Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 210: How’s The Seduction?

Warlock Ch 210. How's The Seduction?

Damian closed the door quietly behind him, his mind still reeling from the revelations and intimacies shared. The cool, silent hallway outside his quarters seemed like another world compared to the heated intensity of the room he had just left. He paused, letting out a deep breath, trying to compose himself. His body was still thrumming from Victoria's touch, her scent clinging to him like a second skin. He shook his head slightly, as if to clear the lingering fog of desire and confusion.

He walked down the corridor and was grateful for the absence of guards or any prying eyes. He wasn't in the mood to explain himself or to catch the knowing looks that would inevitably follow if anyone spotted him in his current state.

Passing by Cassius and Evelyn's rooms, he hesitated. Normally, he might have considered seeking them out, either for advice or simply to decompress. But not tonight. The thought of facing them, of dealing with their reactions—whether amusement or concern—was more than he could handle right now.

Instead, Damian continued to the balcony, needing the space and fresh air to sort through his swirling thoughts. The cool night breeze felt good against his skin.

He leaned against the railing, overlooking the expansive view of the vampire territory that stretched out from the palace. The sprawling lands, bathed in moonlight, looked peaceful from up here.

"Kaelan... Kaelan... What you do is trying to survive and test your limits, but look at you," he muttered to himself, a wry chuckle escaping his lips. "You leave a lot of problems for me."

He sighed, his gaze drifting across the horizon. "Maybe that's why I chose to rebirth. Because there are many complicated things."

The contract, the intimacy, and Victoria's startling declaration of love and obsession, it was a lot to take in. And while part of him wanted to reject it all, to push it away and return to the simplicity of his former lone-wolf existence, another part of him couldn't deny the strange, compelling pull of the bond they now shared.

"And hey, at least I didn't kill Victoria's husband out of powerlust or because I wanted Victoria," he reasoned with himself, finding a small measure of solace. "The opposite happened. Which means… good thing, I guess…"

Damian's thoughts were interrupted by the faint sound of footsteps. He tensed, ready to confront whoever was approaching, but relaxed slightly when he saw it was just a night patrol passing by beneath the balcony. They didn't look up, and he turned his attention back to the view.

The reality of his situation was complicated. Victoria had become an integral part of his life, whether he liked it or not. The bond they shared wasn't just about magic or power—it was personal, deep, and disturbingly intimate. He had to admit, there was a part of him that was terrified by how much he was drawn to her, by the intensity of the connection between them.

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But there was no denying it anymore. He needed her, not just as a partner in the upcoming conflicts but as something more. Something he hadn't expected to find, especially not in someone like her. It was a realization that was both alarming and exhilarating.

Damian let out another long breath, feeling the night's revelations settling around him. He knew he couldn't stay out here forever, lost in his thoughts. Soon, he would have to go back inside.

As if summoned by his thoughts, two figures emerged from the shadows. Cassius appeared first, materializing from a dark aura and leaning nonchalantly against a pillar. Almost simultaneously, Evelyn appeared like a wisp of smoke, her form solidifying as she casually took a seat on the rail.

"So, how's the seduction?" Cassius asked, a teasing edge to his voice. His casual demeanor did little to mask the keen interest in his eyes.

Evelyn didn't bother with subtlety. "You f*cked her, right? She must have said one or two things," she remarked, her face expressionless, her tone matter-of-fact.

Damian exhaled slowly, a mixture of annoyance and resignation settling over him. "You guys heard that?" he asked, though he knew the answer.

Cassius laughed softly. "She moaned like a horny cat. There's no way we didn't hear it."

The bluntness made Damian's cheeks heat slightly, a rare show of discomfort from the usually stoic warlock. He ran a hand through his hair, gathering his thoughts before diving into the heart of the matter.

"Look, it's not just about... that," Damian started, trying to steer the conversation to more pressing issues. "There's more at play here. Victoria... she told me about the past, about her husband and the real reasons behind everything that's been happening."

Evelyn hopped off the rail, her interest piqued, while Cassius straightened up, the teasing tone gone. This was the part they needed to understand—the crux of why Damian was now deeply entangled with the vampire queen.

"Her husband planned to overthrow her, take her power, and use me in the process," Damian continued, his voice low and serious. "He was after my Mana Core, aiming to drain it and take the power of me and the demon king for himself."

The implications of that revelation hung heavy in the air. Cassius frowned, processing the information. "So, she was just trying to survive and used what she could to stop him. You were a means to an end, but not in the way we thought."

"Exactly," Damian confirmed. "And now, she needs our help with Varak."

"Why?" Evelyn interjected, her tactical mind already turning. "What's her angle there?"

Damian leaned against the railing, looking out into the night. "It's not just about power or removing a rival. It's strategic. She believes Varak is part of a larger threat, one that could destabilize her position further. And yes, she could use her own troops, but she's wary of traitors and doesn't want to weaken her position by drawing too much attention."

"So, she uses us," Cassius summarized, his expression grim. "We're the outsiders, the wildcard. Less political fallout for her if things go south. She could ditch us if she needs to."

"And more risk for us," Evelyn added, her tone flat.