Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260: What You Mortals Call Love

"Fergus..."

"Fergus?" A voice repeatedly called his name in his head, but he found it hard to open his eyes.

All he could think about was the pain he felt all over his body. The betrayal from Isleen...

That seemed to hurt even more than the flames consuming his body.

"FERGUS!" The voice came again this time as a roar, causing his body to tremble.

This voice... The vampire Lord!

"So, this is what you’ve been reduced to?" The vampire Lord scoffed. "Pathetic. How could you let yourself underestimate that chosen one’s mate so much?"

Fergus blinked as he struggled to get up. All around him, he could pick up the sound of people of all works of life gathering around the site of the explosion.

He was the center of attention now as the pack civilians cursed at him.

"Holy moonlight, he really is a vampire!"

"So is that him? Is that the one who took my son away from me?"

"He deserves death!"

"No, he deserves worst! Let’s increase the flames."

As all these curses were hurled at him, Fergus slowly got up, even though his body trembled. It was then that he looked at his hands and realized what happened.

Fire was his only weakness. The only thing that could truly kill him was the sustained heat of fire on his body. This weakness made him vulnerable... Hindering his abilities to shapeshift.

Currently, Cullen’s skin had burned off, and his body had forcefully reverted to its original form. His true form. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

His skin was pale white and he was tall. Even taller than an elf. His fangs were on full display and his muscles, while lean, were now more defined. His fingers ended in sharp fingernails like swords.

Suddenly, he started remembering everything that happened. Isleen... She’d led him right into a trap. She’d set the whole warehouse ablaze and left him there to burn in the explosion. And now it seemed that had drawn the attention of the pack civilians.

In a desperate move, Fergus tried speaking to the dark Lord, Vlad, again. "My... My Lord. Have mercy on me. Please give me some time to escape."

The dark Lord replied to him with a mental scoff. "Mercy? Your life isn’t in my hands, Fergus. Rather, it’s in the hands of those feeble creatures that surround you now."

Fergus squinted his eyes as he peered through the black smoke with his vampire sight. Shit... The entire pack was outside to watch him burn right now.

But, how could they see him through the smoke to know he was the shapeshifting vampire they’d been after all this while?

It was then that he swerved his head toward a spot outside the smoke. Standing right in front of the crowd of people was Isleen and beside her stood someone that Fergus had hoped would be dead by now.

Gamma Rhett...

The bastard held Isleen close to himself as they watched the fire burning ferociously.

That was the final blow to his heart. Fergus felt his heart lurch as he walked sluggishly out of the flames.

"Idiot!" The dark Lord, who could see what was happening through his eyes, snarled. "What are you doing? Retreat now while you still have a chance."

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