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Chapter 427 - What Happened?

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Vampire King Apollyon

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Apollyon winced as the black clouds behind his closed lids turned red from the unwelcome daybreak, which almost made his irises blind when he opened his eyes a bit in the bright sunlit room.

No. He took that back.

Apollyon could only squint as he still couldn\'t fully open his sensitive eyes, and he left it at that.

Raising an arm to block the painful rays of the sun, he cursed out loud when it didn\'t make a difference.

Thankfully, someone might have shut the window last night because he couldn\'t feel the sun\'s heat in full blast, scorching his pale skin, but then again, the light shining as he faced the window was enough to burn his eyes.

That only meant that Luna hadn\'t closed the thick drapes by the window.

It disturbed his sleep even if the soft mattress felt like clouds underneath the hard planes of his physique.

When he turned his head away from the window, Apollyon groaned from the ache in his skull like a ripple of ache, turned into a wave over his temples and then into a tide as the pain reverberated in his skull.

Frowning, he almost thought that this swirling room would be permanent.

The only good thing about this morning was the chirping of the birds who adored the sunrise—its soothing melody reduced the throbbing in his forehead as the colourful hues of the Spring Realm was slowly blooming like it was spring tide all over again.

He desired to rouse from his sleep, swing one leg to the ground, and move the heavy curtains to the side by himself, but when he attempted to do just that, he retreated to the duvet because of another delicious, warm female draped across him which made it hard to move—and he didn\'t like to move, not while his wife was deep in her slumber.

He prayed that her sleep wasn\'t that deep because that might send her to Hell with those Archdemons, and he didn\'t want that to occur.

Exhaling a sigh, Apollyon had to rub the side of his neck to calm down when his blood pressure began to rise as he reassured himself that everything was going to be alright.

Feeling overheated, Apollyon kicked the blankets covering his….

Apollyon\'s hand caressed the tiny hairs on his chest as he shoved the coverlet down, finding out that he was stark naked?

He lifted his head to glance down at his upper body, absently trailing his fingers to his abdominal muscles down to his prick, which stirred, turning stiff with arousal with every stroke of his lower stomach.

When did he take his clothes off?

Apollyon\'s eyes wandered around the cabin, and three strange occurrences caught his gaze at once.

A huge axe was lodged in the wall as if it belonged there.

The second thing was that their door was split into two, yet it stood on the door frame like nothing was amiss and then the floor… Apollyon had to lean his elbow on the cushion to check if he had seen things crystal clear.

His eyebrows raised in surprise when he saw that the cabin was flooded with rainwater.

There was a tinge of red on the puddle surrounding his cloak and the rest of his clothes on the wooden floorboards.

A thick mist had settled inside their room.

The mist made sense because their cabin was settled at the mountaintops, but the rest of the mysteries?

Not so much.

When did he exactly arrive back at the cabin after his surprise meeting with Prince Aspen?

What else have they talked about aside from women and the war with the Spring Courts?

Scowling, Apollyon rubbed his chin in contemplation but thinking hard made his headache intensify as if it was about to crack itself open.

Apollyon\'s mind raced, searching for answers as he stared blankly at the ceiling, recalling yesterday\'s events.

Had he accidentally spilt Luna\'s secret to the Faerie Prince?

The last thing he remembered was he was drinking the \'White Stag\' at the Will O\' Wisp pub, and then, he blacked out after that.

He clenched his fists.

For the life of him, it felt like his thoughts were all frozen!

How could the \'White Stag\' be so intoxicating last night only to betray him like a bitch causing problems?

Luna moaned in her sleep, and it caught his attention.

Apollyon just needed to look at his beloved wife, so he gently tilted his head at her so that it wouldn\'t feel like an axe had tried to embed itself into his cranium.

His wife\'s head settled on the crook of his arm, her chest rising and falling with every breath, but when he saw her one breast when the blanket slipped,? he noticed that she wasn\'t wearing anything, either.

Did they have sexual congress when he arrived at the cabin?

Last night must have been fun, but many things had happened that wasn\'t stored in his memories.

It was a shame he didn\'t remember.

Wrapping his form, which was chilled to the bone cosily under the covers, Apollyon stared at her serene face for too long.

His heart skipped a beat when Luna abruptly opened her eyes like she knew he was watching her the whole time like a creep.

Eyes widening for a split second, Apollyon shut his eyes and buried his face on the pillow, which made him feel waves of dizziness.

He pretended to sleep, but he guessed it was too late since Luna already found out—especially now that his lips had curved in wicked delight.

"Husband." From the familiar tone of that voice, she knew that his wife was pouting at him, sulking, "Don\'t even pretend that you are asleep because I just saw you open your eyes."

His grin stayed put while he still had his eyes closed as he stretched his arms. "I just woke up, wife. It\'s not like I was staring at you the whole time."

"I\'m tired of? you pretending that you wanted to make love to me last night."

That got Apollyon\'s notice, and he opened an eye to see her reaction.

"What are you talking about?"

"You told me you wanted to make love to me, but you end up falling—"

A huge white wolf broke their heavy door twice while a female faerie with long brown hair rode its back.