+CHAPTER 21+ Behind The Closed Doors

Darach looked at his brother. Who was laying on the same bed in the healing center where Darach had left him last time but this time he had a fresh wound and from the looks of it Darach was sure that someone has shot an arrow at him.

"What happened to your chest?" Darach asked, inspecting his wound.

"Nothing it will heal. Seems like my beast has finally started showing mercy towards me." Connor responded with a breathy exhale.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Confusion laced in Darach's voice.


"That means that after 20 years the bastard's finally helping me to heal. Something on this land has sparked his interest. Enough about me! Tell me did you get any information on the whereabouts of Lucia and others?" Connor changed the subject, clearly not wanting to talk about his wound.


"Nothing! But a witch crossed my way and my beast thinks that she is our mate." Darach announced grimly.

There was no point in hiding the fact that he got tricked by a witch just like his Mighty Uncle.


"Holy Fuck!! She's a witch... your mate is a witch. What the hell are you going to do now? Man, that's pretty messed up. The kingdom will have a hard time accepting her." Connor has a frantic look on his face. Connor knew that Darach despised witches. If it was in his hands he would have killed every single one residing on every dimension.

Darach looked at his brother who thought that Darach had accepted Amber and he wasn't bothered about the fact that Darach's mate was a witch but he was concerned about how their people were going to react to this news, not the reaction he expected from his brother.


"She is not my mate, she tricked my beast into believing that and you know how good they are in tricking beasts." Darach spat the words, venom lacing his tone.

"Maybe your mate isn't like her Darach. Don't judge her on the base of our past." Connor tried to reason with his stubborn brother.

"SHE IS NOT MY MATE Connor!" Darach shouted while glaring at his naive brother, denying any possibility of relation with Amber.

"Darach if your beast thinks that she's your mate than don't doubt it. I doubted my beast's judgment and look where it got me. I'm still paying for my mistakes. Brother if fate has given you a chance don't blow it away." Connor has a faraway look on his face.

"She's a witch." Darach exclaimed as if it explains everything.

Connor's words had planted doubts in Darach's mind. What if Amber was really his mate. Could he leave the past behind to embrace the future?

If she was his mate than he can't ignore the facts that he can't reproduce without her. Fuck!! He won't be able to get hard for another if he was mated to Amber.


"She's a witch so what? You can do nothing about it. Don't you realize what you are planning to give up?" Connor questioned, looking straight in his eyes.

"Guess I can do nothing about it!" Darach looked away.

Millions of thoughts running into his mind~

The most prominent one was that he can't forsake his mate, the beast won't allow it.

His people haven't accepted him as their rightful king they were still loyal to his Uncle, the rightful king of lycans and now if Darach introduced a witch as their Queen there was definitely going to be an uproar. 

Darach had no fucking idea that how was he going to come out of this situation.

He can't leave Amber behind. . .

"So you're going to leave her because of her origin?" Disgust was dripping from Connor's voice.

"Nah, It just occurred to me that if she's truly my mate than I can't leave her, probably because I have no intention of living like a celibate. Aside from the fact that she's a witch, she is still my mate and you know that if I leave her I'll never become a father. I will take her back to my kingdom. At least she can warm my bed and deliver children for me." Darach remarked as if he had everything figured out.

Connor can clearly see what Darach was too blind to witness. Darach was choosing a path that will lead him to self-destruction and nothing more.

"So you are going to use your own mate like a breeding whore?" Darach growled in warning at Connor's disrespectful words.

"She's mine and I can do whatever I want to do with her. Don't you dare call her that!" Darach snapped at his brother, his eyes flashing golden.

"If you stick to that attitude I'm afraid that you're going to end up like me." Connor snapped back. "Brother wreak your vengeance upon those who deserve it." Connor scrubbed his palm over his mouth. "She has nothing to do with what happened to our uncle. You can't blame her for our downfall."

"She might not have anything to do with our past but she has the same lineage." Darach was too stubborn to see any reason. He had centuries of pent up hatred for her kind. He can't vanish his hatred overnight.

Centuries ago their Mighty Uncle, the rightful king of beasts fell in love with a witch. He was aware of the fact that the witch wasn't his mate but he didn't give a damn. They played around for a while but their relationship ended when their Uncle found his fated mate.

A Fey Princess and the heir to fey throne~

He had broken all the ties with the witch, thinking that he can start anew with his mate. He told his mate nothing about his witch lover and that was his biggest mistake. 

After a peaceful year, the witch came back to claim her lover. Witches are wicked. 

They don't give up the things they think they have a claim on.

Their Uncle started meeting with his witch lover again not because he wanted to start things between them again, the witch has enchanted their Uncle. He was under the influence of her spell.

Like a lovesick puppy. . .

That was how his fated mate caught them having sex. Their Uncle's fated mate was fey and that night she had showered her wrath upon her mate and his mistress.

Their uncle who was under the influence of the witch's spell tried to kill his own mate to save the witch.

The witch had used their Uncle against his own mate to save herself.

But even their Uncle's brutal strength was no match in front of a fey's wrath. His mate had killed the witch in cold blood, lifting her spell from their Uncle.

But the witch's blood wasn't enough to fulfill the Fey's thirst of vengeance.

She was betrayed by her own mate and fey aren't very good at forgiving. They are notorious creatures who can kill their own blood offspring in cold blood.

That night the Fey Princess had nearly killed their Mighty Uncle in her blind rage.

On that cursed night, their Uncle lost his mate and the kingdom of lycans lost their rightful King and Queen. 

The lycans lost the peace they had established with the feys, the Feys who went on a war against lycans.

After years of blood bath, a treaty was signed as a symbol of truce between both races. 

Life long allies turned into enemies just because of a witch~

"Brother the path you have chosen will lead you to the same destination as mine, alone and miserable." Connor looked away from his brother.

"Connor we are not on the same page, your mate wasn't an evil witch like mine. I can't keep her and I can't even leave her after marking her." Darach confessed.

"You marked her?" Darach's head was dangling low at Connor's question, he was embarrassed by the fact that he had marked Amber. 

"I regret it with all my heart, I could do anything for a chance to go back in time to change that." Darach claimed aggressively, unaware of Amber's presence behind the closed doors of the healing center's room. 

Darach's mate whose head suddenly jerked at her mate's words as if she'd been slapped by him.