B1)A Wanted Love

6) Tragic Story

Drake-

"Nanny, I don't think you would show up uninvited," Drake glared. "And so late at night."

"Oh well, I love coming without calling," she pinched his cheeks. "You are still wild, and you passed on the gene. Goodness, the resemblance is so uncanny."

Salome had her fists on her sides, tapping her foot on the floor and giving Margaret a look of annoyance.

"Daddy, who is this woman? She interrupted our reading time."

"Oh dear," Margaret picked Salome up.

"Hey, put me down. No one permitted you to hold me!" Salome struggled.

Margaret laughed. "Drake is exactly like you; she is truly mini you."

Drake groaned. "Salome, this is Margaret; she was mine and your uncle's nanny. She's a friend of the family."

"Here," Margaret gave her a candy bag.

Salome took the bag and crossed her arms. "I'll accept your gift and permit you to hold me."

"Oh, and she's an extortionist like you," Margaret set her down. "And you are Tiara?"

"Yes," Tiara smiled.

"I always thought Clay would settle down first," she smiled. "But I would have never imagined this wild boar to settle down first. Imagine my surprise discovering he has a family."

Tiara chuckled. "He must've given you a lot of trouble growing up."

"Ugh, you wouldn't believe what he did," she grinned. "Once, when he was four, he ran out outside butt naked when he didn't want to take a bath."

Drake covers his face; this is why he doesn't like having this woman around. He always ends up telling everyone embarrassing moments of his life.

Tiara giggle.

Salome gasped. "Daddy butt naked?!"

"Yes," Margaret smiled. "I have a lot of silly stories about your father and uncles. I'll tell you some other time; for now, it's bedtime."

"I'm not sleepy." Salome yawned, rubbing her eyes.

"Of course, you are now off to bed."

Drake picked up Salome. She was asleep within seconds. "Why did you do that?"

"We have a serious topic to discuss," she said. "I sense there is someone else in the house."

"My Beta," Drake said.

"Bring him; he must hear this too if he's your Beta," Margaret said.

Drake wasn't sure what this was about, but Margaret had a grim expression, and she was looking at Tiara. Tiara flinched away, placing a protective hand on her belly. They went upstairs and tucked Salome in bed. He then went and woke up Sebastian; he wasn't sleeping. He was listening to the conversation downstairs.

They returned downstairs, and Margaret had tea and donuts ready.

"Spill it," Drake sat on the couch and pulled Tiara beside him. Sebastian sat on the floor, feeling comfortable and resting his head on the coffee table.

"Don't blame this on Clay," she said. "But Clay has been cursed."

"Ha," Drake bit into the donut. "I knew it."

"Let me finish before you comment," she glared. Drake waved his hand. "The curse is Heartbreak, an obsession spell, and fake love. This spell forces him to love the soulmate of the man he envies or hates. And it'll only get worse; he will continue to insist until he takes it to the next step, which is to get rid of the obstacles keeping him from what he wants." She kept looking at Tiara.