Chapter 219 The Stolen Treasures

Chapter 219 The Stolen Treasures
Author’s POV:

Years Ago:

"May you have an amazing stay here." Axiom stood with his head bowed in the opulent suite, having just settled the weredragon king and queen into their accommodations.

"You are Axiom Garcia?" the gorgeous blond weredragon queen asked him. She had heart-shaped lips and sparkling blue eyes.

Her voluptuous body was to die for. Nobody could guess she had given birth.

"Yes, Lady Emilia Sinclair," he responded with another bow.

"May I ask something?" she mumbled, gently playing with the crib near her.

"Anything," Axiom felt like he had never seen someone so gorgeous before.

"Did you really see our dragon grandpa attacking hikers?" she asked, as this was the reason she had to travel here with her Weredragon King and all the members of their Lair.

"I... yes, I saw it happen." feeling guilty for lying, Axiom continued with the story.

She only stared at him for a few minutes before letting him go. Axiom rushed out of the hotel and then called Lord Blackwood to inform him about the arrival of the weredragons in the hotel.

"They're here," he gasped when Lord Blackwood answered.

"Good! But what happened to you? Why are you wheezing?’ Lord Blackwood noticed something weird about Axiom. He sounded like he was having trouble breathing.

"It’s Lady Emilia Sinclair," Axiom responded.

"I hope you didn’t look too much into her eyes," Lord Blackwood sighed.

"Why? I mean, I did, but she is in her human form so-," Before Axiom could finish, Lord Blackwood interrupted him. "It doesn’t matter. These freaking weredragons are stronger even when they are in their human form. Especially if they are weredragon King or queen!" He explained to Axiom why he shouldn’t interact with these two.

"I'll stay away from her," he promised, glancing up at their window. The king held one of the twins while the queen cradled the other, both of them smiling down at their children with such pure love it made his chest ache.

"Remember, Axiom!" Lord Blackwood's voice sharpened. "We must complete this task. In one hour, I'll call for an emergency council meeting. When they leave, you get into the room and grab the twins."

Axiom's stomach churned. "What about the guards? The nannies?"

“Don’t worry about them. I sent you there so that they could get used to someone checking on them every few hours. I have already prepared something for that. The bedroom we gave them is a honeymoon suite, but I have personally added a secret door to it. My people will distract them for a few minutes, and in those few minutes, you will sneak in and get it done,” Lord Blackwood said, watching Lady Lydia hold their little baby in her arms and rock him anxiously.

She feared he would die anytime now.

“Alright!” Axiom reluctantly nodded, and soon he was left alone to perform this heinous act.

He wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to get out from under the burden of this crime, but he knew he had to do it.

His kids were sick at home. He needed the money and care that Lord Blackwood had promised him in return for this theft.

After exactly an hour, Axiom sneaked into the backrooms and then through the secret door into the bedroom where the crib was.

The babysitters had to go to the door and fill out a form when Lord Blackwood’s warrior appeared and asked them to introduce themselves in writing.

The babysitters weren’t too worried since the dragon babies usually wouldn’t wake up past their bedtimes.
Axiom did the deed and then hid in the secret room, making his way out of the hotel and sprinting into the car he had parked near the woods.

He was breathing profusely and sweating in the winter. He knew somewhere in his heart that what he did was wrong, but life itself is a game of survival of the fittest. He had to do whatever he could for the sake of his babies.

After rushing away from the scene, he did receive alerts that the babysitters hadn’t found out about the missing treasures yet.

They were in the living room, not wanting to disturb the treasures in the room, who they thought might be sleeping.

Axiom went straight to the home he had rented with his sidechick.

“My love!” Rose walked out of the house, but Axiom rushed past her and entered the living room with an enormous basket in his hands.

"Did you do it?" Her voice was barely a whisper.

He could only nod, setting the basket down with shaking hands.

"It's okay," she said, kneeling beside him. "You had to. You owe it to our daughter."

Rose tried calming him down, but he was panicking.

“It’s not something normal. I’m going to feed a weredragon baby to a werewolf baby. It’s not fucking normal. I will forever be cursed for doing this to another infant.” Axiom put the basket down and sat on the sofa with teary eyes.

Rose's own tears fell as she touched his shoulder. "It'll be fine. We have to do this for our daughter."

"If only..." Rose's voice turned wistful, almost hungry. "If only we had the same luck for our daughter. Imagine if we could... I wish we could feed this baby to our daughter to save her life."

Axiom was shocked, but then again, how could a mother not want to go overboard to save her daughter?

“How is Em?” he asked, feeling bad for his daughter. He was devastated to save her, but he wasn’t rich and powerful enough to do anything for her.

"She's dying." Rose said, steadily peering into the basket and wondering why she couldn’t feed this baby to her Em and save her life.

"What if we--what if we fed one to our daughter? There is anyway two of them." Rose suggested as she saw the two weredragon babies sleeping in the basket. The treasures of the weredragons.