The Werewolf King's Bride Chapter 78: Dangerous Desire

(From Detrius's Perspective)

"You better not go back on your words," I said. Even though I asked her to stay with for a mont, I ant forever. I always wanted her by my side. Perhaps it was a dangerous thing to think, but I could not help it. I needed her. And if she wanted to leave , I was planning on tying her to so she could never leave.

'I'm crazy. What am I even thinking? But I still want you- all of you.'

"I won't," she said. "But now, wear sothing. It's..."

"What's wrong? It's normal for a couple to be naked in front of each other," I said.

"Yeah, but... it's weird," she mumbled.

"Alright," I said. Unlike other tis, I did not tease her. It would be precise to say that I could not bring myself to do so.

The thought of her finding out about my dark desire was scary. What if she got scared? I did not want her to be scared of . I wanted her to be happy beside . For so reason, I had been having a feeling that I had told her sothing last night that I was not ant to let her know. What if I told her sothing crazy?

What if she was pretending to be okay while she was scared?

At this mont, I wanted to read her mind. I needed to know what was going on inside her head. But I could not just ask her to take the necklace off when I was the one who told her to wear it all the ti to respect her privacy.

And there was nothing I could do about my desire as well. Every mont, every minute, every second, she was always inside my head. It was like I could not live a single mont without thinking about her. It had been like this since the first ti I t her. For so reason, I had always found myself dangerously attached to her. But since she ca here, the situation got worse.

I did not want to let her out of my eyesight even for a mont, but so she would not find out about it, I pretended to be okay with her going places.

She must not feel the sa way. She might like , but there was no way she thought about every single mont. My situation was not normal. Perhaps that was why I was more and more anxious about her finding out about it.

Whenever she left my side, I would feel like suffocating. And the worst thing was I was not even trying to get better. I just wanted to stay the sa even if it hurt.

It had gotten to the point that even if she told she did not want anymore; I would still keep looking at her. It was as if there was no one who could replace her. And if she wanted to kill , I would invite her in with open arms.

"Dem?"

"Huh?"

"You are squeezing . I can't breathe," she said and I noticed just then that I was hugging her too tightly. I let go of her quickly. She touched the side of my cheek and rubbed her palm against it. "What's wrong? You know you can tell anything."

'I thought I could too, but I'm afraid I can't let you know about this.'

"Just thinking about sothing," I said.

"Sothing that you want?" she asked innocently.

"Yeah, sothing I want. Sothing I really want all to myself, sothing I can't let go," I muttered as I leaned against her palm.

"Don't worry, you'll have it all to yourself," she said as if she was sure of it. How could even she know that I was talking about her? "Don't worry anymore."

I chuckled. "My wife can take all my worries away," I mumbled.

'Yes, you really can take my worries away. Just be with and everything will be alright. I want nothing more than you.'

"Now wear sothing. The maids will be here..."

She could not finish as there was a knock on the door. "They are here. Get dressed then," she said.

While getting dressed, I noticed that I had ripped her dress completely. There were even a lot of bruises on her skin. It was my fault to hurt her like that, but even then, she behaved as if nothing happened and it was just a usual night for us.

Was it because she was used to being hurt all the ti? Or was it because she did not want to feel guilty? But in any way, I did not like it. I wanted her to be honest with . I knew her body was hurting even if she refused to admit it.

"I asked for only your personal maid. Is that okay?"

"Yeah. I was worried that you've asked for more maids. But it's okay if it's her," she smiled.

"You don't feel comfortable around other maids? You know I can always change them," I said.

"No, no, there is no need," she shook her hands quickly. "I just... Well, Ruby is really trustworthy and she is nice to be with. I can talk freely with her."

"You can talk to her freely only?"

"Yeah, she is amazing," she said.

"Only her?"

"What do you an? Don't tell ... Why are you even comparing yourself with her? You're my husband and she is my personal maid. I can't believe this. You're so childish," she laughed.

"... Yeah, yeah. You're so an to and now you're laughing," I mumbled.

"Are you seriously doing this? Ha, ha... You're too funny!" she laughed again.

The thought that I made her laugh made feel strange. It happened every ti she smiled at or laughed or teased . To be the reason for her laughter made think that perhaps I had gotten her heart already. The way her eyes squinted when she laughed and her adorable wheezing made smile.

'Hah, I really am lucky that I found you, ain't I?'

"Then I'll wait outside," I said.

"You can stay if you want to," she said, "unless you want to go out."

"It's not that. I just need so air. This room is suffocating," I said.

"Okay then. I'll co out as soon as I'm done," she smiled.

It was not the truth. It was not the room that was suffocating; rather it was my guilt that made feel like this. I had never felt like this before. It was not like I had never hurt anyone. I had killed a lot of people like flies and on the battlefield, I never batted an eye before slashing through the enemies. But when it ca to her, even if I hurt her just a bit, it was hard to forgive myself.

I kissed her on the forehead. It was hard for to touch her. It was not like I did not want to. It was more like I was afraid that I might hurt my fragile wife. Her skin, as soft as cream and as white as snow- I did not want to see any scars on her beautiful skin.

"You're behaving strange, you know that?" she said.

"Am I?" I muttered.

"Hmm," she mumbled. "Don't worry about . I'm not much hurt, you know. So, don't feel guilty at all."

"Get ready," I said.

"You're ignoring whatever I say about it," she said. "You know, you don't have to..."

"Stop it, Blue," I said coldly. "If you keep saying sothing like this, I don't want to listen anymore then. I don't like to listen to nonsense."

"... I'm sorry," she mumbled, looking down.

"Stop apologizing! I... I don't want to see you like this!" I yelled. "Just get ready. And don't say you're sorry one more ti or that it's not my fault or it doesn't hurt. If you always behave like everything's alright, how will I find out?

I can't even read your mind now! No, don't tell that you will take it off for . Just tell if you don't like sothing or you don't want sothing. And tell if anyone hurt you including . Don't just say that it's alright!"

I knew I was being too angry, but I could not help it. Why did she always have to apologize for sothing she had not done? Why did she always have to say she was okay? Was I still a stranger to her that she could not say what she truly felt?

"Get ready. I'll be outside," I said. "After returning to the castle, I will summon the doctor."

"There is no..."

"Shut up!"

She flinched. "You will have your body checked up by the doctor. And I don't want to hear you say no," I said.

"... Okay," she mumbled.

I sighed. I truly was getting too much angry. She looked like she was frightened. I did not want to yell at her like this. I could not bear it anymore. I left without looking back.