Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

They were in a bottomless pit. That was Blaze’s guess. He could see nothing, and there was no light even to know if they were in a sort of cave or not.

The worse was his secondary vision didn’t work. It was as if he was blind. It was frustrating, but he had Arabella with him. That he was grateful for, she was curved into him and even during the fall, she didn’t let him go.

“What’s that?” Arabella asked.

Blaze frowned as he stared at Arabella, even though she couldn’t see him and he couldn’t see her.

However, he was startled. She had been badly wounded, yet she was still conscious. What exactly was she?

He had never seen a supernatural creature that could stay a long while after ingesting the poisons from the rogues.

At least, not Arabella; that seems as though she was an amateur.

Yet, he doubted she knew anything. She had opened the portal, and only someone that had been practising magic for a long time could have that much power.

“What do you mean?” Blaze asked.

“That bright light over there.” Said Arabella.

Blaze saw nothing. No matter how hard he stared around the darkness, he saw nothing.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He heaved a breath and brought her closer to him. “I think you might be hallucinating, Bella. You need to rest until I figure out where exactly we are and what we can do.”

“A light is coming towards us.”

Blaze shook his head. He opened his mouth to speak, but a loud voice stopped him.

Startled, he stared around, and his eyes stayed on a light.

Indeed, she had seen it, but how was he only noticing?!

“You only realise because you don’t have foresight.”

“Foresight?” Blaze mumbled.

As the figure approached, he could see everything. The figure illuminated the room, carrying an extra torch with him, although it was unnecessary.

Blaze realised they were in a room with a well-made bed and not the cave he had assumed.

“Her foresight is still at the novice stage because her powers were unlocked some while ago. And it is one of the many things she can do.”

Blaze shook his head. He didn’t understand what he was saying, and the more Orga spoke, the more confused he was.

He turned to Arabella and noticed she had gone back to sleep, and he turned to the man before him.

He had buffed muscles, and his face was covered with white beards. His green eyes shined with golden light in them, and his hair was white, and it bellowed around him.

Then, he noticed the wings.

“You’ve got a nice custom.” Blaze blurted out before he could help himself. It wasn’t the time to make jokes, but he couldn’t help but admit it.

“This custom?” The stranger flapped his wings and let out a chuckle. “I should be offended, but I won’t be because you rescued our queen.”

“This is not custom,” he continued. “It’s what I am, and thousands of us are present in this part of the world.”

“Blaze.”

Blaze gazed down and noticed Arabella’s eyes on him. His hand moved to her cheeks, momentarily forgetting they weren’t alone.

“I’m fine,” Arabella said and started to get up, but Blaze pushed her down gently.

“You are in no position to,” Blaze said.

Ignoring him, Arabella let her gaze wander around, and she stared in awe at the angelic man in front of her.

“What is this place?” She mumbled.

“Allow me to introduce myself formally, I am Orga, and I am at your service, my queen.”

“What, queen?” Arabella mumbled, confused he was bowing to her.

“The phoenix queen, my lady, and you are the last of her kind.”

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Arabella was more wide awake than ever. Although she felt pain, she didn’t think what she heard made any sense.

“Queen? Phoenix? What do you mean?”

“You see, my lady…”

“Arabella.” Arabella cut in. “Arabella Collins.”

“My lady…” Orga continued as if she hadn’t cut him off and corrected him. “You are the descendant of the phoenix, and your powers were locked away as soon as you were born because you almost destroyed the world…”

Arabella snorted. “That’s absurd. How possible is it for a helpless infant to destroy the world?”

“You are special, and you were separated from your twin…”

“I am twin?” She asked, cutting him off.

Orga affirmed with a nod. “You are, my lady. And you were separated from each other because she’s dangerous to you.”

Arabella frowned. She didn’t know what to say. She didn’t know, which surprised her. The fact that she was a powerful being or the fact she had a twin.

Recalling the picture Blaze showed to her some days ago, she had felt the connection and had assumed they had met before. But she didn’t read too much meaning into it since she never knew if she was a twin.

Her father had told her she was the only child and, in fact, had no mother.

“Your father did it to protect you,” Orga said.

Does he read minds? Arabella stared at Orga briefly, and he chuckled before shaking his head.

“I can read whoever frees their mind, and I can only read yours because you are vulnerable.” Orga paused and continued. “We need to take care of that nasty-looking injury before it gets infected further. I’ll need your help, wolf boy.”

Blaze frowned. How did he know he was a Werewolf?!

He had not said anything about it, and it seemed as though the man was all-knowing.

“And the answer to your question is, I smell it in you. You reek, and I’d have sent you back if not for the lady…”

“Quit reading my thoughts.” Blaze gritted his teeth. “And you must beat me up if you wish to send me away. Nothing can make me leave Arabella, not even the angel of death himself.”

Briefly, Orga’s eyes darkened. “Be careful what you wish for, wolf boy.”

Blaze let out a grunt, ignoring him. He hoisted Arabella and placed her gently on the bed before sitting beside her.

“Hey,” Arabella said.

Blaze turned as she gripped his hand. “He’s trying to rile you up. It would be best if you didn’t mind whatever he says, and I barely believe him. When I get better, we’ll leave and try to find our way back.”

Blaze nodded. But even with the assurance, he doubted they’d be leaving anytime soon. It was weird, and he didn’t know how he felt it, but there was something sinister about where they were, and it might get darker the more they stayed.