The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

I fought back the shadows inside me. It was painful and frightening. Worse than the physical pain was the feeling of your mind being controlled. I could not imagine what Dem might have felt all those times.

'Obey. Let go.'

"Never!" I yelled. The grips around my throat pressed harder. He would not kill me. He was only pressing me down. How could I use my power when my mind was being controlled? I would have to do as he said.

But if I wanted to fight back, what would I do?

'Follow the voice of your heart,' another voice said.

I knew this voice. It was the familiar voice that always guided me.

'You know it is inside you. To fight a demon, you have to be a demon. It is in your veins. Go and get it. Grip it. Use it.

Be it. Be the monster you are born.'

I was a monster, was I not? It was just hard to accept. But that was the thing that was holding me back.

I let my heart open up. If I needed to save Dem, to save my child, to save the people I loved, to save the people of my kingdom, I needed to let my heart open.

And accept.

I just needed to accept it myself, and it was all clear- what I was, who I was, and what I needed to do. I felt pain gripping inside me, but the pain was different. Something had shifted inside me. I could feel it.

I did not even have to see it myself as I forced my clawed hand with sharp long nails inside the chest of Azure. He groaned and in an instant, the grip around my throat loosened, but the shadows did not let go. They would not; not until their master did.

A hiss escaped my mouth, like that of a snake. My fingers clawed inside his chest, breaking bones, until they grabbed the heart.

'Go. Obey. Follow.'

My hand was shaking. I was hanging between two choices. Most parts of me wanted to let go and follow him. But there was a small part that wanted to rip his heart out of his chest and crash it.

I gripped it tightly, my nails piercing the heart. A loud cry left his mouth, but he still gripped my throat tightly. He was not letting go, but so was not I.

Suddenly, like a strong gust of wind, something stabbed my upper arm. My concentration broke and I lost it for a second. It was enough time. Someone grabbed Azure and they vanished together. The shadows disappeared just as soon as they left.

I felt I could breathe again. But I almost did it. I almost crashed his heart. But then what? He was immortal and he could not die. What would have happened then?

I did not know. But I still wanted to crash his heart, ruin him. He would have been powerless.

"Shit…!" I cursed under my breath.

The sky was clear once again. I could hear voices around me more clearly. The building was half ruined. The black smoke that surrounded was clear.

"You didn't die."

"Are you surprised?" I asked.

Luc shook his head and sighed as he picked me up from the ground.

"Just speechless," he said.

"To Dem, Luc," I said. "Take me to Dem right away."

He did not say anything. Honestly, I expected myself to do the most important thing I needed to do right away, however, when I opened my eyes after I closed them just to blink, I was lying on a bed.

I tried to sit. But my whole body was in pain. My lower part felt like it had been crashed under the wheels of a truck. The upper arm of my right hand was bandaged. It was where I had been stabbed by a knife. The fact that someone tried to break two dark mages with a knife and also succeeded got me amazed.

It was actually a good trick with bad planning as he could have stabbed Azure in the process.

I had killed a lot of people today. Who knew how many of my people had died in their hands? But in the end, we won.

Whatever. It did not matter what I did. Azure wanted me to be a monster, my love needed me to be a monster. So be it. I could be a monster, a wife, a mother, a Queen- all of it.

I was in the cottage. My son was here too. I could feel it. So, this was how a true bond felt like. Dion had obtained black mana from me. Just like Sapphire, my cat, knew where I was, I could feel where my son was now.

Now that my power did not need to be held back, I could feel how far I could go, and what things I could do.

It did not matter now. All of it could wait. I needed to get to Dem. I could save him. No antidote or anything would work. If I could give him my poison, I could take it back too.

I pushed myself to my feet. The pain that shot through my body as soon as my feet touched the ground was immense. My knees gave away and I fell.

"Ugh…," I groaned more in frustration than in pain as I remembered I could just teleport, instead of walking.

I teleported to Dem's room. He was still lying there motionless. Just a few steps away from me. But taking those few steps felt like my body would fall apart. I ignored the pain and forced myself to take each of those steps. My body almost gave away as soon as I reached the bed.

I balanced myself so I would not fall straight on him.

I sat down on the bed and bent over his face. Cupping his face, I kissed all over his face again and again.
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"Because of me… Honey, it's all because of me. There was nothing in the air. It's all me…," I sobbed. Because he had been very intimate with me, the poison entered his body. It was I to blame only. If only I had known.

I wiped my tears and took a deep breath. My body was in pain, but the power was there somewhere inside. Who I was would never leave me.

I tilted his head to one side and kissed the side of his neck, his shoulder. His smell was still there, even if he was not warm.

'Come to me again,' I called out in my head. I was calling my power. I was calling Dem. I was calling myself.

It was easier this time. Now I could feel it just clearly. As if breaking free, something spread inside me. My body felt lighter and my head clearer than ever. There was a thirst, a hunger inside me. There was a beastly desire to devour, to kill.

My fingers had clawed long nails. There was a black stain all over my fingers. As I looked at my hands, I realized my veins were black. The black stain was nothing but the poison that resided in me.

The two fangs inside my mouth poked my tongue.

It was me. It was the person I had to be. It did not feel bad. Rather, I felt better in my own body than ever.

I bent over Dem's body once more and licked the side of his neck with my long and thin split tongue. Without hesitation, I drove the fangs straight into the flesh of his shoulder. I felt his body shake beneath me.

I knew what to do. At least, my consciousness did. Just like drinking juice using a straw, I sucked once. The taste of blood, along with something else. I did it once more and did not let go, even when hands gripped my body.

When I sucked for what felt like the tenth time, I tasted only blood. I pulled my fangs out and looked at the face of the man I loved.

I was met with a black eye, staring at me, shocked and… It did not matter what more.

I tried to speak, but all that was out of my mouth was a hiss. I realized I was not the Blue who knew. At this moment, I was not the girl he loved. I was a monster.

He touched the side of my face with his hand that had been around my waist. Who knew when he held me, who knew when he opened his eye…

I could hear his heart beating better than ever. The dark stains had disappeared. His veins were slightly blue, slightly green, once again.

I wanted to touch his face, kiss him, hug him. But I did not dare, not when I was like this. I had forgotten how to turn back to myself.

"My love…," he whispered and I felt my sight blurring. Tears. "I have rested enough. Now, you should rest."

And the last thing I remembered was that he pulled me in a hug and I closed my eyes with my head on his chest.

I needed a rest.