Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 513

Chapter 513: Demon Circle

(Author’s POV)

"What if I tell you, I need your help for something really important? Could you lend me a hand?" Elisa whispered, meeting his gaze softly. Her lips were plastered with a sweet, demure smile.

"EL~isa, tell me, what can I do for you?" Aamon was eager, maybe too eager, placing his hands on her shoulders with firmness.

"Umm~ .... I don’t know how I should ask this~ ..." Elis feigned caution, her voice low.

"Why are you being so hesitant with me? Ask away," Aamon insisted.

"Can you~ ... can you prepare a demon circle for me by tomorrow night?" she finally asked.

"Huhh? A demon circle? What for?" Aamon’s expression changed.

"To get those Lycan Alphas," she uttered.

Aamon, who was holding her shoulders, squeezed them a bit too harshly, "Those Lycan brats again. What are you on to? Why are you mentioning them?" His face contorted.

Elisa didn’t flinch or break character. Knowing Aamon, she was expecting this reaction. She started, her hands settled on his chest, as she drew circles with her index finger, her movements feather like, "Tomorrow is a rare occasion. The solstice and the full moon it happens to be on the same day. I want to seize this sparse opportunity and get my powers back. You know it was because of them that I lost my demon core energy ultimately. And those Lycans, on full moon nights, they are the most vulnerable. They will be easy to control. So, I need a demon circle to get them, the bigger the better. I want to finish them, once and for all." Her voice changed as her finger started to travel down, "Aamon~ ... you are the only one I can ask this. You are my only trusted aide. If you make a demon circle with your demonic powers, it will be ten times more potent than what I can make. You are well aware that I have been reduced to being a human, more or less. I don’t have any power. A circle drawn by me can easily be broken, but if it is you, that would be impenetrable. You are the mighty Marquis of Hell, Aamon, after all," At the end, her voice trailed. She sounded emotional.

He didn’t speak for a while, just kept gazing at her with an unreadable expression, as if gauging it. Elisa’s face didn’t change in the slightest, but inwardly she was all jittery and on edge. ’Why isn’t he saying anything? By now, after listening to such an emotional speech, he should have readily agreed. He always did. I even praised him. So, why is he keeping mum now? Has he~ ... has he sensed something? Don’t tell me~ ... he knows the real reason?’ Her brain was getting attacked with question after question.

Composing herself, she batted her eyelashes and lowered her eyes, murmuring in a tender, heartbroken voice, "It’s okay if you don’t want to help. I completely understand."

"Who said I won’t?" Aamon finally decided to open his mouth.

"But I thought you would~ .... reject" Elisa was playing the feigning game again.

"Did I say I won’t?" An amusing smile crept up his lips. He eased his hands and pulled her in his arms, "How can I defy my queen’s request?" His fingers intertwined with her luscious, cherry red locks.

Elisa, whose face was now buried in his chest, couldn’t help but smirk as a well, she mumbled, "Aamon, you are the only one who truly understands me. I love you so much."

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, inhaling her cypriol-like fragrance. He said, "Can’t wait to have you back, all to myself. Once you regain your status in the underworld, we will become the most powerful couple ever."

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