Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

Evanthe entered that huge and beautiful bedroom and approached Seren, who was unconscious. Erebus climbed the bed and sat next to Seren, his protective instincts still kicking in.

But before doing anything, she looked at Erebus, "Can I check her pulse?"

He didn't reject it, so Eventhe held Seren's hand and let go of it after a while. "She is truly weak while already fighting against the Hellfire and now this mate bonds. It might take her a while to wake up, might be more than two days."

A vial appeared in her hand and she handed it over to him, "It will help her body during her unconscious state. She can't eat or drink, so she will need some nourishment."

Erebus accepted it, opened it carefully. He first poured a drop of it in on his tongue, made sure it was safe and only then fed it to Seren.

Evanthe didn't mind it, instead smiled lightly. Mother or not, the bests trusted no one when it came to his mate. She was already grateful he trusted enough to even touch his mate at this moment.

"You can be with her all the time, but you need to be ready for when she wakes up. Have you prepared everything for it?" Evanthe asked, not waiting for his answer, she walked outside the bedroom and searched for the kitchen which she found easily.

There was a kitchen, every arrangement was made and he had arranged everything to cook on the time, everything that Seren seemed to enjoy eating.

'How thoughtful and a well planner my son is. Seems like I was worrying for nothing."
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She felt Erebus' presence and turned to look at him, "Do you know how to cook?" Evanthe asked, "Once she woke up, she would be like a hungry monster and would eat a lot. You will have to prepare a lot and also it should be tasty or...umm... your mate would be disappointed."

The last line she just said to tease him, but Erebus seems to take it seriously.

In response to her doubts, he walked towards where the ingredients were kept. He picked up a few random ones and started working on it. Evanthe simply watched him silently. She didn't find any difference between Drayce and Erebus' cooking style.

'I forgot, when Drayce is doing something, Erebus is always there. He understands and learns everything that Drayce does.'

Very soon an aroma filled the kitchen that was worth salivating over the food it was coming from.

Erebus poured soup in a wooden bowl, dragging one table with his free hand. He put it in front of his mother and then placed a bowl over it and looked at her.

"For me?" she asked. "Shouldn't you first let your mate taste whatever you have cooked for the first time?"

In response, he touched the bowl and pushed it further towards her. He was adamant on assuring his mother of his cooking skills and that Seren won't starve with him by her side.

Evanthe picked up the bowl and tasted it. "Umm…It's delicious?" she said and continued to drink it directly from the bowl, keeping the spoon aside. She placed the empty bowl on the table, "Seren is truly fortunate to have such a capable mate as you, and I am fortunate to have you as my son."

Erebus stayed there, still no emotions on his face.

"Alright, now I have made sure you and her are perfectly fine, I will take a leave. I will visit tomorrow."

She didn't wait for his reaction and disappeared. It's not good to stay in Dragon's nest for long, even if he was her son. A certain Dragon, though he was not with her, might mind to sense another grown Dragon's presence around her, even if this Dragon was his son.

Erebus returned to Seren, and lay by her side, his dark gaze stuck on her face. His fingers caressed her soft cheek, his gaze moved to her lips and he gently pecked on them. He was longing to see her awake, to let her show him how important he was to her, and how much she loved him.

He could not wait to complete that bond as well, which would connect him to her for eternity. No one would ever be able to separate them, only death would.

The next two days, Evanthe kept visiting Seren briefly and would leave.

On the noon of the third day, Seren finally stirred awake in her sleep. Erebus who was standing by the window, quietly staring at those snowy mountain, sensed it and immediately turned to the bed.

Seren tried to open her eyes, her head felt dizzy. She felt a warm touch against her cheek and looked at the person. Though dizzy, it didn't take her a time to recognise him.

Erebus allowed to have her a time, resisting his urge to pounce in her.

"Er..bus..." low whispered left her lips, her voice hoarse.

Wordlessly, he continued to caress her cheek, then moved his hand to her neck, sliding away the hair from her neck, while she simply watched him with a heavy lidded eyes.

A mate bond mark- Purple blossom with red dragon entangled in it.

His fingers brushed the beautiful mark just like its owner and he leaned closer, his breathing turning heavy.

Despite her body was weak, Seren could feel the intensity of that simple touch course though her muddled senses, igniting a familiar urge, urge to be close to him.

His face buried in the crook of her neck, he inhaled her enticing sent as his lips brushed over that mark, his tongue picking out, he licked that mark.

"Uhm..." a soft, weak moan left her throat, her heart all of a sudden started to race.

Erebus could feel and sense her through their bond, she felt the urge to be closer to him just like he felt for her.

He moved back a little, his dark gaze turning intense, he looked into her beautiful eyes, then moved to those delicate lips of her which looked pale and a little dry at this moment.

But, her didn't mind. He leaned closer and captured her lips into his, gently, holding back from hurting her.

Seren, though weak, found it likeable that she ever felt and let him kiss her, while she was too weak to do anything on her side. All she knew, she just wanted it.