Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Second Chance Mate Is My Nemesis: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

ALPHA NOIR glared at his son, who didn't even bother to spare him as much as a glance. "Draekon, you cannot be angry that Zayn did what he did." "He is my brother." Draekon said sharply, his attention still on the petition scrolls before him. "And he is her best friend!" Alpha Noir shot back. "I may trust Vaelora to be safe with you, but does he?" Draekon finally raised his head, his gaze resting on Alpha Noir's figure. "Vaelora is my mate now. My wife!" The possessive tone in which Draekon said that, had Alpha Noir taken back for a second. "I alone should worry about her safety!" He finished. "You cannot...." Alpha Noir was still speaking, when Draekon cut him off. "You realize that Zayn's crime is a punishable offense, not so?" Draekon eyed his father closely. "It is treason. Vaelora has schemed to dissolve our bond. To remove herself as Luna! And Zayn aided her. Interfered with a royal mating bond!" Thick silence ensued for a few seconds, Alpha Noir tr

"HOW dare you?" Draekon growled, taking menacing steps towards Vaelora. The word 'pathetic' had echoed in his mind, stinging him like venom on an open wound. "You're lucky you're Luna." He spoke through gritted teeth. "Were it anyone else, they'd be kneeling in chains before me, for that 'little' outburst." Vaelora didn't even flinch, regardless of how his gaze threatened to crush her. She was hurting already. "Well, isn't that funny?" She scoffed. "You have put Zayn in chains already. Psychological chains." "You should be grateful I went lenient on him. On you both!" Draekon snarled. "You think tampering with a royal mating bond is an offense to be treated lightly, don't you?" "We tampered with nothing!" She shot back, her lie making him grit his teeth all the more. Now, Draekon was only a hair's breath away from Vaelora, and the tension between both of them was quite palpable. "Remember your place, Vaelora." He warned. "I will." She nodded, a bitter smile on

SHE told herself the truth. He was actually 'all that'. But then, his dark and sadistic personality made his good looks very much invisible to her. "The king!" Reina suddenly grabbed Vaelora's arm, squealing as she did. Everyone present at the table turned to look at them, and a small smile of victory made its way to Vaelora's face. Making their way towards Draekon, Vaelora stopped halfway to give a nod of acknowledgement to Chief Jaafar. He had joined them for dinner. "Thank you for having me tonight, Luna." Jaafar gave a meek bow, taking the opportunity to flash his daughter a warm smile. "I hope you enjoy your meal, Chief Jaafar." Vaelora replied, continuing on her way. "Hi Dad." Reina managed to say, before walking off with Vaelora. Getting to Draekon, Vaelora curtsied. "Glad you could join us for dinner, my king. This is Lady Reina Jaafar, the third daughter of Chief Jaafar. She is the first candidate for the consort selection." "Veylor." Reina g

VAELORA seemed lost for a moment, unable to make out any words as she looked at Dione. "Let's go, Lora. Let's get away from him." Dione repeated, gradually beginning to feel like he had the upper hand. Vaelora was speechless, and that only meant one thing. She was contemplating it. To leave with him. Draekon went still as well, waiting to hear Vaelora's response. Was she going to accept his brother's offer? Was she going to run away? "I still see the love in your eyes, whenever you look at me." Dione softly whispered, the sound of that causing inexplicable hatred to brew within Draekon. "Dio...." Vaelora was speaking, when Dione cut her off. "I dare you to deny that you still love me, Vaelora." Everywhere fell silent. That deep feeling of resentment had spread through Draekon's mind at that point, and all he wished to do, was...... suppress. To suppress her. "I know you still feel strongly for me, Lora." Dione continued. "Just give us a second chance,

"Please ensure that the curls perfectly frame my face." Reina was giving that instruction for the fourth time that afternoon. Or was it the fifth? Well, whichever one it was, Vaelora was glad that her plan had yielded great results. After she had spoken about Draekon's lack of cooperation towards the consort selection exercise, the chiefs most certainly felt threatened. Their daughters may not stand a chance at being selected as consorts, if Draekon kept up with his behavior. Vaelora was surprised at how they all unitedly insisted that Draekon made adjustments towards that. Even chief Om'zaar and the three other chiefs whose daughters weren't participating in the consort selection exercise, had also been supportive. Om'zaar came up with the suggestion that Draekon spared each consort candidate an hour of his day, everyday, until they wrapped up their one week stay in the House of Veylor. Of course, the other chiefs supported the motion, and that was exactly ho