The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 611 Dion's Suspicions Towards Demian

(From Dion's Perspective)

"You do realize that Demian is not going with Uncle and Aunt just to spent time with them?" I asked.

Mum was sitting at her desk in her office. She was sipping tea as she checked documents.

"If you want to know if I feel uncomfortable about it, then yes, I do," she said.

"Not just that, Mum. He intends to do something." Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire

Just because I could not read my brother's mind did not mean I did not know him. I knew him enough to guess that he was planning something. Something that our family would not like and something that he could not do in front of Father and Mum.

"I tried to stop him, Dion. You know I did. He wouldn't listen," I said.

"You should have made him stay here, Mum."

"I can't restraint him, Dion. You have to understand that."

I stood up from the chair that I had been occupying for the last fifteen minutes and walked over to the window behind Mum's chair. The view from here was gorgeous. You could see the cherry blossom Mum and I planted on Demian's birthday. We planted many trees and plants since then. Sometimes Father joined us. Mum and I would look through books and find trees or plants that piqued our interest.

Then Father would send someone to get the seeds so we could plant them.

Father did not like dirt, so he would usually stand there with an umbrella to shield us (mainly Mum) from the sun. He could easily have let a servant do it, but he had always liked to be by Mum's side, even if she was doing something he had no interest in.

Every year, on Demian's birthday, we plant a new tree. We had planted sixteen trees so far. The cherry blossom turned out to be the best one as of yet.

"I can send Demian a letter, Dion, if it's bothering you so much. To be honest, it's bothering me as well. I keep feeling like… like something is wrong and I don't like this feeling at all. I think I will send Demian a letter to tell him to come home," Mum said.

He would not listen. But I did not tell Mum that. She had enough things to worry about. I simply nodded.

Instead, I almost asked Mum the questions I wanted to ask. 'Did Father truly want to kill us? Did he threaten you that if you leave, he will kill us? Is that why you stayed? Would you have sacrificed yourself to Azure? Would you have worked for him?

Why did you stay with Father even after all the things he said and did? Is it because he was the first person to show you a little bit of kindness? Because he gave you the attention that you craved? The love that you wanted? Even if that love is twisted, you still craved it?'

But I asked none of it. What was the point of making Mum upset?

"I still feel like someone is watching me." Mum's voice brought me back to reality. "From everywhere. I will be sitting in my bedroom with the windows closed or the curtains drawn, I would still feel like someone is watching me. I did everything. I even checked the barriers. They are all okay, unbroken."

"Did you try talking to Evan?"

"No. I haven't talked to him in a while," she said. By the looks of it, she had not thought of talking to Evan about it.

Evan was my godfather. He was the one who caught me when I was born. He had been with Mum. It was Mum's first-time giving birth and he had helped her through it all.

He was a true friend of Mum's.

I had been at Trouvaille Palace a lot of times unlike my siblings. Evan sometimes took me there and each time, I ended up staying at least for ten days. Evan and I were close. He had a son named Bejamin who was born a year and half after Demian. Demian sometimes talked to Benjamin through a communicating mirror that he built.

"I can invite him here. It's been a while since I saw him. A year? More than that?"

Demian could have told her the exact date.

"A little less than a year and half," I said. "It was on Bree's birthday."

"Right! I keep forgetting," she said with a chuckled. "I think I will invite him to spent a few days with us. I still haven't seen his wife yet. It's been so long since he married, but he never once brought her here even though I told him to a few times."

Mum might not know the reason, but I did. I had seen Evan's wife. She was, what I would say, an older version of my mother. Looking at her, I could see what my mother would have looked like if she aged. Well, there certainly were differences. Still, Evan's wife looked a lot like Mum.

And Evan called her a certain name in bed.

It was gross. To know about such things was not something I ever wanted to know. But that also explained why Evan always had a soft spot for Mum that he had for no one else. Not even his own family. After all, he married his wife only because she looked like Mum.

Even if Mum invited Evan and his wife here, Evan would never bring her. Evan did not know I could read minds, but he knew that Father could. He could not keep Father and his wife in the same room without Father finding out all about his secret. His wife knew that Evan had feelings for Mum and she was okay with it. For her, the marriage with Evan was a contract.

Evan also treated me better than his own son. That was unfair, but understandable. I might look exactly like my father, but I was more of my mother's son.

I did not tell Mum about what I thought. I never could without revealing the fact that I could read minds. I did not want to tell her that just yet.

I was certain that Father had his suspicions about this matter. Whenever Evan came over, he looked at him and Mum with odd eyes. He did not like Evan. Always called him King Ford while none of us called him that. He was always Evan to us.

Evan adored Bree a lot. Obviously that was because Bree looked like Mum. A lot like her, to be fair. When Bree was little, Evan would carry her on his shoulders that even our own father never did.

"What are you thinking?" Mum asked. I had not realized Mum was looking at me.

"Evan. I wonder how you started to work together. Father doesn't seem to like him."

"We met in Ataraxia. There was a banquet. We were staying at a side palace and Evan was staying on the one nearest ours. I was on the roof of ours and he was on his. We met there," Mum said. "I was quite young back then, being so reckless.

I was playing in the rain." She laughed. "Evan had always been kind and understanding. He was telling me where to place the flowers I was playing with."

"But how did you begin to work together?"

"He knew who I was and all about it." Then she told me about all of it. How Evan even went to her world to find her before Father could. Father and he had a fight there. If Father had not won the fight, Mum would have been married to Evan.

Mum did not think about it much, so I had not known about the whole incident. In her mind, she and Father were destined to be together and that destiny was written by none other than her father. Azure wanted them to be together. He wanted to use Mum and Father.

"I was so shocked when Evan told me all those things. I think I got sick."

'Were you pregnant back then?' I almost asked. I stopped myself in time. I was not supposed to know that. Mum never told me that. She told Demian, but not me. If I asked her that, she would ask me how I knew that.

I would not lie to my mother's face.

"Then Evan and I started working together. Your father was very reluctant about working with Evan because he could not read Evan's mind. I think that's why your father still doesn't like him much. I mean, if you can read minds and suddenly, you can't read someone's mind, you are bound to feel wary."

I nodded even though I did not agree with her entirely. Mum's reasoning might be one of the reasons Father did not like Evan. But mostly, it was because Father knew, at some extent, that Evan's feelings towards Mum was not entirely platonic.

"Yeah, you might be right," I said instead.