- CHAPTER THIRTEEN –

"Wait? You almost got into a fight with your colleagues?" Seth asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yeap!" he shrugged and drink another blood from his blood bag. "He was disturbing me while I'm on break so I had to hypnotize him."

"So, let me get this straight. You hypnotized the human because he disturbed you from your break?" Roman put his hands on his hips, while carrying a spatula on his hand.

"Yes but apart from that, he was doing a pitiable job to deceive me. Think that he can be friends with me. His intentions were not cool. Using me so that he can be friends with our boss. I mean, it wasn't my fault if I'm irresistible." He said, sarcasm was present on his sentence.

Seth blurted a laugh as Roman shook his head clearly amused at Dean's sarcasm. Roman was so busy listening to Dean's story that he forgot that he was cooking. Dean smiled mischievously as he looked at Roman.

"Oh Romaaaaaannnnn." He sang. "Are you forgetting something?"

"Huh?" he scratched his head.

Seth sniffed the air and scowled.

"Is something burning?" Seth looked Roman.

Roman sniffed the air as well as he immediately ran his way to the kitchen seeing his food that was burning. He mentally cursed for being distracted as his two friends laughed at him. He turned the stove off as he carried the pan with him while using his mouth to blow an air. Dean and Seth went to the kitchen and just down right keep laughing at his mishap. Roman put the pan on the sink and open the faucet to lessen the smoke from the burning pan. He wiped his sweat on that threatens to trickle down on his forehead.

"Thanks for burning our dinner, Romeo." Seth pretended to be mad as Dean stifled a laugh.

"Shut up both of you or I'll keep you all in line." He rolled his eyes dramatically. "Besides, it wasn't my fault when you two distract me with your story." He pointed at Dean.

"Wait a minute. I didn't say that you have to abandon your cooking." He pouted his lips and crossed his lips.

Roman chuckled. "Well, I won't let you guys leave me hanging anyway. Can't have you all the fun."

"Fair enough for me." Dean reached his phone. "Guess we'll have pizza for dinner?" he smirked as the two nodded and Dean immediately dialed the number of their favourite pizza place.

The trio went to the sofa and continued talking about their work while waiting for their food to arrive, seemed very comfortable at spending their bro nights without knowing the dangers that would soon create a big hiatus of their happy time. The king made his way to the throne room, escorted by his right hand and his loyal sentries. He sat on his throne and his lips escaped a loudest roar that they hear. He was very frustrated. All their plans of getting his son back seems to backfire. His friends are adding more pain in the arse. He was downright mad! Feels like he wants to tear someone in two just to compensate his anger that he can't explain. He looked at the necklace of his wife and pursed his lips. This is all his wife's fault. For being all too kind and gentle. Where violence and domination don't exists. Guess, killing her turns out good. He killed his wife for being so against his decision. So, he practice one of the most dangerous sorcery and gave his wife a disease that even the healers of the mage can't identify. Vampires are not supposed to be good at sorcery but when you're hungry for power and authority, you can learn but only to those vampires who are royalty and strong enough to consume such powers.

"My king, should I send my men to make another attack?" Sheamus said.

William looked at him and laughed. "Tell me Sheamus, are they capable? Because the last time I check, they always came back empty-handed or we lose another vampire!" he roared.

"I'm sorry my liege! But this time, they're ready." Sheamus assured him but the king shook his head in disapproval.

"I don't think so, Sheamus! I don't want another failed attempt!" he sniffed the air. "Right now, I could no longer feel his powers. The more he's away the more his powers got strong and I don't want it to stay silent. I want it to explode! To kill! To destroy!" He stomped his feet on the floor as the others were now showing a wave of fear and anxiety. "Besides, I got a better idea."

All of them were now raising their heads. Once their king got plans, it's either good or way worse than they imagine. Sheamus grin at this. William held his head proudly.

If my sentries are not enough to get you then I'll make sure that you'll surrender to me on your own whether you like it or not! I promise that!

Dean was still awake on his bed as he remembered his mother's touch and comfort. Her blue eyes filled with care and heart with unconditional love that made him missed her so damn much. He missed her mother so much. And the thought of his deceased mother still ache his heart. A single tear trickled in his eyes. He recalled the nights were he can do nothing but to hug his mother until she dies. He kinda blame himself because he did nothing to save his mother. One disease that killed his mother. Though, it was rather confusing because the healer didn't identify it. Feels like his mother's death was being plan or something. He felt that the disease was not just an ordinary disease. But if his mother was bewitched, the healers could have found it but they didn't noticed even a slightest faint of magic or sorcery. He keep tossing on his bed and sooner or later he sat down on his bed. He rest his arms on his lap as he leaned on his hands. He can't calm down!

Maybe a blood would help.

So, he got one and drink it in one go. He looked at his phone and he noticed that it was already one o'clock in the morning. He sighed as he went back to his bed, sitting. Lately, he kinda feel sleepy and when he was on his bed, it just disappeared. He decided to get out of his apartment to get some fresh air. The moon was bright and the surroundings were quiet. He took a liking to it as he breathe the air. He was thinking about the sudden attacks and his father for being too stubborn to just let him be. Guess he knows where he get his inheritance of his stubborn nature. But Dean knows that he excelled his father's stubbornness which makes him smirked a bit. A couple of minutes pass, he decided to get inside his apartment and went to his room as he rested himself on his bed, still thinking about his mother.

"Mom? Wherever you are, I hope you're okay." He sighed. "You know what, guess I'm a little late to tell you this but I got awesome friends mom. Roman and Seth always have my back just like you when I was still a child. They protect me even I don't need protection. It reminds me of you. Gosh, I just missed you so much." He mumbled weakly until he can no longer take it, he finally cried. "I'm sorry that I can't do anything at that night to save you. Why do you have to die? Why do you have to leave me?" he sobbed. "I wanna be with you. It's not that I'm not happy here, I just … want to see you again and your sweet smile." He sniffed. "Want to spend quality time with you."

He cried for like a couple of hours until he finally succumbed into a deep slumber with his eyes wet in tears.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

It can be really painful when you lose the love of your life which also happens to be Dean's mother. So, what you guys think? I was starting to get alarmed by myself because I don't know what to type anymore.