Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

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Creed looked at me like I’d slapped him, like I’d betrayed him. I saw the spell he casted with the sketchbook in our room. The scent it left lingered. The spell succeeded this time. We found a trace at last. It finally led us to

someone.

We succeeded. And yet somehow, we failed.

Because all that evidence was pointing to the wrong man.

“Get the fuck inside, Elianna,” Creed growled.

I flinched. It was his first time ever using that tone on me.

“No.”

And it was my first time opposing him so openly since meeting him again.

“What is this commotion all about?” Uncle Jacques’ voice echoed in the back garden. “Beckett? Why are you here? I do not remember signing your entry pass.”

“Pardon my intrusion, Your Excellency. I didn’t know that this was your property. I was following a trail, and it led me here-”

“A trail? Bullshit!” Creed snarled. He raised the jacket. “About a week ago, somebody got through my barrier while I was in the shower, and the princess was sleeping. He escaped, leaving this behind in her quarters. Is this yours?”

Terrence clenched his hands. His silence was as close as his admission.

“I am asking you a question, Terrence! It’s a fucking yes or no!”

“Watch your words, Creed. I am still your king!”

“I don’t follow a king who stabs his people in the back! Where are your men? Why did they retreat? Summon them back here. Let’s get this over and done with!”

Terrence gritted his teeth while Creed let out his flames. I’d never seen this look in his eyes before. It was worse compared to the night he had a mana flare. His wrath was palpable through his fire. It was scorching. Even the dragon warriors who were used to fire took a few steps back while I remained standing in between them.

“There was also a person whom Landon Richards had been calling his master, Your Excellency,” Greed reported to my uncle without taking his eyes off Terrence. “Said master left a letter for him. After conducting a spell with my blood and Elianna’s, I have confirmed that the owner of both the jacket and the sender of the letter was the same man.” He motioned his hand, handing the evidence to Alistair who then gave it to Uncle Anson. “I am sure you could tell by the scent who I am talking about.”

One sniff from their dragons and their expressions hardened

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“Y-you’re all getting the wrong idea,” I interrupted, my voice wobbling.

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“Proof and not words, Elianna,” Uncle Anson rumbled. “I don’t need you to tell me about it. I need you to show me. However, if you have nothing to show us, do not interfere.”

“Elianna, step aside,” Uncle Jack commanded. “While I’m still being nice.”

“Alistair, kindly escort the princess back to her quarters,” Creed said without glancing my way.

The dragons were closing in on us. I shook my head, my eyes watering, as I kept my gaze locked on my mate’s, hoping he would turn.

“Creed, help me,” I pleaded.

His jaw ticked as he met my eyes. In contrast to the flames in his hand, his voice was icy cold when he spoke, “Listen to your uncle and step out of the way, Elianna.”

“Just trust me on this, Creed. Please?”

As his response, his flame passed by me and hit Terrence.

“No!”

My eyes watered as I ran to the man who was now on the ground and was clutching his chest. Both of us took a step back when my uncles had shifted in their dragon forms and so were their warriors while Creed’s flame grew bigger. When the dragons growled, I grabbed Terrence’s hand and vanished with him.

Even through the air, I heard Creed roaring.

Calling me.

“Elianna!”

We appeared in the basement. It was the farthest I could take him in my condition. Terrence’s body shook violently as he coughed blood. Dark blood. I put a spell around the door, that was the most I could do. Good thing I discovered this place before.

“You shouldn’t have helped me. You are making a grave mistake,” Terrence rasped between coughing.

“Am I?” I asked in a shaky voice.

That little display of power was already making me wheeze like I’d been in a marathon for hours.

They couldn’t see what I could. His body was bound by thick, dark chains. Each time he would open his mouth, I’d get to see the spell casted in his tongue. An x mark, stopping him from confessing what he knew and what he was going through.

That night, while we danced and I asked who did it to him, I saw how hope flickered in his eyes, hope for being seen, hope for anyone finally recognizing his pain, but when he attempted speaking, the mark on his tongue grew darker and he was in even more pain.

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He couldn’t scream about it, could not even whisper it to the wind.

Why though?

What had he done to be punished like this?

Terrence took his ridiculously expensive coat and laid it on the cold ground, a quiet invitation since there was nothing in this place except for the broken bulb in a corner which he managed to fix with the little mana left in him after Creed’s attack.

Despite his shaky limbs, he helped me sit on his coat. It was a struggle with how heavy and big my belly was.

“Have you met him?” I asked, referring to the true hunter as I leaned against the wall, my lower back aching.

“No.”

“Do you know him?” He shook his head. “Do you have any clue who he is?”

The

response was the same.

“Then why is he doing this to you? Have you discovered anything about him?”

Instead of answering, he took my hand and wrote on my palm. “I know where their hideout is. That was where I was struck. That’s the only reason I could think of. I didn’t see their faces although he must have thought I did, but I remembered their scent before I escaped.”

And he hadn’t healed since then. It had been a little over a month now.

“How did you escape?”

He raised the pendant of his necklace. The pendant was broken, only half of the heart-shaped ring remained. “My mother left me this before she died. It contained her mana. It broke when I used it for the first time that day.”

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