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The next morning,
All seven were out of their rooms. The other five noticed that Zyair was merry, beaming every second.
After taking their seat at the hotel’s restaurant in the VIP section, Rolandro couldn’t help asking: “Zyair, why are you so happy today? Did a pie fall from the sky?”
“More than that. I… it’s secret,”
“What’s there to hide, you can now pee standing like a proper man should,” Phoenix mumbled lazily as he bit on to the chicken leg.
“Zyair, what is he saying?” Oliver asked.
“Um… He’s right. He helped me last night. At least I can proudly go to the bathroom with you guys now,” Zyair revealed.
“Are you saying?” Rolandro covered his mouth, eyes broadened in astonishment, just like the others. Yesterday he was incomplete and today… wow!
“Thank you so much,” Zyair expressed his thanks with a look of gratitude, “If it weren’t for you…”
Phoenix signalled for the man to stop talking.
“I just felt like doing it. And can we just eat? I’m so hungry,” he complained, taking another chicken leg from the tray.
“Thank you, husband,” he heard his mate say in mind link.
“It’s nothing, dear. Anything for you,” he winked after responding.
Lavana had recalled what he said on the night they first rode Enzo (his scepter) to the wiz palace, about wiz blood eunuchs having a chance to regain their complete selves. So she asked him if there was a way to help Zyair out.
Phoenix then said he had stuff that could help out but it was very painful and awful and he would need to pee on the person too. Also, if the person didn’t have any fighting zeal, all the ingredients would be for nought and they were very hard to come by. Thankfully, Zyair never gave up. And he’s a complete man today.
The others expressed their thanks through telepathy as Phoenix didn’t want them verbally saying it but just focus on eating. They saw that he ate even more than Lavana and needed no one to tell them that whatever he did last night must have greatly sapped his energy.
“The bill’s on me, today,” Zyair said. He was willing to spend all his savings today. What he had gained was something that no amount of money could get him.
“I’ll share the bill with you,” Mel proposed.
“Me too,” said Oliver.
“Count me in,” said Dante with a determined face.
“Me four,” said Phoenix but the men disagreed.
“We are footing the bill this time. So eat all you want, you and Lavana,” said Dante as he took a chicken leg to bite out a huge part. This restaurant really makes good food!
“Phoenix, words and endless acts of gratitude aren’t enough for what you did for me. So I want to cook for you and your mate,”
“You’re sure you can handle it?”
“Affirmative,” Zyair responded with a beam.
“Okay, I want you to prepare a popular snack in the wiz realm. I’ll give you the recipe when we get to the room. You’ll prepare it for everyone when we get back to the pack,”
“Okay. I will do my best,” Zyair promised before also taking a chicken leg for himself.
“Oh, remember too that you’re second on the list I want to train for a few days,” Phoenix suddenly said, causing Zyair to almost choke on his food.
This got the others’ attention.
“Are you alright?” Oliver asked worriedly.
“I’m okay. At least you have a partner for the training now,” Zyair said, having no tears to shed.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
“Oh! Congratulations on joining my boat. At least I won’t be the only one crying,” Oliver laughed at his predicament. The other just sighed in defeat.
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Wyzeli-Syndi Landia
(Kingdom of Evil wiz bloods)
Drake Alandis, the evil wiz king was astounded by the news reported to him just now. The life lanterns of his wife and that of their key powerhouse, Antero Oswald, had been put out strangely and it could only mean one thing!
He pounded on the armrest of the black throne that had live grey serpents as his footstool, shattering it to bits, causing the guard who delivered the news to tremble.
“Go, investigate what occurred to the two of them outside,” the king commanded through tightly clenched teeth.
At this juncture, a man possessing short pink and grey striped hair and sporting golden armour rushed in and knelt quickly before the king, panting heavily, “Your majesty, the queen was harmed by three creatures of another race and Antero was killed by 4 people, three of which were responsible for harming the queen,”
“What races, general Karlh?” the incensed king questioned, rising from his throne with a twisted expression of anger, stepping on the snakes.
The nervous man quickly responded, trying to sound confident, “Replying to your majesty, the people were from the following races; werewolf, dragon, sorcerer, mermaid,”
The king scowled, “How can a mere werewolf be able to hurt my queen?”
“It is an Olmpha to be precise, your majesty,”
“Oh, a wolf sovereign! All four people are rare,” the king said while pondering.
“My king, according to our findings, an Olmpha emerged in the werewolf triennial competition today. A female who goes by the name Lavana. She is a member of the Blood Star pack and the late Alpha McKenny’s seed. I bet if we take captive some of her people, she will show up and then the rest of the team who hurt our queen and Mr Antero will come to light,” the man suggested.
The king nodded his agreement, “You may seize them. Capture her mate if she has one,”
“You are wise, your majesty. Her mate is a lone Alpha who coincidentally goes by the name Phoenix,” the general replied.
“Oh. Let me see his face,” the king ordered and the general took out a clear portrait of an unremarkable-looking man frowning.
“Catch him and make sure you torture him in the cruellest way possible,” the king ordered.
“Yes, my king! We have figured out the hotel that the Blood Star group lodged. We will go there now and catch that man,” after getting the king’s nod of approval, the general rose and turned around, scurrying from the king’s presence.
“Dear, I will avenge you. I will take down the opposite kingdom if need be. No one will go scot-free after laying their filthy finger on you. I’m sorry that I didn’t find out in time and rescue you. I broke my promise to you, dear. Just wait, I will bring the heads of the ones who harmed you to your grave,” he swore as his hands balled into fists.
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Coming out of the hotel, Rolandro and co. were stunned on seeing the two black that were waiting for them. Both screamed expensive and best of it all, they carried the pack logo on both sides, even a magnificent flag each at the top, also with the pack’s logo.
Two brown-haired, tall men wearing sequined silver suits handed the keys to Zyair and Dante and then bowed to Phoenix before leaving in another pricey car parked not too far away from them.
“Are they your men too?” Oliver was forced to question Lavana’s mate but the latter simply grinned, “Whether they are or not, what matters is that we aren’t going back to the pack on foot,”