Chapter 48 CHAPTER 48
DRACO'S POV
My heart rate had never beat this fast, but since I met this girl, it's been the standard.
When she's in my line of sight, it's fast, when she's not, it's faster.
But now, with her sitting right in front of me, her hands clutching Styx as though they were besties, I was taking deep breaths to avoid hyperventilating.
The past week, I'd barely gotten any work done. In fact, I never liked relegating my work to anyone but I've been outsourcing every single thing just so I could follow her around and know what she's up to.
The times when I couldn't, I was a miserable ass to everyone around me and till now, I regretted it because it was obvious something bad happened to her and I hated that she didn't feel safe enough to tell me about it.
“Styx please run slower,” I heard her speak to my horse who immediately slowed down her pace, walking instead of running.
Strange beast, that's what she is. For almost two centuries, she wouldn't let anyone but me near her, now she was okay with me giving this strange girl her calling stone and completely ignoring me to pay attention to her
You'd think she was in love with the girl.
Now that she was trotting slowly to the healer's house, my suffering simply increased.
Her back was to my chest, her hands, tired of nearly throttling the innocent horse held my thighs and her head relaxed on my chest.
And like the creep I’d become since she walked into this Academy, I couldn't help watching the bounce of her chest as she breathed.
‘Stop thinking about that dream, Draco,’ I mentally warned myself.
She should feel safe in my presence, not having to feel the swell of my cock whenever she's close to me like this.
But Stars!
It was impossible to stay flaccid around her. To maintain any clear sign of control.
“Are you alright Sir?” She asked me and I opened my eyes that I didn't even realize I'd shut to see that I was gripping her waist tightly.
Trying to push her away or at least steady her but instead, I was pushing her towards me.
A creep.
Yes, that's what the Principal of the Kalutian Academy has become.
“My apologies. I was trying to stop you from falling off.”
“It's fine. I don't want to strangle Styx so you can hold me.”
Did she know what she just unleashed?
My dragon laughed mockingly in my head, the bastard enjoying my suffering.
With her permission, I allowed myself wrap my hand around her waist and placed it on my other lap, so my palm wasn't touching her but my arm could hold her in place securely.
She winced a bit and this forced me to properly look at her.
To examine the damage.
“What did he do to you?” I gasped as I looked over her body, seeing how much the blood-stained clothes were covering.
“Whatever he did, it worked. Besides, weren't you watching us?”
“Stop talking to me like that!” I snapped, trying to control my jumping cock that was enjoying this show of power from her.
“I'm sorry Sir but it had to be said. You all scream it down my throat about how this place is dangerous and how everything and everyone is going to try to kill me but the second someone does try to kill me, you start acting shocked. Someone literally wrote a book about this style of training. Why?!”
“You have every right to be pissed,” I sighed, “but I was hoping it wouldn't have to get to this point. And I wasn't watching you guys train this time. I'm actually a busy man.”
“I thought as much, which is why I'm shocked at you being so concerned with my progress. If I die, it'll be one less piece of paperwork for you to do.”
“You're not a paperwork to me,” I growled out, angry that I was the only one experiencing this maddening attraction.
She was off limits and I should be happy she's not reciprocating these feelings but a man could only dream.
Dream about her soft hands on my chest, about her pink, kissable lips, about my hands wrapping these purple strands as her mouth swallowed my –
“Fucking hell,” I growled out loud, moving back but since my hand was around her, I only pulled her closer.
To my swollen cock.
“Sorry, my belt is misbehaving,” I whispered as I used my other hand to adjust myself.
She's going to hate me so much if she finds out how little self-control I have, leering over like this.
Thankfully she didn't say anything, my embarrassment was already at a very high level.
I can't wait for the King to send his people to check what was going on with her and give me some answers so I can stop having reasons to get close to her.
Maybe a little trip to the war front would cure me of this madness.
Yes.
That's exactly what I'll do.
Finally, we got to the healing house and I couldn't help regretting that the journey was over.
But I quickly dropped her down and then adjusted myself again before stepping down from Styx.
“Are you with her calling stone?”
“Yep, always,” she said, bringing it out from the necklace she'd hung it with.
“Alright then. Off you go Styx, we'll call you when we're done.”
My horse instead of running off, went to her, and for a few seconds, she was rubbing her head before she finally ran off.
“If I'm not careful, you'll take my horse away from me.”
“Don't worry, I can share,” she giggled, the sound going straight to my - you get the gist.
She tried walking but nearly stumbled to the ground but I was already moving before I could think.
I carried her off the ground and she looked at me with eyes of gratitude one second and… is that lust?
Does she feel it too?
I stopped that train of thought immediately and quickly went inside.
“You're here again?” Eruwan asked as she saw us approaching. “And with a different male this time. You're a busy girl,” she chuckled.
“I don't know what you're talking about,” Alira replied, but she was blushing profusely.
I dropped her gently into the pool.
But then I frowned, my chest tightening with a strange emotion.
“Sir, can you tell Florian to stop using his evil, foreign ways to hurt this child?”
“His ways are not evil!” Alira snarled from inside the pool. “And I returned the favour today.”
Her fiercely defending him warmed my heart but also scared the shit out of me.
I've seen them talk, seen their banter, and always assumed…
But with her defending him like a scorned lover, I don't know what to think.
On the other end, it was good to see someone stand up for Florian.
Maybe he deserves to be with her, afterall, he's got enough love to give.
All I can offer is silence and trauma.
“Take care of her, Eruwan,” I commanded, “and leave Florian alone. He's not your enemy.”
I walked away from the healing house, heading towards the training ground.
If my cock wasn't going to listen to reason, maybe violence is the answer.