My Husband And My Alpha
17 . A COVENANT
Anne who was chatting with Eden suddenly got up from the sofa when she found a man entering
homehouse. Eden also set the same view.
“How?” ask the Werewolf.
Brandon put his bag on the table and sat down on the sofa as he stretched his tie. “It's troublesome,”
the answer.
Anne sat back down. “Interesting how?”
“I know he's interested in the new project I'm working on. He also gave me an interesting design
my attention, but ...” Brandon looked at Anne and Eden in turn. “You accidentally sacrificed me for something, ‘kan?”
Eden's forehead immediately wrinkled. “What do you mean?”
Brandon took a sip of saliva for a moment. “Luna Castelle, she is the leader of the Wizard race. And he knows my purpose here,” he replied. “He gave me the lure of a pure Elf heart and ...”
“Dan?” Anne says.
“He asks for descent from me.”
It made Eden and Anne unable to hold back the laughter. Eden shook his head, still trying
finished laughter.
“Wait-wait. What do you mean, he'll give you whatever you want as long as you and him ... get married?” ask the heterochromia-eyed man.
“Well ...” Anne returned to. “Is this fair, Eden? Very funny him!”
Brandon clucked, then sighed. He put his back on the couch. “I can't offer anything else. She rejected it.”
Eden and Anne laughed. Clearly they were actually quite surprised by the offer given by Luna. Although both of them knew about the woman, only this time there was a Wizard who really wanted a marriage.
“You must be more firm, Bran,” said Eden while sipping tea for a moment. “Luna is not a woman to be played with. If you want his offer, give him something that makes him feel satisfied.”
Brandon fell silent, not yet sipping the tea served by Anne. He sighed while looking towards the teacup. The words of Eden have a point. As much as possible, if he wanted to be even stronger, then he should be able to do anything to get his wish.
“When will you meet him again?” ask Anne. He pulled a little strand of his white hair and blocked the view.
“I still told him to think first,” replied Brandon.
“No need to think too much,” connect Eden. He crossed his legs and folded his hands on his chest. “You can still get other powers apart from him.”
“No, Eden, I mean .. The heart of a pure Elf is the rarest. You also want to get it ‘kan?
And Luna has an artifact to find out her location,” Brandon said.
“Have you trusted him a hundred percent?” ask Anne.
That made Brandon go back. He shook weakly.
“Wizard and Witcher have always been at odds. But as time went on, we made a deal
peace so that no casualties fall,” said Eden.
“And Luna hates Jasper,” Brandon continued, pulling the attention of two people in front of her. “He told me
that Jasper and his clan once attacked the Wizards to kill his father.”
Eden seemed to think for a moment. “So, it's real?” muttered.
“Hm?”
“I've only heard the story,” timpal Eden. “I thought it was just a myth created by the Werewolf race and the Wizard so that the Witcher would not interfere too much in their affairs.”
“I also just found out that the story is true,” said Anne.
Brandon himself returned to his thoughts. Given that many do not know the truth of the story, is not this a good opportunity for him to establish cooperation with Luna? However, with the woman's request, would she be able to grant it?
The brown-haired man sighed, as if within his body was overpowered by the air now. “I think I'll agree to it,” he said.
“I won't marry her, if necessary,” said Brandon as she grinnedly etched into the corner of the lips. “I've experienced this.”
***
Tonight feels very long. Brandon seemed to be sitting on a balcony chair while feeling the dersik that hit his half-naked body. He had just freshened up and chose to feel the atmosphere of the autumn this year. Maple leaves in front of the house appear to be falling with the aroma of pentrichor that has come out since the completion of the rain a moment ago.
Brandon stared at the phone screen in his grasp. Luna Castelle's contact name was plastered there and somehow she had not dared to contact the woman.
“I have to do it,” murmured.
Seconds later, the man pressed one of the buttons on his phone screen and waited. Until finally,
raised call.
“Hai, Bran,” greet Luna. He no longer used formal language with the brunettes.
“Oh, hi,” reply Brandon a little clumsy.
“How? Have you thought about it?” ask Luna.
Brandon was silent for a moment. Then, he cleared his throat. “I've thought about it, Luna.”
“So, how?”
Breathing out for a moment from Brandon's nostrils and mouth. “I have a better offer.”
A small laugh was heard from across the call. “You know, Bran. I told you I don't accept any more offers from you.”
“You still want to descend from me, ‘kan?” ask the man. “No one knows how strong the descendants are
between Wizard and Witcher in the future. And I can give you that, even
without marrying you, Luna.”
Luna remained silent for a few seconds. “Do you think I'm a dirty woman?”
“Isn't it like that?” connect Brandon quickly. “You might want my powers too, Luna. So, why don't we work together and share with each other? Such as mutual symbiosis. There is no need for bonding, as long as it is mutually beneficial, it will make us equally achieve our goals.”
The woman across the call back is silent. Long enough, until he finally spoke; “Alright. Meet me at Yongya Real Estate in two days,” he said. “We will discuss this much deeper.”
A wide grin is etched perfectly into one corner of Brandon's lips. “Understanding, Miss.”
***
Coming to a woman's apartment is nothing new to Brandon. The man arrived in Yongya
Real Estate's. He was quite shrewd because looking at the Immortal world like it was no different from the human world. Everything is the same.
Brandon rushed in and went straight to the lobby. She asked the receptionist and immediately an officer escorted her to unit 313, where Luna Castelle was waiting for her.
The man stands at the door of the unit. He gulped for a moment, then tightened his black suit. Seconds later, he pressed the doorbell. Luna looked open it.
“Come in,” the door.
Brandon stepped into the woman's apartment unit. His red bead circulated a glance at the dim fluorescent light in the center of the room. Luna in her white dress looked very sexy. Very beautiful with a blend of blonde hair and emerald green eyes. Anyone would be tempted the first time they saw it. The woman invited Brandon to sit in one of the dining chairs.
The dining table had plenty of food. Brandon doesn't think he'll want to spend it all. His stomach won't be enough.
“You haven't eaten yet, ‘kan?” ask Luna.
“I am not in appetite,” replied the man.
Luna looked nodding with her folded lips. “I deliberately asked you here because my cold allergy started to recur,” he said. “I'm sorry.”
Brandon laughed a little. Is that the leader of the Wizard race? Very weak according to him.
“I'm kidding,” said Luna while looking straight at the man in front of her. “I just want to be with you tonight
these. As your promise.”
***