Chương 32: Ch. 2.6 Sold
He had found his fated mate, the person whom he is waiting for almost a century. at last!
Adryan snorted, looking at the people ogling him, he really wants to just pull their eyes out, fantasizing his mate, they dare!
"One million" he shouts out making all the people look on his way. They are shocked because normally, Adryan would never participate in this kind of auction.
His cold voice shock all of them. The area becomes silent save by the auctioneer. If the old man is unreasonable, Adryan Paterson is the devil himself. He has been alive for almost two-century, he is the strongest alpha in this world. One wrong word and he will make sure that you will either go destitute or meet hades in the netherworld.
Legend says that his Fated mate would be the blessing or a curse of humanity, a gift by the moon goddess herself. Every person in this world is anticipating his or her arrival. A blessing if he/she turned out kind and a curse if not.
'Is he possibly be the one?' all the people are thinking that in their head, looking at the man striding towards the stage, getting his prize. They are quite curious about it by decided to just stay silent, they don't have two lives to even gamble one.
Zyair can smell a nice scent coming from the man walking towards him. He can see how the people part a way of giving him a path. The intimidating man is dangerous, He is so much stronger than him. But instead of fear, he found himself yearning to embrace the man. Longing to be with him.
Zyair shook his head. he should not be thinking about that. Sitting in the floor, not caring at his image, he keeps on resisting the pull.
The moment, the man squats down to his level, Zyair thought the man is trying to get him, he flinches before wriggling, giving them some distance.
Adryan look at the little one's reaction and a slight smile appeared on his cold eyes, he held out his hand "I'm Adryan Paterson, you're fated pair. Can I know your name?" he asked in a gentle voice.
This man's voice is really good, his scent is intoxicating. Every part of this man is his type. This must be what his system said about the fated pair.
The slightly dazed Zyair too star-struck to answer, his resistance has gone with the wind. flown to the sea, never to be seen again.
"Come with me!" Adryan said, outstretching his hand promising "I will make you safe, come with me"
Zyair looks at Jasmine's face. When the woman nods her head, he gives him his hand. If she said that it's okay, then it's okay. she is his most trusted person in this world. He knew that she would never bring any harm to him. His A.I is still useless, he can't use it to his research in case of someone seeing it or sensing it.
Holding his mate's hand, so small and pale contrasting to his own. Adryan wraps him in his own cloak, wrapping even his head making the small man in his embrace squirmed.
"Be good. The wind is cold, you might get sick!" He knows that he is being unreasonable but he doesn't want people ogling at him.
"I can't see." A feeble voice comes from his cloak, he doesn't have to look for the man to know that he is pouting.
"I will carry you, don't worry." Without any preamble, he carries him out of the prying eyes, he wants to get him out of here.
"Finished looking?" his questions, making the people all look at a different direction than him. As expected, they are still a coward.
Thinking to himself, He strides out from the stage, holding his precious possession in his arm.
Nodding at the woman smiling softly, Adryan left the auction. carrying a squirming package in his arm. "Be good, we are almost there." patting the man, trying to somewhat calm him down.
Upon taking his cloak, Adryan was greeted by a pouting face. His cheeks are rosy making him want to have a bite. and don't start with his lips, his kissable lips.
But first, he has to unruffle the little one's feather. That pout is really cute but he knows that if he didn't do or say anything. This one might keep on glaring at him.
"Hey!" Poking the tender cheeks of Zyair. This is nice, so smooth and soft.
"I'm sorry!" for the first time in many years, Adryan says sorry. Facing the grumpy one, arranging his messy hair.
After saying his sorry, he can see how his face light up, nodding his head, indicating that he forgave him.
On their way, Zyair keeps on yawning making his companion keep on glancing at him. The running and the drugs are taking a toll of his body.
"Go to sleep, We will talk when we arrive home," Adryan said, caressing his hair making him feels somewhat comfortable.
Everything that this man does makes him comfortable and safe. Just him putting his hand in his back makes him feel so secured. "En"
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