The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

Demetrius had been in an unusually good mood since I threatened Isaac. He even tried to pick me up just because he was happy. Thankfully, I stopped him in time. Or it would be embarrassing if someone saw this.

"Have you gone mad? I can walk on my own," I muttered quickly.

"Are you saying this because I'm sweaty? When we do it, I am sweaty as well. You don't mind then. But why now?"

"Eh?"

I had no idea he was like this when we married. I could never imagine. He was always so upright and moody. He was gentle too, but I did not know he could be cute and childish in this weird way.

"You're being weird, Dem," I muttered.

"Since when?" he asked as he took my hand in his and led me to our room. Because of Isaac, our precious time had been wasted.

"Since five days ago," I said. It was true he had been too close to me since that night when we got rid of the misunderstandings though he got his own way that time too. He and his so called punishment...

"I'm just happy to be close to you," he smiled slightly. "Why? Don't you feel the same way? Or don't you like to be with..."

"I do!" I yelled. "Why do you always jump to the conclusion?"

"That's good," he chuckled. "I will take a shower then. Or we can take a shower together..."

"No, thank you."

"We have never done it. It's common for couples to take a bath together. Come on," he urged.

"Nope," I said firmly.

"Why not?"

"Because... I don't know. It's weird."

"Why is it weird, my wife? We have seen everything of each other many times. Then what's wrong?" he asked. "If you can't give me a reasonable answer, I'm dragging you with me."

"Well, we will smell each other's armpits..."

"... I smell your armpit when we mate too," he said casually.

"Wha... Now that you say it, it's weird," I mumbled. When I said it in my head, it did not sound this weird.

Did my armpits smell when we do it? Perhaps it was not the case. The maids used a lot of things on me and one of them was a potion to use on armpits so they would not smell. He kissed literally everywhere, so perhaps my armpits truly did not smell.

"What're you thinking about, my wife? Be quick to give me a reason or you know..."

"It would be a bother for you."

"Washing you? Haha, you're so tiny. How can it be a bother?" he laughed.

"Stop saying that I'm tiny!"

"But you're tiny and cute," he said and kissed on my forehead. I did not notice he had already closed the door of our room.

"Anyway, we're not bathing together. At least, not today."

"You're being cruel to me, my wife. You don't hear any of my desires..."

"Desires, huh? What is the thing you do to me every night again? What's its name? How can I forget?" I said sarcastically.

"We mate."

"What the... You're not supposed to answer that! I was being sarcastic! Ugh! I can't... Go to take a shower, Dem.

Then we'll have dinner," I gave up. It was hard to argue with him. He always kept teasing me and I always ended up being all flustered.

"But next time," he pecked me on the lips, "I will drag you with me."

I sat down on the bed as he went to take a shower. I touched my lips. He had kissed me just a while ago. I still could not get used to it. I wondered if it was the same for other people as well. Did they always get flustered like me every time their spouse was a bit intimate?

But I did not hate it, rather I enjoyed it. When he was close, I felt warmth that I never felt before. And to think that we were family, my heart would swell of with a weird emotion.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I had not asked the maids to bring us dinner yet, then who could it be?

I opened the door. "Good Evening, Your Highness."

It was the Beta. "Sorry for disturbing. Your Highness, there is an emergency in the magic tower. The magician requested His Highness's visit."

"His Highness is taking a bath. I will tell him that now. Does he have to go there right now?"

"It would be better if His Highness goes there as soon as possible," he said.

"Alright. You can go now. I will tell him that."

"Yes, Your Highness," he bowed.

After he left, I knocked on the bathroom door. "Have you changed your mind? Do you want to take a shower with me?"

"No, thank you," I said. "There is an emergency. The beta came. He said the magician wants to meet you."

I heard him swearing as he came out not long after that. He was wearing only a towel around his waist.

'Eek! My heart! My eyes! Danger alert!'

"Why are you all flushed, my wife?" he asked teasingly.

"Stop it and go quickly. There is an emer..."

"There is no emergency. It's just a hint," he said casually.

"What do you mean?"

"That Luc was researching on how to make the necklace I gave you plain. You see, it's shining. As I said before, you and I and some high-level magicians can see it. As I had to give some of my blood..."

"You gave your blood to make this?"

"It was necessary. Don't worry about me. Did you forget that I heal? Anyway, so any other magicians can't detect that it's a magic object, I told Luc to do something about it. No one knows about my mind-reading ability, so it's important to be careful not to raise any suspicion. A wrong move might end up being a huge problem.

I told him to find a good way to send me a signal if he found a way, but that silver bastard found this way... No wonder he is a nut wit."

"Hey, don't talk like that. He made this necklace. You should give him some credit," I said.

"I just can't bear the sight of anyone. They are annoying," he grumbled.

"You mean I am annoying too?"

"You're not anyone. You're my wife. I don't refer you as anyone, my wife," he said. "Do I have to show you? What about we do..."

"No, just go. Don't waste any more time," I said and helped him wear his shirt. He was doing it too lazily as if he was going to leave sixty years later.

"I need to take the necklace with me," he said.

"Oh right... Let me take it off," I said and started to get the hook. But he grabbed my hand suddenly.

"Now that I think about it... You better come with me."

"What? Are you sure? Won't I be..."

"Why will the queen be a nuisance?"

I narrowed my gaze at him. "How are you so sure I was going to say 'nuisance'?"

"You use it a lot, more than you call my name," he shrugged.

"Well... Anyway, let's go then. I haven't been to the magic tower either," I said quickly before he started to lecture me about how I always let myself down. He was not wrong about it. But no matter how much I tried, I never could get over the things I was called in my family. I was always like a useless tool to them.

"Where is the dagger that I gave you?" he asked.

"Under my dress. I hid it well," I said and showed him how I tied it with a belt against my right thigh.

He pressed his thumb on his lips and the way he did it... I just wanted to die for a moment. Even if anyone had the strongest heart, they would not be able to handle this intense amount of handsomeness.

"..."

"What? Is something wrong? Does it look weird? Should I..."

"No, keep it like that," he said. His ears were red. It was not hot enough in the room to make him like that. Was it because I showed my thigh? My goodness... This time the one blushing the hardest was me.

"If that silver punk annoys you, stab him and as I said, twist it to the left. If you twist it to the right, you might hurt yourself, so remember the right direction."

"Why would I do that? You're talking as if we're going to a war."

"Annoying ones are not supposed to walk on the same path as us. If anyone annoys you, just go ahead and stab them. Are you worrying about... Don't worry; I'll take care of the dead body."

"..."