The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

Luc led us to a small room. There was a window right beside the table through which a pleasant breeze was coming in.

"Make yourself comfortable," Luc said.

I sat down on a chair at the table right while Luc sat down on the other side. Ezekiel stood behind me. It felt weird to sit down while someone was standing.

"You can sit down too, Ezekiel," I said.

"I am fine, Your Highness," he said in his usual cold voice.

"No, it's really alright. I won't feel good if you keep standing," I said.

"Alright, Your Highness," he said and sat down on a chair as well.

Luc had already opened the box of cookies I had brought for him. He asked if I wanted some tea, but I said no. Looking at the condition of this place, I was sure that my choice was a wise decision.

"Help yourself, Blue," Luc said with a smile. "Wow, these are good."

"I'm glad you like it," I said. "You should try them too, Ezekiel. They are freshly baked."

Ezekiel did not protest like before and took a red velvet cookie. He always looked gloomier for his age. Now that I thought about it, Demetrius always had a gloomy expression on his face too in front of others. But his expression was more like dangerous than gloomy.

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"Now tell me about everything," Luc said.

"Everything?" I asked.

"Like how you two met, how is married life and how is that always angry king," he said.

I told him of the night when we first met. It was great talking to Luc. He listened intently and always made weird expressions. But I could not say the same about Ezekiel. For some reason, I felt he was angry a bit. But why?

"So your family sold you that easily?" Luc asked in shock.

"They wanted to get rid of me in the first place," I shrugged.

"That's terrible," Luc muttered.

Yes, it was terrible. And I still had nightmares, remembering those horrible times. But there was no point in pitying me. I did not like to be sad thinking about that either. It was in the past. Even though the wounds were not healed, there were two things to do- heal the wound or ignore it.

Since I did not know how to heal them, the only thing I could do was ignore them.

Luc had pity in his eyes for me. I hated it. I did not want to be a matter of pity. It was not like I broke down in crying or looked like I was too sad about my past. Then why was he looking at me like that? Even in Ezekiel's eyes, there was pity besides anger.

The only person who never pitied me was my husband. And that was the reason, I was most comfortable with him. He always told me that I was brave and never for once pitied me. Yes, that was how I wished to be treated. A smile curved on my lips just thinking about him.

"But it's like kidnapping, isn't it?" Ezekiel said suddenly. I was brought out of my thoughts with a harsh pull.

"That's just like Demetrius," Luc chuckled.

"But kidnapping is not okay. It's forced," Ezekiel said. I did not know why he was getting so worked up on this.

"Well, I had the plan of escaping that night, but then he told me that there was no point as he would catch me eventually. Truth be told, I just wanted to escape from my family and live a happy life. I did not care about anything else. I thought he was going to take me as a slave. So I freaked out. But it turned out I was wrong.

He told me that he would make me his bride and he would not hurt me. That moment, his words were soothing. But more importantly, I knew I could not escape. So I decided to go with him. Then I found out he was telling the truth and I started to trust him. I think it was the best decision I ever made," I explained.

"So I don't think it's kidnapping since I did not try to escape. And even if it was, he had a good reason. He never hurt me, right? Rather he gave me a beautiful life."

"He is really different with you. Who thought that guy would only kidnap?" Luc laughed.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I thought he would just kill whoever came across him and bring you here then. But to think he was so gentle, that's really unbelievable. Ugh, only if I could see the look on his face... I would mock him for years then," Luc said. There was no doubt that Demetrius and Luc were good friends.

"So how is your married life? How does he treat you?" Luc asked. "I need to see how much different he is with you."

"Everything is going well," I said. "He treats me well. He took me out on a date too. Then he didn't have time. So we could not go again. But he promised to take me out again."

"Does he get angry?" he asked.

"Not with me. But I've seen him a bit angry," I said.

"How does he usually behave then?" Luc asked. He truly seemed to be interested. If I was right, he surely was gathering information to tease Demetrius later. In that case, I would be more than glad to help. Demetrius always kept teasing me. Then it would be my revenge.

'Haha, it will be fun to see Demetrius flustered. That will be my win!'

"He teases me a lot. Even with a simple matter," I said.

"That guy bullies you? Haha, that's too funny! Don't you bully him back?" Luc broke out in laughter.

"Of course, I do. I tease him too," I firmly said. Then I slowly added, "It's just he is a pro at it."