The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"You are back," I muttered as I entered the dining hall for lunch. I instantly noticed how beautiful she looked. It was hard to take my eyes off her.

"Well, I am not going to stay there forever," she chuckled. "Come on quickly. I am starving!"

"Even if you are starving, you are going to eat like a bird again," I mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing. How did everything go?"

"Good. Everything went very smoothly," she replied, grinning. "Where is my broccoli bowl?"

"Here it is, Your Highness."

She started eating the broccoli first. She had a strange love for broccolis. Every time, whether it was breakfast, lunch, or dinner, she would have a bowl of broccoli. I did not understand how someone could like broccoli that much.

"I am really very hungry today! I don't know why..."

"In that case, the chef is going to be happy. He has been trying his hardest to make you hungry. He even brewed you that tea with the dish cleaner smell."

"According to him, it will bring my appetite back," she said, taking a sip of watermelon juice. "Well, it did since I just wanted to eat something to get that taste off my mouth. It was disgusting, to be honest. Even the chef said that the disgusting taste would help with my appetite."

"That guy is very weird."

"He is a good cook and a very cheerful guy. I like him. He has quite the fatherly charm."

"Yeah, fatherly," I mumbled. It did not matter if she saw someone as her father or brother or whatever. It was fine as long as I was the only one she had romantic feelings for. I was very petty actually. It was not hard for me to understand so, however, I did not really wish to change that part of me.

She ate more than usual. I was slightly more satisfied than before. After lunch, we went to the library, so we could work and chat.

Most of our work involved checking the reports made by our employees, making sure there was no mistake and then signing them. Then, we had to check various solutions suggested for different problems and sign them if we agreed, or not sign them so they would come up with something new after another meeting.

We also needed to see the funds and the expenditure to see if any money was smuggling or used in the wrong way. The spies reported to us regularly to keep the political figures in check. The work was endless.

My wife's and my work were pretty much the same things. We just shared it among ourselves. I could do all the work by myself if she did not want to work. But she insisted.

To be honest, it would be hard for me. But I did not care. Nothing truly mattered only if she stayed by my side.

She told me everything that happened during her visit to the knights and then the academy while writing furiously on a parchment. I was signing the documents I had already checked as I listened to her.

"I mean, why would parents even discuss those things in front of their kids? Isn't that weird? That girl is just five! Oh my...! That's just not okay!"

"What do you expect from a couple who don't even get along well? I believe sharing a room is very important for a couple," I said. "Even if they don't have sex frequently, what's wrong with just sleeping next to each other? I don't even need to know them personally to get how great they treat their child. Yes, a person can be a good parent even if they are not a good partner. But that's very rare.

And nobles usually leave their kids to nannies. It's very obvious why they would discuss these kinds of things in front of their kids. They don't even acknowledge their kids' presence."

"That's so sad... Trust me, I am gonna make sure our kid grows up with us by its side, even if we are very busy when we have a kid. Kids should not grow up that way. They should not leave with their nannies only. Parents need to be there. They need to spend time with their kids.

We are gonna do that, okay?"

"Sure," I nodded.

She was very fixated on having a child one day. I did not mind. Though I was worried about what kind of parent I would be or if I would be able to handle the responsibility or I would be able to give enough affection to the child, I still wanted to take the risk with her. My parents were very bad parents.

Perhaps I would not be bad parents as long as I avoided the things my parents did which had made me feel left out. Alongside that, I would just follow my wife's lead. She would be a great parent, I just knew it.

She was more cheerful than usual. Was it because she spent so much time with kids? She liked kids, so it was possible.

But I was not that happy. I was worried about her choice. She wanted to go to Lacuna with Luc, but I did not want her to. I did not want her to put her life in danger for anything.

I knew what she wanted to do and I was sure that she would not move from her point. But I did not want to give up either. Losing her was not an option for me.

"Ah, I completely forgot," she suddenly said and reached out to the hidden pocket of her dress. "Haha, I even got candies from the kids! Wanna have some?"

I took two from her and unwrapped one before putting it in my mouth. "It's cinnamon flavor."

"Cinnamon? Ruby got a cinnamon flavor too. Mine one is orange. I got a lemon flavor too," she muttered. "You like sweets, so I saved them for you."

"Thank you," I chuckled.

'She really is happy today.'

She started working again. I observed her face for a while before getting back to work as well.

Both of us did not have the habit to talk too much while working. If one was done earlier, they would wait for the other one to finish. If I finished early, I usually hugged her or massaged her shoulders and sometimes kissed her. If she finished early, she would massage my shoulders and give me a peck on the cheek.

When I was done, it was almost eight. She was still checking some documents, yawning frequently. I stood up and left the library. I came back with a blanket and wrapped it around her. The air was a bit chilly.

"Thank you," she smiled faintly.

"You are welcome," I said and hugged her sideways, sitting beside her.

"You like to do this a lot, huh?" she chuckled, not looking away from the documents.

"Yeah," I mumbled. "I just love to be close to you."

Her scent was very addicting. The side of her neck where my lips were pressed had that very addictive scent. I wanted to touch her more, lick her... If I nibbled her just a bit, perhaps I would be able to calm down a bit. I opened my mouth, touching the side of her neck with my teeth.

"I am done!" she exclaimed. "Huh? What were you doing?"

She touched the side of her neck, rubbing the place as I pulled back. "Is it over?" I asked coldly.

"Hmm, but what's with your mood? You were... Ahh..."

She clutched the front of my shirt tightly as I made her sit on the table by her waist. "Dem... Not here...," she mumbled slowly.

"No one will come here," I said.

"But..."

"Don't ask anything else. I am dying here."

She stared at me with her enchanting blue eyes. Whenever I gazed into those eyes, I felt at peace. I grabbed her by the nape and pressed my lips to hers. Her legs were spread on both of my sides. I held her right downer thigh and pulled her towards me.

"Haa..."

"In this way, you will be returning to the bedroom naked," I said.

"... Not that... I don't want that..."

I bit my upper lip to control myself and then took a deep breath. For me, holding back was like hell. Werewolves had a hard time controlling themselves. It was harder for Alphas. It was the reason sometimes I feared I would force her into doing something she did not want. I did not want to force her.

She was my wife. Sexually forcing someone was pretty disgusting, but sometimes, my instincts almost led me that way. I did not feel like that towards anyone else, just her. It was pretty scary from time to time.

"Let's go to the bedroom," I said.

She glanced at me for a moment before nodding. "But the papers..."

"I have already told the beta. He will organize everything."