who was sitting at the edge of the bed, froze upon hearing those words. At the mention of the Dragon Fire Fruits, Draven realized where Morpheus must have taken Ember.

“You can bring those fruits for Ember,” was all Draven could say as a wave of guilt took over him.

Morpheus sneered at him.

“As if I need your permission to do so,” he said and walked towards the window, flying away once again and leaving nothing but a gust of wind behind him.

Draven looked at his retreating figure that slowly disappeared from the sky.

‘If only you knew what exactly happened at that time, but the truth might hurt you more.’

Just then, he heard the mumbling of the human girl on the bed.

“I want… to be a good mate…a good mate, but…you scare me…Your Majesty, I want to…”

Draven looked at his mate who was mumbling in her sleepy condition. His sharp hearing sense had caught her mumbling.

‘I scare you? What did I even do? Instead, I try to be patient with you?’

She mumbled something once again, “The scent..it’s good…why do you…want me to resist…I don’t want to…”

He continued to look at her in amusement. He had seen her being clumsy and now he was seeing how sweet and adorable she could be.

‘Don’t want to resist? It’s for your own good. Do you want to wake up the next day in shock thinking about what you did the previous night? Instead of complaining, you better find answers to what I have asked you.’

She had frowned lines on her forehead even in her sleep due to all the frowning. Draven could not help but caress her forehead to make her feel at ease and found her drifting back to sleep instead of mumbling.

‘Seems like she will sleep a few hours more,’ just as Draven thought, his sleepy mate opened her eyes and looked at him with her half-lidded eyes. “In my dream, you don’t seem like a scary person,” she said and continued to look at him lazily.

‘Those fruits not just made her sleepy but caused her to feel drunk and delusional.’

He heard her chuckle in sleep, “Even in my dream I can smell your scent…it’s so good…”

She raised her hand to reach out to his face. She touched his cheek and placed her palm on his it. Draven didn’t move back and let her touch his face.

She chuckled once again, looking at him with her drunk-looking eyes, “You didn’t bite…you are not scary then…”

‘Bite?’ Draven frowned at it. ‘What do you take me for? Do I look like I go biting around anyone?’

With a frown, he was about to move back but then found her thumb reaching out to his lips and caressing them gently as if she was getting a feel of them. In a little shock, Draven lowered his gaze towards her hand and her thumb that was boldly teasing his lips.

His gaze moved towards her smiling face who didn’t know what she was doing. ‘Are you asking for trouble Human?’

“Feels good… When you kiss me…They feel good…” she mumbled once again.

“Do they?” Draven asked as he continued to let her play with his lips.

“Hmm,” she nodded while smiling at him.

‘So bold!’ he thought, ‘Only if she was in her right state of mind.’

She was so alluring at this moment for him to stop from not doing anything but she was not herself.

“Sleep!” Draven instructed coldly but she shook her head, “I want.”

​ She looked like a spoiled child who would not listen.

Draven sighed, ‘What would I do with her?’

He held her hand that was still touching his face and put it down as he fixed the misplaced blanket. Then he looked at her, who made her lips into a light pout and her eyes turned small like crying as if she was hurt upon not getting what she wanted.

Draven didn’t know whether to laugh at her silly behaviour or to get angry at her for tempting him like this when it was already difficult for him.

Giving up he leaned down closer to her face and gently pecked on her lips. He moved back a little and looked into her eyes, “Sleep now.”

Draven didn’t expect her to listen to him but surprisingly she closed her eyes. ‘That’s it? After tempting me, she just obediently slept?’

Even in her sleep, she acted opposite to his expectations. When he expected her to sleep, she didn’t and when he thought she would not sleep so easily, she closed her eyes right away and slept.

‘This human is strange,’ he could not help but think.

Making sure she was really asleep, Draven stood up and left. Staying closer to her for a long was not good for him.

===

Bonus chapter dedicated to reader Hollygolightly. Thank you so much for the supergift. ^_^