The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 237

Ember glanced at the side, as if she wanted to delay this moment as much as she could.

His impatience leaking, a commanding voice escaped his mouth.

“I am waiting.”

Ember’s body shivered.

“I-I…” she started. “I am yet to decide…”

His eyes changed to a deeper color as if the darkness inside was showing its existence, but Draven held it back. He closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, and focused on making that darkness disappear. His glove-covered hands caressed her cheeks as his forehead rested against hers, trying to breath in her calming scent.

Ember could feel what he was going through and this worried her. “Your Majesty, are you…”

“Don’t keep me waiting for long or I might end up hurting you,” he said earnestly, his voice hoarse with emotions.

Ember closed her eyes briefly to collect her thoughts. “I…I want to complete our bond but… I need time.”

Draven opened his eyes, his impatience leaking through his words. , “How long?”

“I am not sure…I have yet to decide.”

“I will wait.” Unwillingly, he let her go, releasing her from his hold. He stepped back as he looked at her. “Do not come in front of me for time being, unless you wish to complete the bond.”

He was forcing himself to leave. If he won’t, then he would harm her. Before Ember could say a word, he disappeared from her sight. Her emerald green eyes dimmed.

‘I wanted to ask what you feel for me, but you left just like that.’

Ember remained frozen in place for a long, long time, her back resting against the cold wall of the now empty hallway, her eyes shut close as she took steady breaths.

‘Coming and leaving me at will, conversations that center only on mating…maybe what that Isa said is right.’

A sad smile lingered on her face, a dull ache forming on her chest at the thought that maybe she wasn’t truly wanted by her mate. Maybe Draven was just pulled towards her solely because of the bond and he didn’t feel anything for her. His concern and care, everything she received till now, they were only possible because she became the King’s mate. Without that…

She sighed and turned towards the door of her bedchamber.

‘Despite anything, it’s given that I have to complete the bond.’

Entering the chamber, she straightaway went to her bed to lay down on it, and as soon as she sank on the soft mattress, moments from the festival flashed in front of her eyes.

Handsome, imposing, and powerful. The sight of his dignified self riding on horseback. The awe and respect his subjects showed whenever he passed by. His look as he helped her climb and get down the horse. The heartwarming scene of him offering a flower bouquet for her. The relief when he held her hand to help her climb the stairs towards the Tiger clan house rooftop. The warmth he brought with him as he sat behind her on the back of his horse, his hands holding hers the entire time…