(From Blue's Perspective)
"Yes, werewolves," he said. "We are born werewolves because our parents are werewolves. We can't turn anyone by biting or casting curses or sothing like that."
"That ans if the parents are werewolves, the child will be a werewolf as well?" I asked.
"Well, that's usually the case. But a werewolf and a human can also create a werewolf, though there are so factors to consider. The human has to be the werewolf's mate," he explained.
"Mate? Is it like so kind of goddess chooses a particular werewolf for a werewolf?"
"Yes, it's like that."
"Can two humans ever make a werewolf?"
"No. It's not possible," he said. "Anyway, so, when we turn eighteen, we find our mate."
"Ok," I said, puzzled as to why he had brought here in the first place. He was twenty-four; he surely had a mate. Then why did he have to bring here? "So, a werewolf can have a werewolf mate only, right?"
"Yes," he replied. It was clear now. He had a mate and he had brought , God knew why. But what if his mate was dead? Then perhaps that was the reason he wanted to marry . But I was not his mate.
He said that a werewolf and a human could make werewolf children as well. But then how did they do it if the human was not the werewolf's mate? There must be a reason. But did I want to be his mate? I guess ti would tell.
"Then why am I here? I'm not your mate. You must have a mate, right? You're older than eighteen. You surely have found your mate," I said before I could stop myself.
"I'm the Alpha which ans I'm the king of the werewolves. After my father's death, I have been the king being the oldest son. And the kings have a chance to choose their own mate. They can choose any mateless werewolf or even a human," he said.
"But why haven't you chosen soone before? I an, why wait this long?"
"I waited for you to co to age," he replied.
"What?"
"I told you I know you for a very long ti. If I want to make you my mate, you need to be eighteen first to mark you. You'll be eighteen in two days, so I thought it's ti."
"Mark ?"
"Mark you and make you my mate. You'll see how it works."
"What will happen if you mark ?"
"Then no one can take you away from . You'll be mine fully," he said. He pronounced the word 'mine' with too much force and determination which gave the idea that no one could ever take sothing away from him if it was his.
"But why ? I'm just a human. You could have any werewolf as your mate. They are strong and more gorgeous as well," I said.
"But I don't want them. I want you."
"Why?"
"There are a lot of reasons, but the main reason is what you'll find out later. The reason is sweet, Blue," he said, smiling slightly.
The way he looked, he did not seem to be the person who would smile and talk friendly. It felt strange.
"Well, since you're the king..."
"You're going to be the Queen."
"I wasn't about to say that," I murmured while drooling over the prospect of becoming Queen. A queen and ? It seed to be impossible. I was sure I would never be able to believe that until I truly beca the Queen. "I was about to ask, as you're the King, then do you live in a castle or sothing like that?"
"Yes, I live in a castle. It's huge. You're going to love it."
"Is there Motte? I an, an earthen mound with a flat top?"
"No. The castle is on plain land. A Motte-and-bailey castle is a European fortification. Ours is not like that," he said.
His words made believe that he, too, knew a lot about things. It made happy in a way. At the very least, he would understand what I was saying, whereas the majority of people assud I was insane because of everything I said.
"What about a gatehouse?"
"Yes, we have a gatehouse. It's important for security."
"Moat?"
"Yes, our castle is surrounded by a moat. There is a bridge that leads inside. It's the only entrance. The moat is filled with water and makes it hard for invaders to try to enter," he said.
"You have a great hall, right?"
"Every castle has a great hall. Sotis it's in a separate building. In that case, it's called a hall house. But ours is in the castle. That's where the dinner party for you will be held."
"For ?"
"When you will be the queen, we will invite other kings and queens here in our castle for dinner. It's tradition," he said.
"Oh, right," I said. It was weird to think of myself as a queen. "Can I ask you sothing?"
"Just ask , Blue. You don't have to ask for my permission."
"Um... I'll turn eighteen in two days. Then when will..."
"Two days later. I don't want to waste any more ti," he replied without letting finish. He did that a lot. It gave an odd feeling that he could read my mind.
"Oh ok."1
"Do you want to ask anything else?"
"Well, there is another thing..."
"Spill out."
"Are you marrying only to have kids?" I blurted out and held my breath, without eting his gaze.
"Look at , Blue," he said, in an icy and calm voice.
I looked up at him, my lips slightly trembling as I tried to apologize. However, he pressed his finger to my lips, causing to shudder even more.
"I'm marrying you because I want you to be my wife. Kids are not my concern at this ti. My concern is you and that's all," he said calmly.
"Ok. That's all. I'll ask more when questions will co to my mind. Right now, it feels weird, but sowhat clear."
"I expected you to ask about my werewolf."
"You will tell ?" I asked. I wanted to ask him a lot of questions about it, but I could not. I assud it would be inappropriate or sothing. I felt strange asking him questions, especially after he said he was the king. I feared that he would be offended and punish .
"If you really want to know, I'll tell you."
"So you can turn into a wolf?"
"Werewolves can turn into a wolf. But as I'm the Alpha, I turn into a much more terrifying creature. It's still a wolf, but a lot bigger and different looking," he said.
"Will you show ?"
"I'm frightening."
"I don't care. I just want to see it. I an, I've seen wolves before. I just want to see how much different you look from them."
"You saw wolves before?"
"Yes. Well, there was a wolf that was possibly shot by a hunter. I took it to the veterinarian. Because of that...1"
I could not finish. The mory of being beaten up by Draven ca back to . I could not just tell him that. I would look weak.
He did not ask anything about it as well. I was grateful for it. Rather, he even had enough sense to change the subject.
"My wolf is quite tall. I'm tall as well, but he's massive. And it's black in color. Given the color of my fur on my hand, you might have guessed."
I gave a nod. "So, one of these days, I'll show you what my wolf looks like. It's difficult to look at him because he's so terrifying. But you're brave, aren't you? I'm sure you are. I know you're not going to back down."
His words were soothing. Except for myself, no one has ever called brave. It sounded strange, but it was also too good for my ears to bear.
"Are you ready to go to the castle then?" he asked.
"Yes."
He stood up and helped to my feet. I noticed he was always holding my hand, and I was not at all bothered by it. In so ways, it felt good. It was as if his touch made feel safe as if no one could ever hurt if I was with him.
"Your family is there too, right?" I asked nervously.
"Yes. They are waiting for you."
"They know about ?"
"They do. Not only them, but the whole kingdom is waiting for you," he said. "They are waiting for their Queen."
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