Hellbound With You novel Chapter 478

Chapter 478 The Long Lost Tale Part XXIV

Soon, it was time for his last battle. After this, he would return to Ashteria to finally achieve his real goal and finally get to be with Abigail again.

Alexander led his army as strongly and as fearlessly as he had previously. His strength and power overwhelmed the enemy and he and his army crushed the enemy into dust. They were unstoppable, invincible. Alexander and his army were a force to be reckoned with, an army that no one had ever witnessed before. Alex had earned himself the title of the god of war.

After this huge and victorious battle, Alexander let his men celebrate and so did he. He joined his men that night and drank and ate with them to his heart content. The real reason behind his joy that night wasn’t just because of this victory, but also because he could finally start his journey back to his beloved. He kept drinking with his men and Dinah kept his cup full but what Alex didn’t know was that Dinah had drugged his drinks.

That night, when the drunk and drugged Alex returned to his bed, Dinah quickly followed him. She immediately climbed on his bed and started to touch him intimately. Alex, who was halfway between reality and the land of dreams, was missing Abigail so much that he thought he had conjured up Abigail. He saw Abigail on his bed with him, her hands touching his body and he let himself continue this wonderful dream he was having.

When ’Abigail’ leaned in to kiss him, he kissed her back with a hunger he felt for her. He had been longing for Abigail every night that he had been away, thinking of her face, her voice, her warmth and that passionate night they spent together. He kissed her back, letting himself fall into the abyss of pleasure and called out her name with longing.

But then he frowned. Why did this dream feel so real?

Somewhere, somehow, his consciousness struggled for dominance. He found this dream a bit strange. He was dreaming of Abigail but her actions were definitely not something his beloved would do. This vision of Abigail was coming at him like a wild vixen.

This vision of Abigail took the lead and Alex struggled to make sense of her actions in his mind. Something inside his drunk mind screamed at him but his head throbbed from all the alcohol he had consumed. As the woman sat on top of him, Abigail’s face started to morph in front of him. The woman wasn’t Abigail! He snapped out of his dreamlike state and he immediately pushed the woman away.

He ordered her to leave as he tugged his hair. His drunk eyes were fierce and filled with disgust as he glared at her.

When the woman tried to come at him again, Alex called his men and ordered them to bring her back to her tent and from that day on, Alex never let her near him again.