The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"B-Blood?" she stuttered.

"Hmm, it's just a matter of personal fascination, I suppose," I said. "I can control the blood within someone's body; like I can speed up the flow, or slow it down, or turn it off completely."

"But if you do that..."

"Yes, if I turn the flow off, they will die right away, or suffer from a heart attack," I said. "Isn't it amazing?"

"... Amazing?"

"Are you scared, my wife?"

"It's not like..."

"You are," I said, cutting her off. "Look at how your small hand is shaking. But why are you scared? Haven't I reassured you enough that I will not hurt you? You are the only person I will never hurt. I love you after all."

"Do you use this power a lot?" she asked.

"Not if I don't need to," I shrugged. "It's kinda easy to use and sometimes, the power just gets out of myself unconsciously. It happens if one of my emotions takes over my other emotions. It can be anything. It happened only once though. I was very angry that time and my power just kind of exploded a bit.

Ten people died on the spot."

She trembled as soon as I said it. She might say that she was not scared, but she was. Scaring her sometimes was fun, and other times, I wished she was not scared. This time, I did not know what I wanted.

"King Ford is an Alpha and a dark mage at the same time. But before he is a dark mage, he is an Alpha. His father was an Alpha and though his mother had black mana in her, she was not a dark mage. She just absorbed a dark mage's power by killing them since she has black eyes. That's why his Alpha power is his main power. He can control fire by the way," I said.

"The King of Mazazine can control snow. It's weird, but that's his power. The King of Lacuna can control plants. I heard the princess of Lacuna has the same power. And the King of Ataraxia can control water. And here I am.

I can control blood. We have the same amount of power, no more and no less."

"You guys are really powerful," she mumbled though she still was scared.

"I have another power. I think I have it because I have black eyes. I mean, Alpha blood plus black eyes- I think this combination made this unique power," I said.

"What is it?"

"Hmm... I can show you."

"You can? Is it dangerous? I don't want you to torture someone just to show me your power?" she asked and sat up, looking straight at me.

"It doesn't work always. I need to remain calm and concentrate to make it work. That's why it's not that useful during wars and fights when you are hot-tempered," I said. "I have tried to make sure that I can use it during fights too. But it's just impossible. I need to focus too much.

If I do that during a war, I will get stabbed. And I don't need to torture someone to show you this power. What kind of person do you think I am?"

"..."

"I understand," I chuckled. "Don't worry. I really won't torture someone."

"So, how will you show me? It's not that dangerous, right? You won't get hurt if you use that, right? I think... What the...?"

She fell back on the bed and tried to move her hands and legs, only to be kept in place by an invisible force.

"Hm? Can you feel it?" I asked, grinning as I hovered on top of her.

"I can't move my body... Dem, it's weird. I am scared..."

"Should I keep you like this for a while?"

"No, I am scared! Free me! It's weird..."

"Alright," I said and freed her.

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"Huh? That's really...," she gasped and moved her hands and legs as if to make sure that she really could move her body. "Why didn't you tell me about those before?"

"I was a bit worried that you will get scared if I told you about all of these at once. That's why I waited until you ask me about them yourself," I said.

"This kind of power..."

"Don't think too much now. I told you everything you wanted to know. Now, go to sleep. You are not getting out of the bed before ten."

"I have swordsmanship practice..."

"Skip it."

"I can't. Perita said it's not okay to skip swordsmanship lessons. It will be bad for my development," she said, shaking her head.

"Then reschedule it in the evening or something," I said. "It's too late at night. You need enough sleep."

"Mm, okay, I will," she said slowly.

"Come here then," I said and opened my arms. She hugged me and relaxed as I rubbed her back gently.

'Why is she so small? Is it normal? She is eighteen. Then why is she this small? It feels like she will break down at any moment.'

After I got married, I developed the habit of hugging my wife while sleeping. I just needed to at least hold her hand or something to fall asleep. It was like I was afraid that if I did not hold her, she would blend into the darkness of the night. My habit of hugging her was the reason I wore a robe tonight.

I usually did not wear anything since we did it almost every night. If I had to wear something, it would be my underwear at most.

I needed to hug her and if I hugged her while wearing only my underwear, we would get too close and I would get excited. She just had that kind of effect on me. But she was on her period now. It would be a problem if I got aroused right now.

She fell asleep very quickly. Even though she kept denying it, she was working very hard. It was true that the amount of work she was dealing with was less than mine. But that did not mean the amount was little at all. I was experienced, so it took me less time. But that was not the case for her.

She learned about the work-related matters here recently. It was surprising enough that she could start working this quickly and also deal with more than ten percent of the work.

I closed my eyes as well, holding her as close to me as possible. Whenever I closed my eyes, various thoughts would flood into my mind. It was like they were waiting for the time I would get free from all other work and relax.

When my wife told me that she could trace black mana, I got a ray of hope thinking that perhaps I was still under control a bit. King Ford had told us that I was not under control now, but I hoped that I was, even just a bit. Blue could trace the black mana that even the head mage of the duchy could not. I had a feeling that even Luc would not be able to trace that small amount of mana.

After she woke up, I wished she would tell me that she could see a few strings of black mana around me as well and would like to cut the strings. As long as it would not hurt her, she was allowed to free me from the dark mage's grasp.

But I was disappointed. She did not say anything. I had noticed her looking at me with concentration a few times. But then, she would always sigh and look away.

I did not need to hear from her to know what happened. She was disappointed as well because she also wished that I was under a dark mage's control and because of that, my thoughts were messed up.

Both of us were disappointed greatly. There was not a single ounce of doubt that I was the real me right now. My thoughts were only mine. They were not controlled by anyone or anything. Then it meant that these messed-up thoughts belonged to me only. There was no one else to blame.

It was surprising that she still behaved as usual and looked as if she did not have much of a problem even if my real self was twisted. She was ready to accept me it seemed.

"Sometimes I pity you that your fate got entangled with someone like me," I muttered as I touched her face gently. "Perhaps you would have been happier if you were someone else's wife. But what can I do? I am just so selfish. I still can't let you go."