Alpha King of Fire

LET ME HUG YOU

FIRA’S POV

“Spark? You mean fireworks in the dark sky?” I chuckled. I knew that Zephyrus was just kidding me. That was his attitude. Always making fun of some stuff.

For the first time, he shut his mouth and the expression of his face became blank.

He stood up and gave me a small smile. “I’m good. I just called Raiden to continue this. Thank you so much, Fira. You may go.”

I had nothing to say except moving my head from the bolt upright.

“See you when I see you.” A big cute smile formed on his lips.

“Okay.” I stepped out of his room while my head was messed up. I could still remember the look of Zephyrus when I got out of his place. He was serious.

Crap. I have something to do so I pushed my thoughts to the back of my head.

When I arrived in the kitchen, Cass was panicking. “Fira! Where did you come from?”

“I treated the slashes of King Fire and King Wind.” This day was tough for me, I felt like I wanted to be alone and just looked at the stars.

“Your sister came here. She was worrying so much because your father is not yet going home.” She grabbed the plates and put them in the cabinet.

“Where is she?”

“In the Omega’s Quarter.”

I was ready to run away when I saw Saza on the door, looking at me badly. “You are escaping from your work? Do you really want to get slashes, huh?”

I moved backward when she stepped forward. “I’m sorry this is urgent.”

“It’s duty time, Fira! You are not a free werewolf who can go wherever you want!”

I looked down. “But my father is missing. Please give me a bit of time to find him.”

“I have no pity.” She held my shoulder, twisted my body, and let me face the sink with full dishes. She moved her mouth closer to my ear. She was on my back, giving me tension. “That’s your duty. I don’t care if your father dies or what. Your job is your job!”

Suddenly, she pushed me to the dishes, making my face slam on the wasted rotten foods.

“Low-rank omega!” She shouted in anger before she finally disappeared from my sight.

The tears in my eyes welled up. Cass came closer to me and wiped my tears. “Don’t cry for a stupid thing. You need to be brave to find your father.”

The tears gradually crawled to my cheek. “What if I can’t find him? What if it’s too late for me to see him? I don’t want to lose my father. He is the only parent I have. My mother had already died.”

“We will find him. Don’t talk like that.” Cass massaged my back to comfort me. I would see her sympathy on the expression of her face.

“My mother is gone. I can’t take it if I can’t find my father.”

“Don’t worry too much. Maybe he just went to a far away land to forget your mother? Remember he is heartbroken.”

“Maybe…” I ease the liquid in my cheek using the back of my hand.

“By the way, I heard something from Janus! Oh, sorry, I forgot. He said he talked to one of their companies in the mining area. One of them said that he last saw him down the mountain. Taking mangoes.”

“Really?”

“Yes! Sorry. That went away in my mind! I have lots of businesses here. Go now and meet Janus in their house.”

“But how about Saza?” A hope became alive in my chest.

“This is the plan. Go to King Fire-I think King Wind, because if it’s King Fire, he is hard to please. Much better if it’s King-”

“Okay, I will go to King Fire. Then?”

“You, sure?” She grabbed the glass and wiped it with the clean rug.

“Yes. Then what’s next?”

“Try to ask him permission that you will go down the mountain to find your father. Then If Saza finds you. We have a reason. Just give a little alibi such as getting fruits or what.”

“Okay. Thank you so much!” I hugged Cass so tight before I hurried walking away from the kitchen.

After a few seconds, I knocked on the door of King Fire. “Can I talk to you, King Fire?”

“You can.”

I rotated the doorknob. It was not locked so I continued walking inside. “Are you okay now?” I saw the pale on his face, even his lips. I felt pity for his features. He looked really off. “Let me check your temperature.” I put my hand on his forehead. “Crap! You are burning hot!”

“Just talk what you want and get out.” I grabbed the comforter and covered his body. He was chilling. I noticed that he is prone to sickness. Last time, he had a fever and now after the slash.

I sat on the bed and stared at him. He was lying in a side position and curving his body, hugging his knee. I could not leave him like this.

“You need to drink your medicine.” I stood up and grabbed the Paracetamol on the side table. I held the pitcher and let the water flowed on the glass.

I sat on the bed again, resulting in it bouncing a little. I gently touched his arms and guided him to sit. I gave him a small smile before I offered him the glass of water and the medicine. He grabbed it and drank straight.

“May I see your tongue?”

This time, he was not stubborn. He released his tongue. I stared at his handsome red face. His hair was messy, but he looked nice.

“What takes you here?” He sounded weak as he lay down again on the bed with a side position because his back was still bleeding.

I shut my mouth. I wanted to ask permission like what Cass said, but I could not burst a word because he is in bad condition.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“To check on you.” I lied. I would not go far from him if he was like that.

I stood up and went to the bathroom to grab a rug and poured it with water and then I got back. “I will touch you with the rug. You are chilling and your body is hot. Even the fire element in you is not immune to disease.”

“Of course, I’m still a werewolf.”

“Come here.” I held his lower arm and started to touch the wet rug. “I wish tomorrow, you’ll be fine.”

“Are you worried?” I only viewed his back while his arm was twisted a bit. I leaned his hand on the bed and touched it gently.

“Yes. Who will not be worried about your condition? You are burning.”

“I’ll not die of a fever.”

“Who knows?”

I saw that his body was trembling as if he had difficulties dealing with the cold.

Poor, Alpha King of Fire.

By the sight, I thought of lying beside him. So I did.

“What are you doing?” He trembled more. My chest was tightening as I watched his suffering.

“Face me, Pyro. Let me hug you.”