The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

Dem was waiting for me in the dining hall. He smiled at me as soon as I entered and rose from his seat to take my hand. He pulled the chair for me and helped me sit down.

I tried to return the smile as well. Our food was served and the maids left quickly. Calix went to the grand bedroom to put the books there. I carried them everywhere in case I wanted to read.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like that?" he asked worriedly.

"Ah, I am sorry," I said.

"Did something occur?"

"It's just… He talked to me today."

"He?" he asked, raising his brow at me. "… Your biological father?"

"Yeah…"

"When?" he asked. His expression turned gloomy in a split second.

"I was in the library. He did not come in person obviously. But he talked to me. This time, he did not go away when I answered. I asked him a lot of things and he answered," I replied. "And he has been stalking me the whole time.

He admitted to it as well."

"What did you talk about? Did he hurt you? Ah, it doesn't look like he did. Then, did he threaten you?"

"Nothing that sorts. We just talked," I said, shaking my head.

Dem, who was sitting on the opposite side of the table, stood up and came up to me with quick strides. He started touching my body without a word. His gaze was sharp and deep as he unbuttoned the shirt I was wearing and checked all over my front.

"What… what are you doing?"

"Checking."

"Checking what?"

"… Just making sure he did not hit you or something."

"Why would he hit me… there?"

"When people hit, they don't know where they are hitting someone. I was going to check everywhere; just checking the front first since it's easy," he said.

"Is that what you were thinking? No, he did not hit me," I said as he fixed the shirt again, giving me a kiss on the forehead as if he was relieved. Though I was not feeling that well because of the conversation I had with Azure, the sign still gave me butterflies. "Go back to your seat, at least. You… What are you doing now?"

He brought his plate and sat on my right side instead, so it was easier to talk. "Now, continue."

"His name is Azure."

"Azure? What kind of name is that?"

"I thought it's a girl's name, at first. Anyway, his name is Azure. He said he is my father. From what I have learned from talking to him is that he is a very confident and tricky person."

The only reason I could talk to Dem freely was the dark mage could not spy on me when he was with me. It was the case with all the Alphas.

"He did not say anything about you, like he did before, which I think he did on purpose. He wants to gain my trust."

"What more did he tell you?"

"He also admitted that I have a twin brother. His name is Cyan. Cyan is twenty-one minutes younger than me. He said it is very rare for mages to be born as twins. Since our power is shared, there is a huge difference in the amount of mana in our bodies. I have too much mana, whereas he has too less.

But we still have a balance because we have a mental connection. That's what we guessed when I saw through his eyes in the dream."

"He also told me about my birth. He admitted that it was planned and blabbered more that my life is mine and he is just showing me the right path. Anyway, that's not what's important. He said that he did not know Mother was married. He chose Mother because she was beautiful and he liked her looks," I continued. "He chose her for the experiment, I mean.

After that, he found out that she was married. When we were born, my brother was taken away. It is hard to judge the amount of mana in someone; it was impossible to judge it when we were just kids. According to him, he thought that Cyan had more mana because usually, the boy has more mana if the mage twins are a boy and a girl. But it turned out to be the opposite."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Do you believe what he said?" he asked.

"… I don't believe the person who played with your mind," I said. "Even if it's true, I don't care. It doesn't matter what his excuse is, he ruined both of our childhoods."

"Something is wrong. He can't even make an excuse; it's simply impossible if you think of everything clearly. He doesn't have a chance."

"I know. But I will listen to his words and hear his points as much as possible, even if I don't believe him. One thing is sure- he won't hurt me. He needs me," I said, "for power."

"… Did he say anything more?"

"Yeah. I asked him things regarding my health. He said the excessive amount of mana is bad for my health if I don't get my power awakened. He said he can awaken my power if I go to him," I said. "I said no."

"Good. Don't trust a guy like him," he muttered, gritting his teeth. I could understand very well why he was angry. "If excessive mana is making you sick, won't less mana make your brother sick?" Explore more stories with empire

"Yeah, that's right… It should, right? I haven't thought of that… I will ask him tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"He told me to come to the library again so he can teach me magic."

"Did you agree to go there?"

"Yes," I nodded. "As I said, I want to talk to him more."

"… I understand," he gave a nod.

I wondered why he agreed so quickly. Usually, he would not let go without an argument and I needed to show some valid reasons, at least ten. What was he planning?

I looked down at my plate and stabbed my broccoli. As I put it in my mouth, teardrops started to fall from my eyes. There was no sound, just those tears.

Dem quickly rose from his chair and bent in front of me, hugging me. He pulled back and held my hands with his, clasping them together.

"Hey…"

"… I thought… someone would want me for myself. I knew what kind of person my real father is, but… after talking to him, I feel like trash… I don't know what I was expecting," I sobbed. "In the end, it's all about power, huh? None of my blood relatives ever thought of me as their own. Still, I expected something again… You also think I am foolish, don't you?"

"It's alright to expect, it's alright to feel like shit," he said. "But, my love, not everything that you feel is true, not everything you expect from others can be given. It's understandable if you feel that way. No one will think you are foolish. You are just another person who tries to believe that they are needed not because of their worth, but because of love."

"My brother… I feel nothing for him. It scares me as well. I don't even look forward to meeting him. I… I am scared."

"You don't have to meet anyone, not your father, not your brother. I personally don't want you to meet them either. I cannot trust them at all."

"What if we accidentally meet someday? Will he try to hurt me because I have more mana in me than him? Don't I have the chance to become more powerful than him? What if he is just like others? What if… he is like Draven?"

Even after all those days, I was still scared of Draven. I was more scared of him than Father. Father used to hit me, say bad things to me, and used to look at me as if I was a useless piece of shit, not a human, more like a punching bag.

But Draven- he looked at me with hatred in his eyes. His eyes always showed pure anger and hatred when he looked at me. I was always visible in his eyes.

I was more scared of that look than anything else. He was the reason I was scared when someone looked at me with pure despise or anger in their eyes. He was the reason I hated to be yelled at. And he was the reason I did not want to meet my twin brother.

I wished I would never meet him.

Dem did not say anything else, as if he knew that silent comfort was what I needed. And he was right.

'I don't want to hear words of affirmation. Because even Dem doesn't know if my twin brother is like that or not. Dem doesn't know why I am more scared of Draven than anyone else.'