The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

I did not know what happened. I could only see my wife's hand moving faster than thunder and there was a clunk noise right beside my shoulder.

And when I realized what happened, I did not know how to react. My whole life, I was called the best fighter. I had been the mad wolf of the battlefield. Because of being to too many wars, my senses were very strong and I could move faster than anything. But perhaps I was proven wrong just now.

"What...," I mumbled as I looked around myself.

My wife was on the ground, looking on the other side of the floor with a horror stuck face. Her hand was over her mouth and a knife lay beside her.

"How did you..."

"I think... he is... d-dead," she mumbled. "Did... did I..."

After a few seconds when I regained my senses, I called the guards. They had no idea what happened. I noticed that my beta was standing a few feet away from us. He was as shocked as everyone else. It seemed like he could not believe what he had just seen. Even though it happened right in front of my eyes, even I could not believe it.

"How did you do it?" I asked as I bent in front of my wife who was looking around anxiously.

"I... I thought it would hit you...," she muttered. "Are you... a-alright?"

"I should be the one asking that. Jumping to act like that... What were you thinking?"

"You didn't... notice it... so, I thought..."

I sighed. These days I could not focus on anything much since my mind was filled with her only. I could only think about what to do so she would get better quickly. Today, I was going to check on her again to make sure that she ate her food properly since she never ate much.

While I was on my way, I found her coming to my office with the help of her personal maid. It was all alright until that moment when she suddenly warned me. Perhaps because I was so focused on her that I did not realize that someone tried to attack me with a silver knife from the other side of the floor. But she saw it and leaped forward before I could understand and hit the knife with her dagger.

In the split second the knife fell on the floor, she threw the dagger at that man which pierced through his left eye. He died on the spot since it was made of silver.

I still could not get the scene out of my head. It was hard to believe. The beta stood behind us with his mouth open, looking at my wife.

"I... I killed... him," she muttered shakily.

"That's not even the point. But how did you do it?"

"I don't... know. It was so... sudden..."

"Are you alright, Your Highness?" the beta asked. It seemed he regained his senses as well.

"Yes... I am," she replied.

"It really happened...," he mumbled.

"Who is that bastard?" I asked.

"He is a knight. He was really bright, well, that doesn't matter now," the beta said.

"Why... why did he want to kill you," she asked, holding my arm.

"It's pretty common. Don't worry about it. Though I think he is just another one who took some money from a noble or something," I said. "Let me take you to the bedroom. You pushed yourself hard again. What if that knife hurt you?

Why did you have to be so reckless?"

"But... I was just... trying to save you," she muttered.

"Haa, and you did so as well," I sighed as I picked her up from the ground. It seemed she hurt her legs slightly as she moved too fast. I could not even scold her as much as I would like to. For some reason, I did not feel as angry as I should have.

'The queen is so cool. She is amazing. As expected of our queen...'

The beta surely was praising her, a bit too much in his head. He had seen the whole thing. Though he seemed very serious all the time, he was actually the type to brag about some specific things like this. I was sure that by the next day, my wife was going to gain a lot more fans.

"I really..."

"You shouldn't have barged in like that," I said.

"But if I didn't, then... you would h-have gotten... hurt," she said.

"I can heal."

"But it's a s-silver... weapon, so... the mark would... remain and it would... give you a lot of... pain," she pointed out.

"What about you? If you got hurt, then it would give a mark to you too. And I would not like that," I said.

"And I wouldn't... like if you... got a m-mark... as well."

"Hmm..."

"Are you angry?"

"I am. I am angry very much," I said. "You know I don't like it when you get hurt."

"But you're the one... who told me to... protect myself..."

"You protected me though."

"Yet... You're my h-husband, so... I need to protect you... And I did well, right?"

"That's true. You actually did very well," I said and looked down at her pouted face. She was still in shock that she killed someone. But I could not say that she was too scared. It looked more like a surprise and nothing more.

"But still, I killed..."

"He is the one who is wrong. As you said, you saved me, right?" I asked and she nodded. "Then, it's not wrong. You did well and the right thing."

"I love you... I thought... I was really s-scared... And it was instinctive."

"I'm alright. You saved me well," I said.

"Hmm..."

"Won't you tell me about your day?" I asked, trying to shift the mood. These days, she had been telling me about literally everything. She even told me about what she did in a day and what she wanted to do and what she thought about. It was fun to listen to her. Perhaps it was because of the medicines. The effect might not just stay at night.

"Well... I woke up... and then ate b-bread with you..."

"Of course. You didn't sleep much last night and woke up before me." I said as I entered our room with her in my arms.

"After that, I slept a b-bit more... Then when I woke up a-again, I drank s-some juice... and water..."

"At the same time?"

"Yeah, it's good..."

"Did you have mango juice again?" I asked.

She nodded. "It's the best one..."

The only juice I ever saw her drinking was mango juice. No matter how many times I tried to make her try other types of juices as well, she never listened.

"I take one sip of mango juice and... then o-one sip of... water," she said. "I call it 'M&W'. Kind of reminds me of M&Ms."

"M&Ms... They are tasty. Aren't they those colorful little button-type candies?"

"Yeah... that's right."

"I had some..."

"You like sweet things, don't you?"

"Kind of, not much..."

"Well, then, I told Ruby that... I felt b-better and told her... to help m-me stand... But she refused. And she then... forced me to...

have vegetable soup..."

"She did the right thing. You don't eat much," I said.

"I do! A-Anyway, after I had... the soup, she helped me stand... And then, and then... I came here..."

"I see," I said. "Where is Luc?"

"He said... he needed to go for a bit. I don't... know why," she said. "He said he will... be back soon..."

"I see. Now lie down. I will see if you're hurt," I said as I placed her on the bed.

"I'm not..."

"I want to check that myself," I said.

I touched her legs and pressed her muscle slightly to see if she was hurt. I did not know why, but every time I touched her, an anxious feeling filled my mind. Every time I touched her, I always found myself wondering how long I would be able to hold her like this.

I fell for her very fast, the moment I met her. I always thought it was impossible, but it happened to me as well. And every time I looked at her, I fell for her all over again.

"Why are you... looking at me l-like that?" she asked.

"I can't?"

"No, it's not... that..."

"Did you think I am still angry?" I asked and she gave a slight nod. "I was, but I'm not anymore. You shouldn't take any risk, but even so, it was kind of cool of you."

"R-Really?"

"Yes. But I didn't know you could throw a dagger that good..."

"Well, I didn't... know that myself as w-well...," she mumbled. "It just happened. I mean, it was... so sudden... that even I don't know...

how or what happened. All I know is... it just did..."