Chapter 92 FLASH OF IMAGES

PYRO'S POV

I opened the door slightly. I just grabbed the uniform and then shut the door immediately when I saw that they were opening their mouths to say a word.

Fira was chuckling as she watched me, trying to avoid them. She was sitting on the bed, wrapping her comforter around the body.

She looks sexy. Damn. My friend down there was getting alive again. Well...I would try to avoid doing that today again because she was not yet healed. I wondered how much pain I caused her last night.

I walked closer to her, gave Omega's uniform including underwear. "Put this on."

She blushed as she held it. "Did they see my underwear?"

"I don't know." I felt embarrassed. Zephyrus handling that. He would not look for it because he knew that it was for Fira.

I was shocked when Fira moved closer to me and kissed my cheek. "I'll be back, Dearest! Mwah!" She had a big wide smile as she ran towards the bathroom.

I caught myself smiling for the way she acted. I stared at the door of the bathroom for so long. She was humming like a bird. She seemed happy.

Suddenly, the guild condensed in my chest as I remembered that I had a Princess.

Am I cheating on her? I will be marrying her a month from now. Father was arranging everything. After the marriage, I would go back to the Fire Pack.

I looked down on the bed and saw that there was a stain of blood.

I'm her first? Nice to know that.

I immediately looked at the door when Fira came out from it. She sat beside me and looked at me with her twinkling tantalizing eyes.

"Are you usually in my room?" I had no idea why that question came from my mouth. She knew where the closet was, my things, seemed like she knew every corner of my room.

"Yes. I'm the only girl you're bringing her." She looked confident while saying that. "Well...except for your mom and some omegas cleaning your room, but you don't want them to touch your things. That!" She pointed at my piano which I had not used since I was a kid. "You don't want to play piano after the murdering of the Fire Pack, but you're playing that again to make me happy because I want you doing your hobbies!" She blew air due to her fast talking and exhaustion.

She's blabby. I hate noise, but she's the only noise I want.

"We had a date on Freedom Day. You bought me ice cream, you played in front of the people in the mall. Then, during the Full Moon we kissed under the moonlight! At the riverside!" She grabbed plenty of air again. Because of her blabbiness, she forgot to breathe.

Honestly, I had no idea what she was talking about, but I felt the overload of happiness while watching her expression saying those things. It did not just come from her mouth, but to her heart. The spark of excitement was obviously written in her eyes.

I was unconscious when I moved my body on her. I held her chin to go up and kissed her on the lips.

Her lips are addicting.

Even though my mind did not know her, there was something in me that this woman was important to me.

She fought back my kisses. It was sweet, gentle and romantic. My lips went to her cheek and down to her neck. I gave it a small kiss. I paused when I saw the kiss mark on it.

"What the hell?" I stared at her skin full of red marks.

"What?" She touched her neck and rotated her head. "What's that?" Fira ran towards the bathroom as she realized that I was looking at her neck. “Crap!”

I was smiling as I walked closer to her. I stared at her confused expression as she was rubbing her neck. “What happened to this?”

I had no idea why I went closer to her, rested my face on her shoulder and whispered. “Sorry.”

“Oh? You did this?” Her voice was panicking.

“Yes.” My voice was just sweet. I knew in myself that I was not that man to everyone, but to her, I felt like my only choice was speaking gentle and sweet.

“That’s fine.” She held my hand on her belly. “I can cover it.”

Our position was as sweet as ever, like a cuddling couple. I was looking at her smiling face in the mirror. “Are we a couple?”

“Nope. We were friends before and I...I don’t know the status of our relationship now.” The sadness drew on her face.

“We are a couple now then.” My heart ached as I saw that she was sad. There was something in me that I did not want her to feel like this.

“But...you are about to marry the Princess.” She stared at my face in the reflection of the mirror.

“Just say no and I will not marry her.”

The silence filled the room. I would never be doubted saying the same word to her when she asked me again.

I’m a man with only one woman. That was my mother's lesson. If Fira was carrying my symbol that means I promised to the Element of Fire that I would only love one woman.

Do I love this Omega? Seriously? Why do I have no memories of her?

“You’re a king. You love the Fire Pack’s a lot. If you don’t marry the Princess they would possibly ruin it.” She tilted his face in a sideway, looking at me. “Can you sacrifice your pack for me?”

I shut my mouth. I honestly did not know what was the answer to her question.

But I can protect both.

“And I can say that I can’t leave my sister and father here.” The tears condensed in the corner of her eyes. I immediately wiped it with my hands. The stabbing sensation in my chest was there every time I saw her in pain. “My father is at the slavery.”

I was surprised. My mouth did cooperate. I wanted to ask, but there were no words coming out of it.

“Help me to make him out.”

I stroked her hair and asked. “What's his name?”

“Eyrom.”

The images flash to my head, but that was so fast that I had even known what happened. I remembered that I talked to the man named Eyrom.

“There’s no way out here, King Fire. Just take care of my daughter. It’ll be fine.”