Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

The sound of the door made them look at Jaegar, and suddenly Jeanine jolted, removing herself from the clutches of Lorcan. With a wrinkled expression, she said, "Jaegar!"

They both adjusted themselves quickly.

Lorcan was smiling, but he hid and made it look like he was preoccupied.

Jeanine then said, "It's not what it looks like."

Both of them were acting splendidly, trying to act all bashful.

But Jaegar remained still, smiling at them in amusement. "Why are you explaining it to me?"

"Didn't I say before, we were never committed to each other, and I have nothing to do with whoever you have sex."

"But I have to say, I am rather surprised to see him here," he said, looking at Lorcan.

"Brother-"

"Who said you could call me brother?" Jaegar's expression became stoic.

Then he turned to Jeanine and said, "They said you called for me."

"Wait, let me guess, you called for me to see you guys fucking." Jaegar laughed for a brief second and said, "Listen, Professor Jeanine, if you think you can have your way around me, you are going to regret it."

"Brother, you-" Lorcan was cut off by Jaegar.

"Call me brother one more, and I will slice your tongue off, dickhead."

Lorcan flared up and said, "What did you say?"

"Are you deaf?"

Jeanine said, "Jaegar, I was missing you, and it's been ages since you last came to me. I want you, Jaegar; no one could fuck me like you did." Her voice was filled with lust as her gaze lingered on his crotch.

Lorcan was actually stunned, as his expression changed instantly. What is this woman saying now?

Jaegar knew that she was a cunning woman. On that day too, she purposely stood with Heath on their way to the dorm. And the way she acted with the students whenever he was around. She was trying to get a reaction from him.

And Lorcan being here, Jaegar got his suspicions about him. He turned to him and asked, "You, why are you here?"

Lorcan twisted his brows in pure hatred. He replied, "I came for Jeanine."

Jaegar wondered what headmaster Ashfield was doing, he couldn't control his professors' behaviour, and here she was offering herself to whoever she pleased.

Lorcan couldn't tell what Jeanine was thinking, but he had to get out of there, if anyone saw him here, things would spiral. He gambled that getting caught with Jeanine in the situation would annoy Jaegar, he thought, but it seemed like it was getting backfired if others saw him here.

Jaegar then closed the door behind him and said, "Jeanine, you said you wanted my cock, right?"

Jeanine noticed Jaegar showing interest and said, "Yes, Jaegar, at that time, the way you fucked me was incredible, and I have desired you since then. But you were busy and ignored me, and I got restless and sought others, but it wasn't enough for me, so I threw myself at others to get your attention."

"I only have eyes for you, Jaegar. I only thought about you even when I was with him," she said, pointing at Lorcan, which made him scowl harder.

"You fucking bitch! What did you say?" Lorcan shot himself at her. But Jeanine took her wand out and held him in place as a faint blue light gripped his entire body.

Jaegar chuckled seeing Lorcan stop in his tracks, and he walked to him and said, "So, now you wanna tell me why you are here other than fucking your teacher?"

Lorcan grumped, trying hard to break free, but he couldn't. He didn't answer Jaegar.

Then Jaegar moved towards Jeanine, caressing her face, she turned to look at him, and he said, "You don't need to strain him, he's no harm."

Then he took the wand in her hands as he walked to the couch and sat on it.

Jeanine's mind was racing as she thought quickly about what to do. She was wrong about him, her plans didn't change every time she thought of making him jealous. And she perfectly knew about Jaegar's prowess and his master, Angelina.

Jaegar's voice carried curiosity as he confronted Lorcan. The tension in the room was palpable, and the enchanted forest seemed to hold its breath in response to the standoff.

"Lorcan, I don't understand one thing," Jaegar began, his eyes locked onto the intruder. "Why do you hate me so much? I don't remember having done anything to you or crossing paths with you."

Lorcan, now free of Jeanine's restraint, fixed his gaze on Jaegar. He had expected a different outcome, and the situation had taken an unexpected turn. The prospect of confronting Jaegar directly was a daunting one, and he was uncertain about the outcome.

Jaegar continued, his voice unwavering.

"I will give you room to talk," Lorcan said, motioning towards the door.

But Jaegar wasn't ready to let Lorcan off the hook that easily. He sensed that something deeper was at play. As Lorcan started to head for the exit, Jaegar's voice rang out, "Where do you think you are going?"

Lorcan turned to face Jaegar, his expression unyielding. "What? Do you want to stop me?"

Jaegar's eyes narrowed. "I asked you, why are you here?"

Lorcan remained defiant. "I don't need to answer that."

Jaegar's gaze intensified. "Is that so?"

Lorcan hesitated for a moment, then countered, "Then let me ask you a question. Why are you snooping around for information about me?"

Lorcan, caught off guard by Jaegar's accusations, furrowed his brows and feigned ignorance. "What are you talking about?" he said, his expression a mask of confusion.

Jaegar, not fooled by Lorcan's act, chuckled softly. "I know about your minions and how you've 'strategically' planted them all around the campus. When I got to them and asked, they've been chattering about how many of your men are lurking here," Jaegar stated, his voice tinged with a touch of amusement.

Lorcan's expression darkened as he listened to Jaegar's revelations. Jaegar continued, "You know, at first, I thought I wouldn't bother with them, thinking that they were envious pricks or what. They were merely an irritation, shadowing my every move. It began to irk me, and that's when I discovered the truth a few days ago, that you were the mastermind behind it all.

I had intended to deal with you on my next visit to the palace. But here you are, entangled in this situation with this strumpet here."

Jeanine widened her eyes upon hearing Jaegar calling her names.

Lorcan hadn't anticipated that Jaegar would uncover his network of spies so quickly, and he cursed himself for not being more discreet. He thought Jaegar was too dense to notice, as he hadn't done anything since the first attempt he made to kill him.

Jaegar's warning didn't go unnoticed, and he could sense a subtle shift in Jaegar's aura. He couldn't afford to let Jaegar walk all over him.

Just as it seemed their confrontation might escalate, Lorcan's butler, Wallace, intervened. He entered the room soundlessly, positioning himself protectively in front of Lorcan.

"Your highness," Wallace bowed with grace, addressing Jaegar, "it is an honour to meet you. I am Wallace, Prince Lorcan's butler."

Jaegar was taken aback by Wallace's swift entrance and the silent, efficient manner in which he conducted himself. His surprise was evident as he smirked and remarked, "It seems you brought your babysitter with you."

The tension in the room remained palpable, but now a new player had entered the scene, further complicating the standoff between Jaegar and Lorcan.

"I think I am not gonna get my answers now, am I?" he asked, looking at Lorcan.

Wallace raised his head to meet Jaegar's gaze, his countenance remained stern and unyielding. "Your highness, while it is indeed a great pleasure to make your acquaintance, I must caution against making unfounded accusations against Prince Lorcan. One cannot simply level accusations at a member of the Imperial House without concrete evidence.

It is entirely possible that the truth may be the opposite of what you are suggesting," Wallace asserted, his tone laced with authority.

He raised a valid point, casting doubt on the allegations made by Jaegar. "You may well be the one orchestrating the very situation you describe. Furthermore, those students you mentioned—how can we be sure that you did not use coercion or threats to manipulate them into your service?" Wallace added that his words were carefully chosen to challenge Jaegar's credibility.

Jaegar narrowed his gaze at the butler, feeling the palpable disdain in the man's demeanour. Wallace's words held an undertone of contempt, and he clearly held Jaegar in low regard. In response, Jaegar sighed, leaning forward on the couch, his frustration mounting.