The Werewolf King's Bride

For the first time in my life, I told someone that I could read minds and to my surprise, I did not feel slightly insecure at this. The thought of getting betrayed did not cross my mind not even for once. It was like I knew I could trust her, those eyes that held the world in them seemed to make me trust her, let her know my secrets, and keep her by my side.

I offered her my hand and she took it, still shy as she blushed furiously. I liked seeing her like this. It made me impatient. I had to remind myself again and again that only one day and then she would be mine completely.

Mother chuckled looking at me. She was still treating me like a little boy. No matter what I was, or even if I was a king, to Mother, I was always a little boy, the boy she gave birth and raised.

"Are you sure no one will mind if we leave like this?" she asked, looking around as if in search of disappointing eyes.

"I am the king. Who will dare to mind if I do something?" I said.

"\' ?" she thought.

"Perhaps. A king has his advantages," I said and she looked at me, shocked. She still had not gotten used to my mind reading thing. I had to admit it was kind of fun to tease her and read her thoughts, especially to see her embarrassed expression.

I led her out of the hall. Everyone bowed at us and she looked as uneasy as ever, gripping my hand tightly with her tiny soft hand.

"You will get used to it," I said to her.

"I hope so," she muttered, still not so sure.

I had held her hand tightly so she would not fall as she went up the stairs. She was not used to wearing long dresses, so it was a bit difficult for her to move in the red gown.

" ? \' . ?"

"You can wear more comfortable things if you want. I will bring the designer to you," I said, reading her thoughts and she jumped up in surprise as usual. I sighed. It was going to take her a while to adjust to this.

"No need. I\'m just..."

"I don\'t like to hear lies," I said firmly.

"Alright then," she said in a surrendered tone. "But you don\'t have to waste too much money on me."

"And why is that?"

" \' ."

"I don\'t know..."

"You\'re saying something completely different from what you\'re thinking."

"What? What was I thinking?"

I sighed. "Let\'s go now. You will understand everything very soon, my bride."

We were walking through the corridor. Two stairwells led to the roof- one that everyone could use and another one that only the Royal family members could use.

"Isn\'t it a bit rude not to introduce your bride to your cousin?"

Hearing his voice, Blue almost jumped out. We looked behind us and found him standing in a corner.

"What do you want, Isaac?" I asked, annoyed.

"How can you talk like that, cousin? I just wanted to meet my to-be sister-in-law," he said with a fake innocent expression.

I could not even do anything about this punk because of Mother. She made me promise her that I would not do anything to my uncle\'s family as Father would not do it. It was utter nonsense, but still, she was behaving as if a family was everything. If the family was untrustworthy, then I would not mind leaving them behind. They were not worth staying with after all.

The quicker I got rid of him, the better. Knowing his nature perfectly, I did not want Blue to stay even a single second with him.

"Blue, this is my cousin Isaac and as you know, Isaac, this is my bride Blue," I said, gritting my teeth. The way she glanced at me, it was clear that she knew that I was angry and did not want to be here.

"Nice meeting you," she said, smiling at him, but through the smile, I could see the fakeness.

"\' ," she said in her mind. I could not help but feel a slight hint of happiness inside. She was indeed the perfect person for me.

"The pleasure is mine," Isaac said, giving his cocky smile. He tried to take Blue\'s hand, but I slapped his hand away.

"Don\'t get too far," I warned.

"I\'m just trying to get to know my to-be sister-in-law," he said. "What? Are you afraid that I will take your bride away?"

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Isaac. But now if you excuse us... We have something in hand," she said, surprising me completely.

"Yes, sure," he said, uncomfortably.

This time, it was not me who led us, rather she held my hand and led me out towards the stairwell.

" ! - , . ," Isaac thought. I clenched my fists, trying to control my anger. Even though I could always read others\' thoughts, I never felt like today- it was as if I was losing control over myself and I would rip his head off any time.

I was supposed to lose control because or else others would find out about my ability to read minds. This was a secret and my advantage, I could not afford to lose it. But this time, I did not care about anything else. All I wanted was to get rid of this bastard.

" , ?" she said to me through her mind. I looked at her, being a little surprised, and found her pouting at me. The anger I felt seemed to cool down in a moment, just like the ray of sunlight in the morning, after a war of darkness and blood.

I shook my head and smiled at her. Every single moment, I was discovering again and again that choosing her as my bride was the right idea.

As soon as we got away from him, she looked here and there and then poked on my arm like a little kid.

"Hey, what was he thinking after I behaved rudely? You looked angry..."

"You don\'t need to worry about things like that, my bride. Just stay away from him," I said.

"I will stay with you," she said.

I chuckled. "Yes, you will stay with me. But when I am not around, you need to stay close to Mother or Evelyn and keep your guards close."

"Why won\'t you be around? Do you need to go out of the castle?"

"A king has a lot of things to do."

" , . , ? \'. \'."

"Don\'t overthink, my bride. My work doesn\'t need to concern you. All you need to do is be happy and stay healthy. I can take care of other things."

"But I want to help you with your work too. You can tell me," she said.

"You can help me with my work?" I asked, chuckling. I stroked her cheek with my knuckles, feeling the softness against my skin. "If I tell you, I take care of the trash, will you be able to help me then?"

"Take care of trash?" she repeated, deep in thought.

" ? ... ?"

Her eyes darkened suddenly as she looked at me wide-eyed. I had to admit this girl was quick-witted.

"I would not put it that way," I said.

"I\'m sorry. I didn\'t mean to offend you thinking about something so horrible..."

"But it\'s true though I would rather want to call it\' work\', a must."

"Killing people a work?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky.

"If you know why it\'s a must, then it is work."

"Then why is it a must?"

"Some werewolves go over the line, try to betray me, violate the law, break the peace... they don\'t deserve to live. And as the king, I like to clean my kingdom with my own hands."

"You like to? Not because you have to?" she mumbled.

I did not say anything. The truth about me, my identity was not a pleasant thing to hear. But I did not want to hide the truth from her. She needed to know what I truly was and... She was going to accept me that way.