Betrayed

☾Chapter Forty-Eight☽

Dmitri's P.O.V

It's scary, almost terrifying. These kind of things don't happen to me. Whenever I think something good is happening to me, it's ended abruptly, like pulling the plug on my happiness.

Whenever I met Saffron, I was sure my life would look up, and for a while, it did. I had found my queen, the kingdom was happy, and not too long after, we were expecting a child.

I should've known Saffron would be ripped from my arms, and it was all my fault, despite the fact that she's telling me it's hers.

In her eyes, if she would have stopped being stubborn and allowed herself to be turned, we could have avoided a lot of heartache.

However, thanks to my retched father, she's back in my life, but not of her own accord. She's linked to Nikolai, meaning if he dies, she dies. I have to hold back the urge to kill him, rip him limb to limb all because of that little blip.

But considering how much energy it takes to bring somebody back to life, it makes sense. She technically didn't have her own life source since she died, so she "borrowed" from Nikolai, effectively linking them together.

The sound of water hitting the side of the tub brings me out of my thoughts. Saffron is bathing right in front of me.

My breath catches when she looks me in the eyes and smiles. Her wet, red hair is sticking to her wet skin, her high, rosy cheeks are a beautiful shade of red, her smooth, plump lips are swollen and pink, and beneath the bubbles and steaming water is a petite, curvaceous feminine body.

"What's on your mind?" Her soft voice meets my ears, resulting in a physical reaction.

I lean towards her before placing my hands on the edge of the tub. "You," I answer simply.

She copies my action of leaning forward before pressing a quick kiss to my lips. "Are you going to turn me?" She asks hesitantly.

Staring into her eyes, I can't help but replay what we did last night. It had been so long since I had been intimate with a woman, with Saffron.

And yet, her she is: alive, naked, in my bedroom, and as beautiful as ever.

I clear my throat when I realize she's still waiting for an answer. "Yes, but I want you to get situated first. I want you to get to know the pack and be comfortable with your title once again."

She pecks my lips again, her brown eyes lighting up with joy and happiness. "Xavier must be ecstatic," she whispers.

Xavier growls somewhere in my head. 'God, I want to fuck her,' he mumbles.

I resist the urge to smirk as I stand up and reach for a towel while smiling down at Saffron. "Let's get you dressed."

••

There's a change in the air, from melancholy to hope, from anger to joy, from confusion to content.

And it's all due to Saffron, the beautiful human being who is currently trailing her fingers over books in my office.

Jared is standing beside my desk, staring at Saffron in amazement. He shakes his head slowly. "I don't understand..." he trails off.

Nodding my head, I allow my eyes to roam over Saffron's body, wanting nothing more but to rip her clothes off. "I interrogated Nikolai. He had the help of a coven of witches, which opens up a lot of possibilities due to all that power and energy. He told me that he possessed Titus, enabling him to steal the moon dust from the vault, but before he set us up, he took a small amount."