Her Cold Beast And His Dark Beauty

THE AGREEMENT

I wanted to add a little something for you guys since I want you to feel happy with me and share my story that has been under wraps for quite a while now (about a year😓)

Carlos' POV

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Carlos's Office

Gregory: We could turn them into our guard dogs

Carlos shakes his head and signals for the others to leave, the room immediately becomes empty

Carlos: No, a wolf alone is hard to train once it's fully grown and costs at least 60 good men, and with two it will cost more than double that number, maybe even triple if we're lucky

Gregory: Then we can send them back since they are useless, make a deal with her and them

Carlos: What kind of deal?

Gregory smirks as he walks over to the little Lord's side and bends down to whisper into his ear once again, after some more brief explanation Carlos smirks with a seemingly satisfied look on his face before standing up

Carlos: You're finally getting into your role of being my trusty advisor. Since I like the plan you can work on it immediately. I'll talk to the dogs, you talk to the girl since you understand how her mind works

Gregory: Yes, my Lord...

He bows then he rises but before he can leave he receives a cup of blood from Carlos. Gregory looks at Carlos in confusion

Carlos: You'll need all the strength you can get to deal with the human girl. I can tell she's going to be a handful.

He drinks the cup of blood in front of him. Carlos watches Gregory before settling back into his original chair, he sighs and slowly regains his composure. Waving his hand as a sign of Gregory's dismissal

Gregory: I shall take my leave, master Carlos...

Gregory bows again and then disappear like a black shadow dashing to the door opening and closing it so fast, that the only reassurance that someone left is the gentle clicking sound of the door

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Pishka's Bedroom

A small frame is seen on a large bed laying in the blankets curled up like a little ball. The door creeks open as a person enters then walks to the girl's bed and just stares at her as an unfamiliar feeling starts to surface in his heart. His face scrunches up into an uncomfortable facial expression as he looks down at the fragile girl

Gregory: So weak and yet why do I...

He bends down and brushes her hair to the side of her face, then leans his head down. He stops with his breath brushing her lips with them being only two inches away, he closes his eyes as he inhales her scent at such proximity. Summoning some courage he exhales breath bouncing off her skin, he leans in his lips brushing against hers