Devil's vow novel Chapter 26

9 years ago

Waylon Palace

Brazil

Screams of anguish were expected, agony of bleeding heart of a recent widow would have been understood but the contemporaneous silence was something that frazzled the Waylon Palace that day.

Ajax's eyes were red, puffy from crying, his hair dishevelled, his clothes torn from savage fighting, scars adoring all his frame, that was the way life turned an innocent child into a murdrer.

His family was on stake, his sister and mother would have been sold and used like toys, he didn't had an option.

Walking towards his Palace with new found guards who didn't wanted to come across him, they thought he have got nothing to lose now and that's where they did a severe blunder.

He entered his home meeting the same dead silence, the place where his father laid wounded earlier was an empty spot tarnished by blood.

Running towards the doors of the basement he found it to be empty, they weren't here.

A call rang from the shattered phone laying on the floor, a familiar number visible on it.

"Uncle Julian.....I don't want fighters, I want living killing machines."

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Present

Allac State

Russia

He remembered, he endured the frenzy of it every second, his eyes were closed, only sounds of deep breaths could be heard.

A warm tear trailed down the eyes of the Russian heiress, her fingers touching his cheek gently, stroking it, caressing it slowly.

His hand held her palm, squeezing it softly, kissing the insides.

"I am sorry Jax, I am so sorry baby" her voice whispered softly as he traced his thumb underneath her eyes to stop her tears, she leaned in his touch.

Getting up ,she sat on his lap hugging him tightly. Her arms encased him in a protective gesture.

Who could have know that beast would need protection?