Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: _ Next Target

Fergus

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Taking the form of a young boy made him feel awfully strange. It was the first time he’d stolen a boy’s flesh. He hadn’t done it before because he didn’t have a reason to. Now that he did, it seemed he’d do it more.

He followed Isleen and Kylo from a distance that day. He saw the route that followed and just when he was sure that they’d be back in the same direction, he struck his plan.

He created that scene with those bloody elves and put up an innocent front when Isleen intervened. He had studied her, knew she had a big heart, and was sure that she’d take him in or at least, keep him close.

And she did.

She took him right home. Not just that - she adopted him too.

The fool!

She ignored all the hints that something was odd with ’Liam’. Fergus found it hard to act on Liam’s character. Hell, he hated Isleen’s dumb roommate.

That idiot irked him to the core with his stupidity. Every time Kylo came around, he always made sure to relate with him, to get to study him at a close range and figure out who he was.

To know how to pierce him and make him a pawn in his mission when the time arrived.

There were times when he’d feel like he could puke from acting so dumb and little like Liam and then, he’d drop his resolve. At times like that, he usually saw the confusion etched on Isleen’s face.

Yet, she’d set it aside and allow herself to see him as just a little boy.

How lucky he was to have her as the main pawn of his mission.

Speaking of luck...

Living with her in the same room was the entertaining part of his mission. Those times when she’d walk into the room at night, wrapped in just a towel. When she’d let it down and glorify him with the beauty of her nakedness.

To hell, Isleen was a hot embodiment of a woman.

Every time, his dick would rise, watching her towel dry her hair, pat her body dry and put on her nightwear. He’d watch her. Imprint in his head every detail of her body.

That was one unpaid for entertainment. He always looked forward to the nights. To see her body. Her beautiful body.

But then again...

That wasn’t the only intrigue.

He smelled a wolf.

It wasn’t Isleen’s. He was sure Isleen must smell it too. However, due to how fast she dismissed things, she must have thought of it as one of her neighbor’s smells or even Liam’s.

Yet, Fergus’s vampire senses were more heightened than Isleen’s wolf senses. He had lived longer than her. He had lived for hundreds of years and she?

She was twenty-two or three at his best guess.

And thus, that smell usually behind her window belonged to someone he intended to find out who it was. Soon enough, he found out who.

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