The Lycan's Forbidden Mate novel Chapter 28
Kapitel 28: Challenge
Celestia’s imperial metropolis was a thriving area teeming with powerful beings. The vast and imposing mansions and buildings, the smooth road decked with snow that covered the world, carriages drawn by horses.
Ophelia envied their oneness when it came to developing their nation and homes to be excellent in every way. In economic, political, and social terms. Even if it wasn’t something Fireria lacked, she recognized Celestia’s superiority.
Ophelia sighed as she took in the winter sight outside the moving carriage in the daylight. It was lovely. She recalled what her father had said about how the winter was severely reducing the number of fire dragons.
‘You aren’t meant to push yourself too hard; I am. You should concentrate on assassinating the Alpha heir while I concentrate on destroying the ice dragon.’
When she first learned about her mission, he had told her this. Was it really her fault that her father had an obsession? A significant portion of her did because he had a justifiable reason for wanting the ice dragon killed but an unjustifiable motive for wanting Nikolai killed. She needed to ascertain the true reason.
“I’m going to lose my mind over this.” She grunted.
“Don’t worry, I’ll hold the reins for you.” In a casual tone, Nikolai, who was seated next to her at the far end of the spacious royal carriage, said.
Ophelia rolled her eyes. “Delusional.”
Nikolai’s face darkened. “If you curse at me again, I’ll throw you out of this carriage.”
Ophelia shot him a piercing stare, which he returned with an amusedly wicked smile.
Ophelia looked at him as if he had horns. “Are you challenging me?”
“I challenge you.” With his blazing eyes sparkling with mirth, Nikolai growled.
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Ophelia narrowed her eyes. As her lips began to part, the carriage abruptly came to a stop, driving her forward to the hard wall, and just as her forehead was about to smash with it, she felt a powerful pull by her cloak and was drawn into a warm embrace, wrapped in his arms.
He grunted indignantly, and she held her breath the entire time. The carriage had been purposefully stopped in such manner by Rhaziel, who was riding it. Was he listening to their conversation?
Due to her anxiety about becoming comfortable, which she was, Ophelia moaned and struggled to yank herself out of his grip.
As soon as Nikolai let her go, the door was opened to reveal Rhaziel, who was as expressionless as always.
“We are behind the storage tower,” he informed.
Nikolai nodded, and Ophelia stepped out of the carriage first, donning the hood of the black heavy cloak. She could hear the wind whistling in her ears and couldn’t help but moan in frustration. Celestia was colder than Fireria!
They were in fact hidden behind a large, lone tower, surrounded by a snow-covered field. The field could be easily transformed into a battlefield. She shrugged even at the mere thought of it.
“You kept her locked up in the tower?” Ophelia inquired, shifting her gaze to Rhaziel, who nodded.
Nikolai was already standing next to the demon, his gaze fixated on Ophelia, who had her gaze back on the tower. Goddess! Why was she so breathtakingly beautiful?
“What are we doing behind the tower? Let’s go inside.” She motioned to move forward toward the tower, but Nikolai suddenly materialized in front of her. Gazing down at her as if he were about to devour her. Though startled, she remained unmoved in her demeanor.
“Think before you act, Fire Storm.” He said, his lips forming a dazzling smile, “Up to fifty warriors are on duty to watch over this tower.”
Ophelia’s pupils dilated. “Are they aware that the princess is in there?”
“No.” Rhaziel responded this time.
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