The Crown's Entrapment

781  Bulun

Bella inwardly cursed as none of the spells she learned from Master Kasper worked against the spell that froze her body. She was currently inside a carriage protected by spells she didn't know, and couldn't contact Amon through the bond as well. Still, she could at least feel his raging emotions despite everything. He was both burning with fury and dying of fear of losing her. Since she marked him, despite how much he tried his best to block his emotions against her, his emotions were all but laid bare to her at this point.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath before letting it all out in silence. She was trying her best to keep herself calm knowing that Amon could also feel her emotions. She was hoping that once he felt how calm she was right now, it would help him to compose himself knowing that she was doing fine even though their mindlink communications were currently blocked.

Still, this was a problem. Only a powerful spellcaster could do such a thing as mess with a werewolf bond. In front of her, the man in question was casually sitting in front of her. Bella glared at Bulun. She remembered this man. Their King Darius was on a hunt for this man; he was Minister Nasser's right-hand man before he escaped as soon as the minister was beheaded.

"So you're a warlock and a minion of Devon?" she grunted at the man in front of her. "That, indeed," the man mocked as he smirked. "Everyone in your kingdom thought of me as Nasser's right-hand man, and no one even suspected me as King Devon's spy. That stupid Nasser didn't even have a clue that he was playing right under my palm. I really enjoyed my game inside Cordon, but Nasser was foolish for getting caught after years of actually playing it safe. In the end, he had his life ended without so much as a whisper."

"The same fate will happen to you, Bulun," Bella sternly remarked. "You'll also get caught and you'll die by my mate's hands…"

"Ohhh… I'm getting scared, my Lady Bella. Then again, that's what I really like about you…" Bulun maliciously remarked as he looked at her from head to toe with lust. "I had my eye on you, but it's a pity that I have to come back to Helion only to be sent out for another mission. But I guess this is fate. Worry not though, because as soon as we have Amon's body, I don't have any intentions of returning you. Behave well, because I intend to keep you by my side."

'In your dreams!' Bella inwardly retorted. She couldn't wait to just snap the neck of this illusionist werewolf before her. Her blood was boiling, but her mind was quick to try and think of a plan she could use that could work to help her escape instead of wasting her time debating with this man. There was a terse silence as Bella once again quietly tried her luck with some of the spells she learned from Master Kasper. She only needed to break the spell cast on her body that was restricting her movement.

However, after a few tries casting spells inside her head, nothing really worked. In the end, she couldn't still move even a finger on her body. She was like a statue sitting inside the carriage, all while facing the annoying man whose lustful gaze never strayed away from her.

"Aren't you giving up too easily? Go on while I'm being generous," Bulun scoffed with a grin. "Try out more spells. See if you can break the spell I cast on you. Come on, are those the only spells you learned from that ancient wizard Kasper? Did he get rusty in his old age?" Bella scowled. He was obviously enjoying himself while looking at her like some kind of luscious prey. She felt like vomiting just looking at his face. Still, she frowned at her lack of progress. Apparently, she couldn't do anything since she wasn't naturally gifted in spellcraft despite Master Kasper seeing potential in her. To be honest, it was probably her sister-in-law's doing that convinced Master Kasper to take her in as a student so that she could busy herself with other things instead of thinking about how she lost Osman and drowned in her own angst.

Shaking her head, she remained calm upon thinking about Amon. He was probably worried sick right now. His emotions were still the same, but thankfully, he was starting to calm down now, so she knew that her being calm like this was giving him an assurance of her safety.

"Where are you taking me?" she casually inquired with a raised brow. "To one of our hide-outs. We need you to lure Amon to come to us of his own will," Bulun remarked. "You look more radiant than the last time I saw you though. You've marked Amon, but you yourself are still unmarked. Then again, your mate is a demon. I guess I can let you watch his soul and spirit die later then." Bella fought the urge to bark at this stinking werewolf. "You… Don't you dare touch my mate! I'll kill you all!" Despite her words, Bulun's words still confused her. Amon's soul and spirit?

In response to her threats, Bulun burst out into a loud and maniacal laughter that filled the carriage. "Still as fierce as I remember. Don't worry, your mate won't be physically harmed, so you won't have to witness him dying in a bloody mess," he mockingly reassured her "After all, we need his body unscathed for our Lord and king to come back to us…"

"You! What are you all planning!?" Bella questioned. This time she was unable to control her emotions as her heart hammered hard against her chest. She didn't like that feeling at all. Still, she did her best as she threatened him. "Devon is dead, so there's no way he'll ever come back. You are all doomed because not only will Helion be after you, but the Kingdom of Cordon as well!" Once more, she was really confused by Bulun's words. He was obviously referring to Devon's return, but there was no way that would ever happen. One, Devon already died, and none of his remains survived since the Dragon King made sure to burn him down to ash. She even heard that Devon's spirit and soul were also destroyed by King Ezekiel to make sure that there wouldn't be any trace of the demon left. After all, he was a powerful being that even its soul and spirit lingering could still harm.

But then her eyes widened as her face paled in realization… Soul and spirit? Could it be? She quickly shook her head as she cleared her thoughts. She had to gather more information from the enemy before anything else.

Bulun gave her a meaningful smirk. "Look how lovely you are even in your dimmest reaction. It seems like you're starting to put the pieces together by now, but since I'm extra generous today, let me enlighten you," he stated as he started licking his lips.

Bella was alarmed when he then moved to sit beside her. She could feel his warm breath near her ear. She gritted her teeth while her veins started bulging on her skin.

"Devon's demon bloodthread is apparently still inside Amon's body. It lays dormant for now, but it will be reactivated soon the more fear and anger Amon feels," Belun whispered in her ear. "Devon's bloodthread is feeding from Amon's dark nature, emotions, and thoughts." Bella's body trembled in disgust as Bulun then licked her earlobe with a growl. She could smell his stinking scent of arousal, but she knew she must endure and stay calm.

Fear and anger… Amon shouldn't feel her emotions for Bulun, so Bella quickly blocked her emotions from him.

"Is this how you get a woman, Bulun? Taking advantage of me while I'm like this?" she taunted with a grunt. "Can you at least show some effort? Maybe I might end up having some second thoughts about choosing you. I hate men taking advantage of me like this, and if you really liked me before, then you must at least know that."

She was finally able to breathe when Bulun moved back to his seat in front of her. Sighing, she gave him a seductive smile and said, "You do know that you're a fine-looking man, Bulun. And I do believe that I treated you nicely before, haven't I?"

That was right… Bella remembered that one time when Minister Nasser scolded Bulun after a court meeting outside the palace. Nasser really hit him hard that day, and she witnessed that. Unlike others who simply passed by him, however, Bella stopped and gave him her handkerchief to wipe the blood off his face at the time. She even told him before to find a new master instead of letting Minister Nasser harass him. Right, she was not naive and since then she noticed how Bulun would always look at her filled with adoration.