Hariz doesn't know what his fate has for him when he leaves his home behind and walks away to live his life the way he wanted.
Everything changes and he finds that he has magical wives who are innocent and powerful enough to destroy anything that h...
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Hariz was looking at his wedding ring and it was sparkling in the moonlight. He was sitting in the patio of a big room and he was alone. The girls were busy with some stuff and Damon's words were roaming around his brain. He was married to his wives but what was the mating. He was thinking about it when he sensed that Simon was standing in the doorway. Hariz stood up and motioned Simon to join him and Simon joined him while giving him a cup of coffee and sat down with him. They both took a sip and gazed at the gloomy moon. They both silently accompanied each other when Damon also appeared in Simon's lap and snuggled up with him and asked with closed eyes, "Why did you leave me alone in the room?"
Simon rubbed his back and replied gently, "You were dreaming and I came here to see Hariz. He's a bit confused." Damon did not say anything and fell asleep in his mate's arms again.
Hariz sighed and asked after drinking his coffee, "Simon, I don't know what to do? Everyone has found their lost family but I'm not sure what I should do? I mean, I have four girls who are powerful but my life is aimless." and looked at his direction, putting his cup on the table beside him.
Simon smiled and answered, "It's true that everyone had found their family but you still need to figure out what to do with the witch."
"Which witch? Cynthia is dead and the mother and daughter have lost their powers." Uttered Hariz with a frown evident on his pretty face.
Simon laughed loudly at Hariz's question and answered him with, "I'm talking about the future witch."
Oh left Hariz's lips and he mumbled, "The future king will kill her, why would I care about that?" with a smirk.
Simon smiled proudly and asked Hariz, "Do you know where you are?" Hariz nodded and replied with a wink, "We are in the land of the dead, I mean underworld and the kings are sitting right beside me."
Simon looked in astonishment at Hariz and blinked. Hariz started laughing and clutched his stomach while kicking his legs at the shocked face of Simon. "How did you know that we are the kings of the underworld?" asked Simon while looking for an answer.
"Hmm, well, I knew that since the two witches called you my lords and we came here. If you were not the king, we won't be able to stay here without the permission of the kings. Guess what, I found that you both are kings when Damon told Garfunkel to release his steam and he rushed outside...have you forgotten that we have angels by our sides, Simon?"
"Now I know, how can you be so pure. It's the angels working and no one knows that we are the kings from your wives and fellows especially Taj, so don't tell anyone. We'll reveal it by ourselves, alright?"
"Rest assured, my lord!" Hariz bowed his head and Simon nodded and left his room before speaking, "Sleep now because tomorrow is a hectic day for you, Hariz, our pure prince."
Hariz nodded and climbed up into his bed. When he laid down and spread the blanket over his legs, Alrina stormed inside followed by the three. Hariz frowned and Flora hugged him and whispered, "We can't sleep in the other rooms." Hariz sighed and showed them the four extra beds in his room while yawning and muttering, "Go and sleep there, I'm tired and we'll deal with things tomorrow. Goodnight and sweet dreams!" and hid himself completely in the blanket. The girls climbed into their beds and fell asleep in a minute.
