Kayden became genuinely confused over his father's rage, which according to him did not male any sense because he hadn't killed anyone else other than Jack. However Jones did not want to drag the matter for now because Malcolm was already in dire need of nourishment. And Kayden was supposed to be in his institute for the paperwork, thus he let him go despite all the dangers outside.
"Go, go now. We will talk about this later."
Jones was consistent in making sure to his son that he needed to listen to him either now or later. Kayden nodded and stormed out of the house, whereas Medusa patted on Jones' shoulder out of pity. She as also aware of the dire need to watch over Kayden especially now that his emotions were unstable.
"Don't worry, I will watch him from distance if he does n not want me to appear close."
The succubus assured him and reached for the clothes placed on the sofa, undoubtedly she could not go in just a shirt now. What if she had to appear in front as his shield, who could even predict the future circumstances!? Nonetheless she took the clothes to Kayden' room and washed herself to get dressed.
Jones on the other hand shook his head in worry, things had been slipping out of his hands. Now that he was aware who killed Jack, Malcolm was equally guilty and worthy of scolding just as Kayden. They both created the mess and were now stuck to deal with it, because it was nearly impossible for them to hide in the vampire realm if the matter reached the Pentagon.
He was sitting on the floor pondering upon how to settle the things, because the disclosure of their existence would just garner the attention of greed and lust. Kayden' peculiar blood group was no less than an elixir for strength, he was literally a living lethal weapon because of the hidden tendencies which could possibly destroy a whole damned realm!
'I have to find out which officer is dealing Jack's case. I must know how far is the progress and who are the possible suspects according to the cops.'
Jones somehow manage to grasp his senses and think straight, he glanced back at the portrait of his wife which was hanging on the wall behind him. A sweet yet grieving smile appeared on his face, the man missed and longed for her and wanted her to be there to handle their son.
'Our son is not born to spend his life in prison or to be a monster. I'm sorry I could not keep him safe, I'm....sorry I could not fulfil my promise done to you. But I will protect him for as much as I can.'
The old man mumbled to himself and stood up to go the kitchen, the dishes were laying there to be washed. On the other hand Medusa was upstairs getting ready to catch Kayden at his institute. Jones did not bother to tell her the address once again acknowledging that she already knew after all the succubus bit him there.
Whereas Medusa was once again dealing with her troubled emotions and thoughts. Jones' confronting with Kayden had raised numerous questions in her mind, which made her ponder many things about herself and Malcolm. The woman stood in front of the mirror wearing Kayden' shirt when she traced her fingers over her face.
'Does this mean Malcolm knew how to kill someone?'
The killing question raised the curiosity within Medusa because she clearly remembered that he did not flinch when Kayden killed Jack. He was under the influence of his demonic powers but Malcolm was totally in his senses and the gruesome scene did not bother him.
On the other hand she was the one to hide herself into his arms out of fright and the sight of blood. Medusa was forced to suspect that there was something off about Malcolm, although she could take a couple of guesses what they can be in Kayden' case.
'Was he a killer before I bit him? Did I give a new life to a murderer? '
The people of Beelzebelle were not fond of converting people into their kind. Because they preferred not to let their blood run in someone's veins who was a mixed breed. But perhaps the exception was made only for Kayden because they required his presence to save the kingdom.
Although it was still a mystery that on which basis the guarding spirit of the realm chose Kayden as its possible king. And why couldn't Evilrite claim it despite conquering Beelzebelle and proving he was valorant and worthy. It made her curious regarding why and how the things were working, which also made her question the sudden arrival of her own father, Ceres.
"I should not overthink things, right now Kayden' safety is what matters the most."
The succubus shook her head and dropped all the thoughts, Medusa stood in front of the mirror and unbuttoned her shirt and slipped down the shoulders. The shirt fell on the floor exposing her bare breasts and toned tummy with the thing black tail wrapped around her waist.
"Oh God! I wonder why doesn't Kayden find me hot, humph!?"
Medusa pouted with anger at the reflection as she turned sideways to inspect herself. The woman's long hair cascaded down her back, no doubt she was an embodiment of beauty like every other succubus of her realm. Medusa placed her one hand on the flat tummy and glanced at her long slender legs and sighed.
"It's really beyond my understanding why the heck he does not see me that way? Am I not hot enough for him? Or does he like someone else?"
Disappointment clouded her mind as she grew angry and insecure that maybe she was not good enough for Kayden. It also made her curious whether he liked some vampiress of his world or what!? Nonetheless there was only one way to find out, follow Kayden closely and spy on him.
'I will find out what's wrong with you, now that I know impotency is not the issue with you.'
Medusa gritted her teeth and made up her mind to follow him around and to learn more about her master. The succubus removed her panties and headed towards the washroom for a quick wash. She could not afford to lose Kayden at any cost now, because her personal gain was also connected to it along with the decision to love him or not.
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