I will scream

"I have a five days surprise for you' Defitri voice was loud enough in Diane's ear but she could not see Defitri.

"Where are you?" She asked loudly.
"You have barely woken up and now you speak to spirits" Ian cold voice came from the left end of the room where the changing room was situated, this was his room.

Diane could feel the deja vu feeling in the air as she stared at his wet hair.
"Why am I here?" She questioned him.

"Didn't you so greatly want the title of my wife?" He asked.
"Now you are going to live in my room"

"What do you mean want the title of your wife?" She asked

"You kept mumbling in your subconsciousness about how I am about to give your title to someone else" he mocked.

Diane kissed her teeth as she looked away from his face slightly embarrassed, she tried to get out of the bed but her body felt limp.
"What did you do to me you —" She was about to curse at him when she felt him beside her in a whiff she had been put back to the bed.

"You do not know what poison the dagger was laced with do you?" He asked

"Paralytic death" he said when she did not answer.

Diane widened her eyes in shock, to be truthful she had just picked up any poison in her Father's cabinet and laced her dagger with it, she had been with the dagger from the first day she stepped into his pack, her original intention had been to kill him but his aura was threatening enough, she ended up as his wife.

"A slow painful death, that would have been satisfying enough to watch" he said

"Then why did you save me?" She asked gutsily.

"Because it was not satisfying enough for me" he smirked.

"My enemy deserves more agony and pain" he continued and she rolled her eyes away.

"So what you are saying is that I am paralyzed" she said.

"Yes"

That reply shook her as a tear rolled down her cheek, she wanted to put her hands on her face but she couldn't move.

"Damn it, this is worse than death" she murmured between her tears.

Ian felt still watching her break down in front of him, he felt his body swaying towards her as he gently sat beside her, he was about to strike her hair when she said.

"What else do you want now?.."
"..can't you stop here? Can't your revenge stop here" she sobbed.

He placed his hands on her face to hide her tears as she would have done.

"Are you happy now?" She asked.

"Yes" he replied coldly but his eyes was fixated on her, he felt broken watching her cry, maybe in another life she would have been the woman who brought love into his life.

"Please kill me" she begged in pain.

"There will be no war if you die, then how do I send the Red Moon pack to hellfire?" He replied soulessly.

"I'll end your life as I end that of your lover right in front of you" he deadpanned.

"Luke" Diane said on hearing his words.

'Even in this situation your mind is still on him' Ian thought to himself.

"Don't say his name before me"

"End me so I don't"

"No"

They both stayed like that for a while, no speech, no sound except her muffled crying, his hand gently covering her face why she let out her tears shamelessly for the first time in front of him.

The night drew close and Diane began to wonder when she will be returned to her room, she had long stopped crying and grew expectant of the doctors visit.

Ian was sitting on the rocky chair beside the bed, for the first time he did not appear scary or untouchable to her, he was just there like any other werewolf rummaging through some pages of paper, if only she had not met with the kind of life she had, if only they had met on different circumstances, they could have been something, but now was not the time to consider circumstances.

"I believe my bedtime is past due" she stated.

"Then go to sleep" he replied.

"I am afraid your future wife will throw a fit if she finds me here" she stated in a manner of fact manner.

"Are you implying she sleeps with me?" He asked and she looked away.

"If she did you will feel restless every night like I did on a rainy night some months ago" he retorted.

Diane felt uncomfortable after hearing what Ian said.

"You will sleep in my room so that I can make sure that you do not try to murder yourself" he said.

"Well I am currently unable to.." she replied

"Moreover if I sleep on the bed where would you sleep?" She asked.

"On the bed" he replied and her eyes widened.

"Why??" She asked shocked.

"I own a double king sized bed, you are only but one frail tiny were woman who cannot consume up to half of my bed, yet I should sleep on the couch? Don't delude yourself this is not some movie scene wherein we decide who sleeps on the the bed and who takes the couch, plus I have no intention of fulfilling a husband duty to you.."

"Well neither do I" she cuts in annoyed.

"So peacefully go to sleep" he said.

"Divide the beds" she said motioning to the pillows lying on the couch.

"I'm not doing that" he replied pulling off his clothes, he watched her scramble to close her eyes.

"What are you doing?" She asked her eyes tightly shut.

"Changing to my sleep wear like I always do in my room" he answered smothering, he found her gesture cute, he pulled down his tailored trousers and changed into his pajamas trousers leaving his upper body bare.

Diane did not open her eyes until she felt the mattress shake as he laid down on it.

"If you don't divide it I will scream"