The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"So, according to your theory, the wolf you saved seven years ago was Evelyn and the person who took her from there was me?"

"Yes," she said. "And for some reason, perhaps because it was a bit cold, you wrapped me in the blanket. Well, that's not the point, even though it's cute. So I think that was the first time you saw me."

"..."

"Say something."

"Did you figure it by yourself?"

"I learned about things from Luc and you, and then I guessed the rest."

"Why are you so smart?"

"What?"

"Marry me."

"I am your wife. What's wrong with you?"

For a moment, perhaps I had lost the sense of thinking. How could she think of all that by herself? Even thought it was just an assumption, how could it all be true?

"So based on your reaction, I guess I'm right, right?" she said.

"... I wanted to tell you later," I muttered.

"Are you upset that I found out?"

"No, of course not. I was just... Yeah, that was the first time I saw you and that day, I decided to make you my mate."

"Just like that?"

"Hm? Yeah."

"That's weird. I mean, I just helped your sister. That can't possibly be the only reason, can it?"

I scratched my head. I did not think she would find out this quickly. But now that she did, I needed to explain everything to her. She had a right to know after all.

"Let me tell you from the beginning," I said. "You're right that because of the Alpha bloodline, she was able to enter your world. And it was out of curiosity as well. But then when we could not find her, everyone went nuts. We tried to find her everywhere. Evelyn once told me that she wanted to see the human world herself and visit different places.

I told her it's impossible since she was quite reckless back then. Well, she still is... Anyway, I guessed that she might be in your world. So I went to look for her. As she is one of my kind, I could trace her through her smell. And then I saw you there as well.

You were asleep. My sister had woken up by then and she had almost healed as well. You see, werewolves heal pretty quickly, especially if the wounds are small."

"But her wounds weren't small. They were dangerous type," she said quickly.

"That much is nothing for a werewolf," I chuckled. "After she healed, she went back to her previous form. But as she was in another world, even though she had mostly healed, her body was weak. She told me that you helped her. You were beautiful even for a kid, so I looked at your sleeping face for a while. Then I wrapped you in the blanket and waited."

"Waited? Why?"

"Because... I wanted to see you properly. I wanted to thank you. I would perhaps say that it was my pet wolf and then thank you for saving her."

"So you waited until I woke up?"

"Yeah."

"But you didn't come out," she said.

"Well, that's because..."

Suddenly I was feeling more embarrassed. I had been practicing telling her about it for a long time, but now I was feeling like I should just disappear.

"Can't you tell me?"

"No, it's not that... Ugh, how should I say this? It's embarrassing."

She laughed all of a sudden. "That's good. It's always me who is embarrassed, now it's quite satisfying to see you like this."

"At least, you're enjoying," I muttered. "Well, I wanted to thank you when you wake up. But... when you woke up, your..."

"I had drools on my face?"

"No, not that. It's just... your eyes..."

"My eyes? Were there eye boogers?" she asked.

"Your eyes were too pretty that for a moment, I forgot how to process my brain and I could not get myself to be in front of you, because you were just a kid yet I was thinking of making you my mate because I liked your eyes more than normal and you also had a cute face that I could not resist having that kind of thought and now I'm feeling like a pervert, but trust me, I would not do anything that time and that's why I waited all this time so you wouldn't think of me as a pervert and I'm very embarrassed right now, so please don't look at me and forgive me if I've truly been a pervert!" I blurted out.

"... Whoa, that was a pretty messed up yet perfectly organized thought. I don't even know how that's possible, but not bad," she said. "Well, to think that you wanted to make me your mate because you liked my eyes is a bit weird..."

"It's not just that. The first thing was eyes, but then I came to like more things about you- like your smile, your little nose, your red face, your long hair, the way you eat..."

"The way I eat?"

"Not just that. I like your tongue as well."

"... My tongue?"

"I came to like it recently since it feels good to entangle mine with yours," I said.

"... I don't want to know what you like about me. I don't think I'll ever ask, but I'm glad you didn't say..."

"I like your breasts too. They are pretty and soft. The nipples are good to..."

"Shut up!" she pressed her palm over my mouth. "I want to sleep. Let's sleep."

"Only if you tell me if you think of me as a pervert or not," I said removing her hand from over my mouth.

"You're a pervert."

"... How can you say that to me with a straight face?"

"I mean, the things you talk about, it's the attitude of a pervert. But as you're like this only with me, I don't care if you're a pervert. You're my husband after all."

'You're an angel.'

"Marry me."

"I'm your wife."

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