Dare To Love A Dragon - Chapter 148

The morning was bright with the rays of the sun striking through the window panes of the outhouse.

The sun was already in the sky by the time Alexander opened his eyes. He asked to see Sofia in his room before all else.

He had a grumpy look on his face while his eyes had a lost look in them. He sat by the window looking outside while Sofia was seated in the sofa rubbing her hands against each other.

“How could he do that to us?” Sofia asked of him.

“I don’t know how the hell he could have done this. I never want to see him again in my life,” Alex let out.

He was holding the window tightly that his hands started to hurt. But the pain was nothing in comparison what he was feeling in his heart..

He felt cheated and betrayed by the one person that he had trusted the most in the world. The hatred that he felt made his love for that person vanish to the background. It didn’t matter to him.

“He should pay for this. How could Francis kill our dear Ander?” Sofia asked unsure of what was going on. One minute things were fine and then out of the blue the man was driving his sword into her son.

“I think it is because he is Olivia’s real child. That is why Francis killed him,” Alexander pointed out.

“Our poor son,” Sofia shot up as tears of disbelief filled her eyes and buried her face into her moist hands.

She was left shattered by what Francis had done. She didn’t expect that of him.

“I loved him so much and he took my son away from me,” Alex uttered coldly. His heart was frozen as cold as he sounded.

The news of Ander’s death borough him so much grief and Francis was responsible for it. It was truly the saddest thing in the world when someone you love takes your life easy from you.

Ander might have been born of Olivia but he was his son and he loved his son more than the world itself. He didn’t feel well with what Francis had done but what to do about it was unsure to him.

Ander laid on the bed facing them. His heart felt immense joy listening to them. It was the perfect picture ever, the only that was missing was him with them.

The perfect family that he had ever dreamt of. He felt sad thinking that it took his death and manipulation to get his father to love him the way that he had always yearned to be loved.

“Your death made me lose my father’s love and now my death will cost you the same thing,” he jabbered angrily.

“I will divorce him. My son’s killer doesn’t deserve to be called mine,” the king announced.

Right outside the door Francis stood listening to their conversation. He wasn’t trying to be rude and ease drop on them but Ander’s warning left him worried and for a reason too.

Alexander woke up with a misunderstanding of what truly took place between them. He was of the impression that he killed Ander intentionally and hated him for it.

He had no idea what Ander had done to Alex that he believed this of him. The problem was that not just Ander but everyone felt the same way. They felt immense hatred for him for Ander’s death.

“I think that you have made the right decision,” Sofia acknowledged.

She supported his decision but didn’t think that it was enough punishment for the things that the man had done.

Francis made a move and left the house. Ander followed him hoping to taunt him a bit more now that he had seen for himself the plan that he had come up with.

He watched Francis walk into Royan’s bedroom through the window. He had flown in using magic and disappeared from his sight.

“What are you doing there?” he wondered and jumped after him. He reached the room finding Francis entering a secret door through Royan’s closet.

He followed the male having a bad feeling about everything. Francis didn’t even try to fight back and explain himself to everyone and just came to Royan’s house.

“Where are you going?”

“What do you mean love?” Francis asked him feigning ignorance. He acted like nothing while the smile on his face told a different story.

“Nothing can save you from me. Try as you might but I will destroy you,” Ander threatened and turned around to leave. Francis prevented him from doing so by putting his hand before the young man.

“Trust me, you are not to hurt me and you are going to fix what you’re done with everyone,” Francis challenged and kept moving forward.

“What gave you the idea that I would do that?” Ander questioned to him.

Francis whistled as he kept walking down the dark path. Ander being curious had no choice but to follow him down the path.

They walked side by side with each other down the trail to the end of the tunnel. Francis opened the metallic door at the of the tunnel and walked in. Ander strode inside after him.

They came to an opening, there was a huge tree that had his branches as far as the eye could see. The leaves were a bit strange as they were in the colour of flames.

As they neared the trees he could feel the temperature increasing as well. He didn’t like where things were headed but he went on. Francis walked to the tree. He had a protection spell around his body not to burn down from the heat from the tree.

“Hello,” he greeted.

Ander looked around not seeing anyone around the tree. He had began to think that Francis had lost it, as he was now talking to trees.

Just then the stem of the tree opened a door, out of the door walked the Phoenix. His body was surrounded by flames.

As he stepped out of the tree, the tree cooled down and the leaves became green again. Ander was awed at the scene before him. He had never seen anything like it before in his life.

“You?” Royan asked surprised to see him. The place was a secret that not many knew of. He had not even told Ander about so it was shocking to meet his father there.

“I wanted to talk and when I fought your imposter I recalled the tree of leaves that the phoenix’s use to re-energize so I tracked tree and I was led here,” he said.

Royan offered him a seat on the green grass. There was no chair there so the ground was the only option available.

“Why did you want to talk to me?” Royan inquired of him. “And why do I feel as Ander is here?” he questioned feeling Ander’s essence in the area.

Ander sat a little far from them but not too far. He wanted to hear what they discussed but not look like he was one of them.

“Because he is,” Francis replied to him. “You can’t see him because he is a ghost,” he added.

“Should I ask what had happened?” he asked to him.

“Let’s just say that he is angry with me,” Francis stated. “That is why I am here,” he added.

Ander smiled at him with an amused look on his face. He was surprised that Francis thought that Royan was anything to save him. He had reached a point in his life where he could care less about him or Royan. All that he wanted was to watch Francis’s world burn.

“How so?”

“I want to apologise to you and to him for what I did in the past,” Francis spoke.

“Apology?” Ander and Royan said in unison. They both had not expected that he would mention that to them.

“Yes, I had ruined both of your lives and because of that Ander is bent on ruining his life,” he said to him.

Royan gazed at him, there was no doubt that he was confused by everything. He had not known why the man was saying so.

They had only recently met and had not interacted much with each other.

“For what reason do you apologise. How had you ruined our lives?” Royan asked him.

“Because of me, the two of you had been kept apart. You and Ander were meant to be together and because of me, the two of you never met,” he said apologetically and folded her hands before her chest.

The words that he wanted to say were a lot but he couldn’t put them in words. He was not going to fight Ander’s games, he was going to let all the hatred fall on him as he felt that he deserved it. He just wanted him to know that he was sorry.

He will give Ander the pleasure that he was seeking from making his life miserable.