The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"In the presence of the moon goddess, I announce you officially mates," the priest said.

The room got filled with clapping noise and laughter, but I did not care for any of that. I securely wrapped my arms around her. She looked as if she was about to fall. Even though her beauty was shining tonight, her face was pale and filled with terror.

"You're trembling," I said.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled.

"Stop apologizing for everything. It's not your fault in the first place. It was supposed to be painful," I said, irritably. "Does the place hurt anymore?"

She shook her head. I sighed. In the world of werewolves, they congratulate through cards. And besides, when it was concerned with the Royal family, they could not talk to them whenever they wanted.

During the feast, she was not talking as well, and for some reason, she was not thinking about anything properly. One moment she was thinking if she was going to die, the next moment, she was wondering why she was trembling too much.

Another sigh escaped my mouth. If tonight was supposed to go as it was supposed, she needed to calm down first. For this, I did not want to tell her about the rituals. If she had not known about them beforehand, she would not feel like this at this moment.

"Do you know that you've received a lot of gifts for our wedding, my wife?"

She flinched and pouted at me. "Why?"

"What do you mean why? It's our wedding, so isn't it natural to receive gifts?"

"No, that's not what I meant. I mean, why are you calling me that?"

"Calling you what- my wife?"

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She nodded shyly with her face flushed. "You shouldn't call me that... I have a name. You should call me by my name."

"But you're my wife. Why can't I call you that?" I asked.

"People call their wives by name," she replied.

"People do that, but my wife, did you forget that I'm a werewolf?"1

"Still..."

"What still? I'll call you whatever I want. I can call you 'wife', I can call you Blue, I can call you baby, darling, sweetheart, little bird..."

She pressed her palm over my mouth to stop me. Her rosy face looked even more adorable at this point.

"God, stop it," she mumbled. "What if someone hears you?"

"So what? You're my wife. I can talk to my wife whenever I want and about whatever I want," I replied, removing her hand from my mouth.

"You're being immature."

"Immature? What about I become mature tonight? I can..."

"Mother, the hairpin looks good on you," she said, looking at Mother with a sudden smile on her face.

So she was going to use this technique now... Not to worry, I would get more time to tease her after the feast.

"Is that so, dear? I got this made last week for the wedding only. If you want one, I can..."

"No, no need, Mother. Anyway, where is Ava? I can't see her," she said.

"I've put her to sleep," Evelyn replied. "She needs to go sleep early at night, or she will sleep all morning the next day."

"So is my son behaving nicely to you?" Mother whispered into her ear.

"You know, Mother, I can hear you," I said tiredly.

"Then pretend that you don't," Mother replied coldly.

"Yes, he is being really considerate," she replied. 'If you count teasing being considerate.'

My wife indeed thought and uttered completely different things. As her facial expression never betrayed her, I wondered if I would be able to understand her if I could not read minds. Perhaps it would take me some time to understand her.

I took a sip of my wine. She never drank before. Even if I had a desire to see her drunken state, tonight was not the time. I did not want her to get a blackout tonight. She needed to remember everything that was happening and that was going to happen next.

Mother, Evelyn, and Blue were chatting and laughing. Werewolves were glancing at her mostly, but even through all those stares, I could locate the poisonous of all.

Isaac was glaring more than usual at Blue with a smirk on his face as he drank his wine. And the thoughts he was having were even more disturbing.

'I just have to lay my hand on her. It's going to be fun stealing that king's wife from him. And besides, a human girl is weak. What defense can she possibly pull? Moreover, I'm not sure if she will be able to resist me if I flirt with her enough.'1

If I killed him and made it seem like an accident, no one would know, right? Though Mother would know it was me and my wife was not dumb as well, this thought needed to be fulfilled later. But I was going to make him pay for having these types of thoughts about my wife.

I glanced at Blue and found her frowning slightly, though it was not enough for Mother and Evelyn to notice. And it seemed like she noticed that bastard Isaac looking at her as well.

'That guy... What's wrong with his eyes? Why is he glancing at me like that? Do I have something on my face? Well, that look doesn't look innocent...'1

She was right- that look definitely was not innocent and he had such nasty things in his mind. But the best thing was- his plan would never see the light.

'Hey, don't do anything weird, Demetrius. I know you know what I'm thinking,' she said through her thoughts.

I could not help but let out a chuckle. My wife seemed to understand how I was a bit. Well, it was for the best and if I only had her on my side who would understand me, I would not need anyone else. After all, she was the best support I could get.

The kindness she showed all those years ago, how could I forget it just like that? For her, I was alive today. Was it not enough reason for me to like her and make her mine?

The feast ended with satisfied faces. I warned others not to make Blue feel uncomfortable in any way. That's why the female werewolves kept themselves away from her. She had calmed down after a long time- I could not afford to frighten her again with anything.

"You both shall return to your room now," Mother announced.

Blue turned bright red like a ruby instantly. 1She glanced down on her lap, avoiding everyone's gaze. Evelyn was shaking with laughter. I gave her a death glance to shut her stupid laughter. It was making Blue uncomfortable... though I wanted to tease her as well.

"Let's go now, my wife," I said into her ear.

"Everyone is looking at us, Dem," she mumbled. "It's embarrassing..."

Dem- did she just call me Dem? Why did it feel so special? And before I knew it, I had started to grin like a fool.

"Why are you grinning? Are you laughing at me?" she asked adorably, pouting her lips.

"Of course not. It's just it felt really good to hear you say my name."

"I always call you by your name. Hey, don't tell me you expect me to call you 'husband'..."

"Not my idea, but I won't mind if you call me that," I said.

"Will you stop teasing me?" she asked tiredly.

"Not a chance," I said. "Now let's go to our room, my wife."

Her flushed face came back and I could not help but feel like losing control at that moment. I grabbed her hand, being unable to stay here anymore.

"We'll take our leave then," I said. "Please enjoy your drinks."

"Enjoy your night!" Isaac said, way louder so the whole room could hear him.

The urge to grab his head and smack it against the wall was too much. Blue pressed my hand and bit on her lips with pleading eyes. Just for her, I let that filthy animal go.

I led her out of the great hall. On our way, she was overly quiet. Her ears were red, as well as her face. Quite a beauty she was at that moment...

I opened the door to my room. It was our room from then. Royal couples were not required to stay in the same room and most of them never did so. But I had never thought of staying in a separate room from her. Now that I got her, how could I let her stay away from me?