The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 488

The entire day, Morpheus was busy building the nest, while Ember tried her best not to peek at it. But by noon, she failed to keep her resolve.

She sneaked into her study and stood by the window behind her work desk, which allowed her a view of the balcony and the gigantic tree.

Hiding herself, only her face—up to her beautiful, mischievous-looking eyes—was visible behind the window. She caught a glimpse of the nest, but due to the thick branches hiding it, she couldn't see it clearly.

Tsk! Not clear, she frowned. But where is Morph? Why can't I see him? Has he gone to collect wood to build the nest? Let me take a look.

Just as she thought this, she spotted a winged figure circling the tree—Morpheus. His beautiful, majestic gold wings were spread to their fullest, his entire body surrounded by a golden shimmer, radiating the sheer power he possessed. His arms were wide open as if summoning his powers, his eyes locked onto the tree as he used his powers to build the nest.

The entire tree glowed with his energy, shining gold as if it had become one with him. It was a breathtaking sight.

Her eyes widened, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe. Her mind went completely blank, fixated on her mate. He looked ethereal—his hair and wings shimmering gold, his perfectly sculpted body radiating an otherworldly beauty.

She realized then, as everyone in the kingdom had always said, that Morpheus truly was the most beautiful beast male Agartha.

Draven was handsome and roguish, with a devilish charm. But Morpheus… he was beautiful and approachable, with a playful allure.

Badum!

Her heart skipped a beat. She felt it pounding wildly at the sight—at the sight of her mate.

Shocked, she stepped back, hiding behind the wall, her hand clutching her chest.

My heart. Why is it like this?

She exhaled several times, trying to steady herself. This only ever happened with Draven, but… Morph? This can't be. I'm just amazed by his display of power. My heart belongs only to Draven.

Unable to control the turmoil within her, she ran from the study, determined not to sneak another peek at him.

We will remain just friends—even after I mate with him. Mating just once will rid him of his pain, and after that, there will be no need.

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Finally, evening arrived—it was time to go to the human territory to meet Ember's brother. Draven and Ember were ready, waiting at the border with the human territory for Morpheus.

The clan elders were present, advising Draven to be cautious of the humans. Though their king was an invincible dragon, past experiences had proven that humans were more than capable of creating something strong enough to defeat even the most powerful supernaturals.

Morpheus arrived, his large golden wings folded gracefully behind him. Ember glanced at him but, remembering how affected she had been earlier, she forced herself not to stare and instead acted as normally as possible.

"Are we leaving?" Morpheus asked, looking at Draven.

Draven hummed in response, and Morpheus turned to Ember. "Stay with us and don't do anything reckless. You have a habit of doing exactly what you're told not to do."

Ember could only nod, knowing all too well that she had been a troublesome person in the past. She recalled the time in the flower field when Morpheus had warned her to stay away from the hallucination-inducing white flowers—only for her to do the exact opposite.

Everyone noticed the way Morpheus spoke to her. Even Draven had never spoken to her in such a way in front of others. It was clear to all that, despite claiming he didn't want Ember as his mate, he cared for her deeply.

Ember wanted to ask him about the nest but decided against it.

Logan spoke up. "I will be stationed here at the border with the other beasts. If anything happens, send the signal."