The Alpha's Blind Fate
Chapter 272: The Old Servant

Chapter 272: The Old Servant

ZINA

"Yes." Zina answered without missing a beat.

This time around, she truly hoped that her answer came out stronger than her usual squeak. She truly wanted Daemon to be at ease knowing that he had such a capable person by his side, even if as far as she was concerned in that moment, she was only pretending to be so capable.

But then that was the thing about pretense—the harder she pushed on with the act, then the more possibility of it turning into her reality.

Daemon broke into a grin that caused her heart to stop beating literally in her chest. "You need not have answered. It was a rhetorical question, of course I know that you’re more than capable of meeting the mark."

Zina ignored the painful squeeze of her heart and the same way it fluttered madly at that moment. Looking around the inconspicuous floor, she swallowed and asked instead.

"The ground floor must have housed your finance network, what is the floor about then?" She asked because she was truly curious. It was natural for her to think that matters on money would have been more hidden. Instead, they were on the ground floor in this instance. It made her truly curious as to what the floor they were currently standing on signified for.

And she got her answer even before Daemon answered. As they walked deeper into the floor , the chirping sound of birds permeated in the air in a truly delicious manner. Line hundreds—or perhaps—even thousands of birds were trapped in one vast room.

"This is the center of our information network." Daemon answered just as they stepped into a room that was just as he described.

The room was like a hollow center with stacks and stacks of cages draped against each other. Each cage housed one pigeon, and about ten men in the room wordlessly attended to the pigeons which Zina feared might be in the numbers of at least a thousand.

At the end was a bamboo pipe like construction. A far older man hovered over there with thinning and gray hair. Zina watched as one of the pipes vomited a thin paper scroll which the man collected and unfurled open. After reading the contents of the letter, the man then proceeded to transcribe same into a larger scroll.

On noticing that they were approaching, the man turned to them, his eyes widening slightly.

"My Lord." The man called to Daemon in a voice that slightly shook from his old age while offering a low bow at the same time. It did it escape Zina how the man addressed Daemon in the exact manner that Malik Zorch addressed him. She figured out that they must be men that helped Daemon from back in the days when he was still just a banished prince.

Zina couldn’t help but think how someone who had been casted to a far land for death managed to build such an empire under Eldric’s nose. Just mere looking at the building and Zina was quite sure that it had existed even long before Eldric’s reign. Perhaps it existed for even as far as during the reign of Daemon’s father.

"Theo." Daemon acknowleged the man. "Meet my mate, Zina WolfKnight."

Zina was slightly startled at the manner which Daemon had introduced her. He had not called her his Theta, but instead had introduced her more personally.

She shot the man a smile. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Theo."

Theo smiled, the corners of his eyes wrinkling as he looked Zina over and over again. Zina didn’t know why, but the thought that she was being secretly examined simply didn’t escape her.

"Your mate, my lord?" The man said fondly, something like relief and awe in his voice. For someone that handled information, she didn’t know whether the man was simply acting not to know her, or perhaps the root of his delighted surprise stemmed from an entirely different reason that Zina was unaware of.

"Indeed, Theo. We will be getting married soon, hope that would be reason enough for you to finally leave this hobbit and see the light." Daemon said lightly, almost carefully in fact. It was as if he was trying to cajole the man into his demands, and yet was trying his possible best to not show that very fact.

That naturally interested Zina who looked at the two men anew. Daemon’s words aside, Theo’s skin was pale like he hadn’t seen much of the sun or any sunlight in fact. His eyes while soft didn’t possess a natural light. They were bleak and bleary at the same time.

"Your marriage is a thing of joy, my lord. The late Luna Queen will be over the moon with happiness in the netherworld."

"She will even be more over the moon if you finally step into the sun, Theo." Daemon said softly in a voice that Zina had never heard from him. His tone was as it would be when one was speaking to an Elder.

Their interaction intrigued her, and Zina was truly curious as to the relationship of this man with Daemon’s mother. And who he could possibly be to have an enigmatic man such as Daemon treat him with such careful care.

Instead of answering Daemon, the man turned to look at Zina. "Your wife is a truly stunning woman." He said, and his words caused her heart to skip a beat, and two.

Wife? If she stayed at the building anymore, she might just develop a serious and incurable heart disease. First, it had been Daemon saying the truly confounding and swoon worthy words, now it was Theo— a man who was a stranger to her, but who she could see held a special place in Daemon’s heart.

Daemon rolled his eyes in response. "Do not change the subject, Theo."

Zina imagined that if it was another man who commented on her beauty so recklessly, Daemon’s reaction would have been far from comely as it was now. However she knew that was far from the point at that moment.

"The sun does not fit me my lord." The man said with a sad smile, "the darkness is more accepting of my bleak soul."

It suddenly felt as though Zina was intruding on an important conversation. But she didn’t know how to leave without turning all the attention on herself. Daemon didn’t seem to mind at all as he pressed on.

"My mother is long dead. Will you forever remain this way?" Daemon asked almost harshly, the former softness in his voice no longer present.

Theo chuckled. "Time does not reduce my guilt, my lord."

"You could not have done anything then, not even now."

"But how could I possibly move on my lord when you too have barely moved an inch from that event. That would be unruly of this servant."

At that point, Zina was sure she needed to make her escape as fast as she could possibly muster. She looked around the room, calculating hard on how she could slip away unnoticed from the company.

Nothing seemed to help her intended mission no matter how much she looked though.

"Unruly of this servant?" Daemon repeated with an indignant scoff, "I can see that your excuses are becoming rather more creative with the pass of time. You claim I am your lord, but you do not obey a single word that I say."

Daemon might not have known it, but his words had come out bearing the power of his Alpha Wolf. A true evidence that he didn’t have his emotions under control.

Zina watched the man as the tried to spread himself on the floor before Daemon in a bow. His knees were about to meet the ground when Zina’s hands darted to stop his descent.

"You must not do that," she said, her voice breathless as she helped the old man up. Even though Daemonwouldbt express it, Zina knew that he didn’t want to see the man grovelling on the floor before him just to show his subservience.

"He is an expert in the act of grovelling before his lord," Daemon said with a bite in his tone, his eyes holding clear annoyance over Theo’s behaviour. "If he wants to fall on his feet, then allow him to grovel all he wants."

Zina smiled uncomfortably ... so much for looking for a quick escape. Theo shot her a grateful stare while he then stood on his two feet. Zina, not wanting to interfere anymore because it made her truly uncomfortable said,

"You both seem to have a lot to speak about. I shall leave you to it."

However, her attempt at an escape was thwarted when ancloaked figure breezed into the room, barrelling towards them. Even without seeing his face, Zina knew it was Shadow; another man who was close to Daemon in a way she might never be able to comprehend.

In some ways, Shadow terrified her. How could he not when he still managed to possess a dominating presence even without possessing a wolf. Zina instinctively hid herself behind Daemon while he approached.

"My Lord," he spoke while offering Daemon a bow.

"We have found him."

Found who?

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