35. Accidents

One thing that Dominick wanted to know was who wanted to kill him. Killing his mate is equal to killing him. Since his mate is an assassin, and she looks fragile, they would think that she’ll be an easy target.

He puts all of the gears on her but she doesn't want to wear the helmet as she rather wears a cap.

“Ride with me.” He whispered and reached for her hand. “I’ll maneuver the horse while you use the mallet. But don’t try to hit them. Okay?”

“Hmm,” She nodded as he fixed her cap.

He reached her cheeks.

“I’m serious, Bella.”

“Why would I hit them? Unless they annoy me.”

“You can hit Ciel.”

Ciel frowned as he crossed his arms.

“No, Ciel is my friend.” She smirked as Dominick frowned.

Dominick explained to her about the rules of the games. He then lifted her to the horse as she held on to the saddle while he climbed over behind her. Sharing the same saddle. It was big enough for two.

She held the saddle as Ciel crossed his arms.

“Bella,” He called.

“Hi, Ciel.