The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"I don't think you understand, my wife. You have no idea what kind of horrible thoughts are going through my head," I said. "It's not just bad personality. It's twisted and rotten to the core."

"How do you know that? How do you know that it's twisted? If you know that your thoughts are twisted, don't you think it's strange? If you truly were a twisted person, you shouldn't have understood it. You would think as if it's normal behavior, yet you are able to separate your twisted thoughts. Think about it, Dem.

It's not possible if you're... I'm not saying that you're a good person. I'm just saying that you're not evil," she said.

"Huh? You know nothing," I mumbled. She knew nothing about what I wanted. How would she feel when she would find out that I wanted to lock her up so she would not be able to leave? How would she react knowing that I wanted to keep her all to myself, somewhere where only I would be able to lay my eyes on her?

"Perhaps I don't. And let's say that you are a twisted person with a bad personality and you don't want a kid like you. And I don't want a kid at this moment. But I'm okay if it happens after some time. Now what? What will we do?" she said.

"Then will we stay away from each other because of this? I mean, we won't do it?"

"... You don't want to do it with me?" I asked.

"It's not that. Of course, it's not the case. I don't want... us to stay separate."

"Then no matter what happens, I won't stay away from you," I said. There was no way I would be able to keep myself away from her. I had been waiting all those years for her. It was not to get separated. It was so I could have her, kiss her, touch her, and embrace her whenever and however I wanted.

"But then..."

"Yes, I don't want a child and neither do you. But you see, you're a human. So, it's almost impossible for you to conceive my child anyway."

"W-What? But no one... told me that," she muttered in shock.

"I know. It's because I forbid them from doing so. My lovely wife, I know you so well," I said. "If you found out about it, what would you do? You and I both know what you would do, don't we?"

"... I don't understand at all..."

"You do," I chuckled bitterly. "You won't want to marry me. It's not because you want a child badly, rather you won't want me to be heirless. Is that right, my wife?"

"It's..."

"A werewolf can only have a child with their mate. They can't even mate with another werewolf who is not their mate. Because if they do, they are punished by the Moon Goddess. It's death. They cough up blood, a lot of blood, and then it's the end," I said. "You know this, don't you?"

She kept silent. I had heard her talking to her personal maid about this. That maid of hers told her everything.

"Dem, why didn't you tell me this?" she asked.

"Because you would want to leave me," I said. "I intended to keep it hidden at least until our wedding. But then, I didn't think I would need to tell you this any time soon as you were taking pregnancy-preventing medicine."

"... Then tell me one thing. Just because you like me, you chose me?"

"Yes."

"Hah, I don't have anything. Dem, I can't even get you... Just why did you have to choose me? Because you like me? Oh please, give it a break. Choosing someone for a lifetime is not as simple as saying the word 'like'," she said.

"I don't know how to answer this. I don't know exactly what I feel about you. It's difficult, almost impossible to describe. And what if you don't have anything? Let's say that you don't have beauty, power, anything. So what?

Who cares about those shallow things? In my eyes, it's just you. I don't care about beauty, power, or anything; I can see you, and you only. It's you, or none," I said. "And as it's almost impossible for you to have my child, we can still do it. And if anything happens, we can always take care of it."

"Take care of it? You don't mean..."

"You know what I mean."

"But it's a kid," she said.

"My wife, I don't care about anyone but you. If only you don't leave me, I'll do whatever you want. Just tell me what is it you want, but don't tell me to stay away from you. If you want to have a child, I'll not kill it. And if you don't, then let me get my way. But for that, you have to tell me what is it you want," I said.

"I... Alright, we'll leave it up to fate then," she said. "If I get pregnant any day, we'll keep the child."

"Alright. As you want, my wife," I said and kissed her on the forehead. "By the way, there is a thing I wanted to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Let's go to the garden."

"What? Why?"

"The mood in this room is not quite right," I grumbled.

"... I don't understand you at all."

"Though I'm a bit disappointed, it's quite amusing to surprise you," I said. "Wear something light then. It's quite hot today. The days are hot these days and nights are cold."

"That's how it's supposed to be," she muttered as she went to the closet to choose a dress.

"Let me help you get ready."

"How will you help me? I'll just put on a dress. The braid is still okay, so... You can wait outside. There is no need to call Ruby as well," she said.

"What about I help you put it on?"

"Huh?"

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