Made For Him novel Chapter 7

After Haestus' laughing hysteria, he called for Dinner. It was delivered to his wing by the royal chef before he took it to the kitchen where Orabelle was.

"Have you sent your men for Kiara?" Orabelle asked as she looked at the food that was laid before her on the table. There were so many exotic dishes that she knew Kiara would have loved to taste. It reminded Orabelle of her friend even more. She couldn't help but wonder where she was and what she was doing. Has she got anything to eat? Has she got any place to stay for the night? Was she alright? All these questions were eating her from inside.

Haestus knew the look of concern that decorated her face while she had asked the question.

"My men are already out looking for her. They'll find her," He tried his best to assure her. She didn't say anything but nodded. Silence joined them for dinner. It was disturbing Haestus along with the urge to know more about her so asked, "Tell me about yourself,"

Orabelle stopped chewing her food and raised an eyebrow at him. He wanted to know about her and so did she.

"You start off first," She said instead. Haestus' lips curled into a small smile as he asked, "What do you want to know about me?"

"Anything," Orabelle answered, rolling her eyes at him as an attempt to hide the effect he was having on her. She wanted to know everything about him but wouldn't admit just yet. She wasn't still sure about the mate-thing yet. She wanted time to process it in her head.

Haestus nodded at her before he took a sip from his drink.

"I wasn't born a wolf..." Haestus trailed off as he moved the food on his plate while he collected his thoughts before continuing, "I was born to morals. My father was a fisherman, my mother was a Ruer," The last part had Orabelle snapping her head at him.

Ruer. He said his mother was a Ruer. She knew who they were. Those women were mortals who helped the witches. It explained his knowledge of spells and potions.

"So that's how you know about spells and potions?" She asked and he smiled at him as he nodded at her. The smile was different. It didn't reach his eyes. There was a tinge of pain and grief in his eyes that didn't go unnoticed by her.

"How much do you know?" She asked curiously.

"Not much. Just the basics," He said, shrugging. She was amazed to know how similar their backgrounds were. It fueled the curiosity in her to know more about him.

"My mother worked for Bianca," He added and it made her sit up straight.

"Bianca?" She asked with fascination. Bianca was one of the most powerful and famous witches of all time. It was always Orabelle's dream was to meet her one day but it was not easy to find that woman. She was of a mysterious nature and very few people knew about her whereabouts.

"Yes,"

"Then? What happened?" She asked with curiosity. It made Haestus' internally happy that his mate was interested to know more about him so he went further, "We lived in this small village. It was the three of us. Me, father and mother. My childhood was great. The village we lived in was peaceful. We had a small house and life used to simple and peaceful. I was nine when my mother was expecting my sister. I was very excited to meet her but..." He trailed off before he took a sip from his drink.

The painful memories came flooding back to him. With time, he had forgotten about the massacre of his family and the pain it caused him. He had pushed those memories down after he had vengeance upon the people who took his loved ones away. He hunted them down and killed every single one of them but no matter what, it didn't bring his loved ones back. It didn't fix what had been broken.

"What happened?" Orabelle asked gently as she looked at him. She saw that his demeanor had changed. He seemed different. Melancholic vibes radiated off him. She felt a certain heaviness of the air.

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