The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 145

Draven had already turned to leave when his sensitive ears caught the sound of her surprised gasp. Perhaps because this wasn’t the first time this happened, he was able to react fast enough to save her from falling this time.

‘And she says she’s not clumsy?’ he wanted to ask as he held back a smile.

His mate seemed to be very skilled in finding opportunities to fall down as if she were beloved by the ground. He wondered how she could survive in that dead mountain full of rocks and gnarly roots. How many times had she fallen like this and had hurt herself?

Once Ember was steady on her feet, she looked up at him with that same dazed gaze caused by the influence of his scent.

Fortunately, Draven was prepared and kept his own rationality. He held her on her shoulders before stepping away. He said coldly, “Get back to your senses.”

Ember felt like someone had poured cold water on her, and she also stepped back with her entire face crimson red. She dared not meet his eyes due to embarrassment.

“Your Majesty, apologies—“

“Is it a habit?” he asked, keeping himself calm by turning his face away from her. She was so close, a mere arm’s length away, and it was as if he could still feel her body in his hands even though he was no longer holding her. It was a relief they both stepped back.

His words puzzled her already messed up senses. “H-Habit?”

“Being clumsy, falling on the ground, tripping on something, hurting yourself…” he explained._.

“Ah, no! Not at all!” she said in a fluster, faking a little confidence as she too explained what happened. “I am telling you, this is all coincidence. I wanted to accompany you and be a good mate to you but the bridge–“

The rest of her sentence faded into non-existence as Draven’s ears only caught words that left his mind blank.

‘….a good mate to you…’

Draven stared at Eber trying to recall those words again and again she had just said. His cold gaze turned a little intense with the anticipation to hear something useful.

He looked at her with amusement as he took a step closer to her, “And what else do you plan to do to be a good mate?”

Ember stepped back with him coming closer to her but had to stop due to the bridge railing behind her.

She felt a little nervous with the way he looked at her and stepped closer. She exhaled softly through her mouth to calm herself and recalled whatever Morpheus told her about being a good mate.

“If Your Majesty is working in the study, I shall help you with your work. When you take a stroll in the garden, I shall accompany you. I shall help you choose your clothes daily. I shall accompany you all the time and won’t let you feel lonely at all. I will be a good companion…I mean mate.”

Ember said in a single breath like she had recited it so many times and took it as a compulsion to follow it to be a good mate for the King.

He stood facing her at a step distance away, not letting his gaze move away from her anxious-looking eyes, “But all this Erlos does for me as well? Then what is the difference between you and him when you call me your mate?”

His words caught her off guard and she didn’t think about it and simply looked at the king with her puzzled and questioning gaze.

“Have you ever thought about why you are my mate and not someone else? What is it that makes us mate?” she heard him ask again.

She found her heart beating faster, not knowing whether it was because of nervousness caused by questions from the king or that intoxicating scent from him that she could smell.

“Focus!” he commanded as he saw her falling for his scent, “…think and answer.”

“B-Because Your Majesty has chosen me,” she answered, thinking it was the right answer.

Draven didn’t deny her answer as he wanted to know more about what she had understood on her own till now. She didn’t seem so dumb to not catch anything particular by now.

“And how do we become mates?” he asked.

She cleared her throat as she thought if she would be accusing him in her next answer, “Because you have bitten me and I have this mark on my neck.” She touched that mark with her fingers to show him.