Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL]-Chapter 249: In The Kitchen

Jules’ pov

"What am I gonna do when we return to school? Everyone is gonna be able to tell that I have magic." I complained as I stirred my bowl of cereal. Blaze was mixing a bowl for himself and he stopped to stare at me from across the counter.

"We’ll figure something out, or I can teach you how to mask your scent." He revealed and my eyes widened in awe.

"Really? That’s possible?" I asked and he hummed as he poured milk into his bowl.

"Of course." He assured me and I hummed, my mind calming down and I began to slurp up my cereal.

We were the only ones alone in this large apartment. Roy and Kim left to take care of something and when I watched them bickering about an hour ago, something within me told me that there was something more to them.

"So, you have a sister?" I drawled, eying Blaze as he stiffened before sighing.

"She actually hates me, so... yeah." He revealed and I felt my forehead crease.

"Why?"

"She believes I’m the reason our mother died." He explained and I blinked slowly. He stirred his bowl slowly and offered me a small shrug.

"But that’s not true, is it?" I asked and he shrugged again.

"Apparently, my mother was a queen, the queen of the demon kingdom, married to a man she was betrothed to since birth. But apparently, she abandoned her throne, her daughter and husband she never loved, to flee with her lover, my father. My half sister believed I was the reason my mother died, which is actually true." Our eyes locked from across the counter and I abandoned my cereal to round the counter while he continued.

"The voice who revealed all of this to me also revealed that my mother was Indeed killed by my father, because she wanted to protect me and take me with her back to my father after discovering that my father wanted to kill me after I was born. Apparently, my father got told by a priest that I was gonna surpass his legacy and become really powerful, and that angered my father so he tried killing me, but my mother intervened and tried protecting me, and she ended up losing her life that way."

"Oh." I whispered once I was standing beside him, digesting all that he was revealing. His father’s hatred for him suddenly made even more sense, and somehow, I can understand why his half sister hates him.

"I’m so sorry." I whispered as I curled my hand around his. He stared down at me and sighed, and then he was tugging me into a hug and pillowing his chin on my head. I inhaled deeply as I squeezed his middle tightly.

"I’ll return back there sooner than later, and this time I’ll bring you with me. She hates me but hopefully I’d be able to get her to come around liking me." He continued, voice muffled and I squeezed his sides in a silent understanding. This is the first time I was listening to him admitting wanting a person to like him, which showed that he genuinely hates not being liked by his sister.

"She’ll definitely come around." I told him when I pulled away to stare into his eyes. He exhaled slowly before cupping my face and stroking my cheeks.

His hands slid down my clothed shoulders, down my arms and once his hands settled on my wrists, he tugged my hands up and draped it over his shoulders. Next, he leaned down and dragged his lips over my cheek, breath fanning my heated skin. I let out a shaky breath as my grip tightened around his neck. When his hands settled on my thighs which he used in hoisting me up, I squeaked right before I got settled on the counter, with him lodging himself between my legs in the next moment.

He tilted my head backwards and his lips trailed over my chin.

"Gods, you smell so good." He whispered, lips grazing the side of my throat as he dragged his hot lips downwards. I ducked in a small breath and panted shakily while shivers rolled down my spine.

"What about the cereal?" I managed to get out right before he began to suck on my earlobe.

He hummed in response, his right hand loosely gripping my throat. His hold tightened, cutting off my breathing a little and I whimpered as a rush of lightheadedness filled up my brain and made goosebumps appear on my arms.

"The cereal can wait." He finally responded as he pulled away, his lips parted and reddened, glistening with moisture. I swallowed emptily, chest heaving as I blinked up at him.

His eyes dragged over every inch of my body, his second hand slid over my pants cladded thigh before gripping my hip and squeezing. When his hold around my throat tightened once again, my head grew heavy and empty and I whined, hands clutching his shirt as his name rolled off my tongue in a breathless whisper.

That made his eyes darkened and as soon as his hand loosened from my throat, his fingers tangled in my hair which he used in tugging my head backwards, exposing every inch of my throat to his hungry eyes. I let out a stuttered breath, my legs tightening around his hips while heat pooled and curled around the lower part of my stomach.

"How dare that bastard fuck with the mark I gave you?" His voice was low and filled with a growl as he spoke. His hot breath hit the exposed part of my throat and I panted harder, eyes fluttering uncontrollably.

"I would have made it hurt so fucking bad for him before killing him, I would have made him beg for death... but you took him out in the sexiest way possible." He continued, lips grazing my throat as he spoke. His hold was firm in my hair as his lips slid downwards.

When his lips ghosted over the mark which he gave me, it felt like my body got set on fire.