The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 68

“Is she not allowed?” Morpheus countered and smirked. “Well, she just told me her name as we were parting. Such a nice name.”

Draven only smirked and kept quiet, not bothering to tell him that he was the one to give her that name. “If you are done with your useless talk, leave.”

“As a friend, I am here to share my thrilling experience with that human female but you simply want me gone,” Morpheus said with a complaining tone, but Draven knew it was his act to annoy him.

“I do not have a friend like you.”

“Denying won’t change the past,” Morpheus smirked. “Who knows? Maybe, we can resume our friendship as I share my feelings about the human you saved.”

‘Feelings?’ Draven’s hands clutched the armrest lightly, though from the face he looked cold. ‘What feelings?’ he could not help but wonder.

Morpheus’ grey eyes seemed to sparkle, but whether it was interest or mischief, no one knew. “After meeting that female, I feel like it won’t be a bad thing to keep a human around. She can be a great way of entertainment. As you know, I live alone as thanks to your grace I had lost my family. I can keep her with me. She can be a good pet like how Midnight is to you.”

‘Pet!’ Once again the grip of Draven’s hand tightened on the armrest of his chair.

The shapeshifter continued to speak, “In tomorrow’s council meeting, if you decide to send her to the human villages, then I will offer to take her with me. Since there is such a rule of not keeping humans inside our race’s territory, I will just build a nest in the habitable part of the forest surrounding Agartha. It is technically outside the kingdom, so there wouldn’t be an issue. Though I hate humans in general, I have taken a particular interest in this adorable little female. Who knows, once she grows up, I might end up liking her and decide to make her my mate….”

‘Mate!’

Crack!

The armrest of the chair was crushed in Draven’s hand the moment he heard the word ‘mate’. Morpheus could not help but smirk at it was exactly the reaction he wanted.

“Oh, poor chair.” Morpheus looked at the crushed armrest with pity. “Living or nonliving, both are meant to suffer in your hands, Your Majesty.”

Draven realized he could not control his anger in front of the nasty eagle who was provoking him intentionally. “If you don’t disappear from my sight, you will know exactly how this armrest felt.”

Unfortunately, Morpheus was not one to be scared of his threats. With a grin, he even leisurely walked towards Draven. “Tsk! Always threatening others. You must have tormented that little one, pushing her so far that she decided to jump to death.”

The winged man stood in front of the King and looked into those red eyes.

“What exactly did you do with her?”