Allure; Come Hither

Hunnie





Kris had kindly and sternly walked me outside to stretch my legs and get some fresh air.



I was honestly having a blast. I didn't want to travel too far yet, so we sat down by a small Coy fish pond near the front gates of the palace. Kris assisted me in dangling my legs in the cool, yet warm water and I could feel the large, soft and scaly Coy fishes swimming against my feet and legs.




Kris enters the pond, assuring me it wasn't deep, and just a man-made little pool and held onto my hand the whole time. Brushing his hands against my feet every time a fish swam by. His sincere, and comforting habits really melted my heart.




It sprinkled tiny bits of sparks all along my arms and down to my stomach. Sending shivers to places it shouldn't be...




We continued exploring outside, smelling exotic flowers and herbs in a field of daisies. They all smelled so nice and felt very soft. I began to wonder what all these herbs actually looked like again, making me reminisce about having my vision.





Now, all I would do is just cling onto Kris all day. Even when we showered, ate, walked. He was always there. I felt as though he was destined for me. Someway, somehow the gods and heavens has sent me an guardian angel.




Even in school, Kris was always so infatuated with me. He always treated me nicely, occasionally trying to flirt, and hide his bad boy ways, but I always brushed him off. Feeling like we had other roles in life, and here we are....I wondered if he knew The King back then too!






When we got back to our room he undresses me and I feel the hands of a small woman. Kris lets me know its the doctor again and she's going to perform a small checkup on me while he uses the restroom just a few feet away.







Doctor Mirah grasps my hands gently and runs her fingers down my spine in a tickling motion. Pain still there, as I can’t stand entirely straight.





Mirah starts wiping my hands and brushing my hair after performing her checkup.
Without Kris by my side, I was very hesitant to snatch my hands away, thinking the doctor would harm me in his absense, and without my vision I can’t see what she’s doing.
Though I could still hear Kris pissing in the toilet, and I doubt she would do anything with him still being close by. I still didn’t trust her…






Doctor Mirah rubs a warm cloth along the back of my hands and my palms. Then, she drys them and places her hand on my lower back to ease me back down onto the bed to sit.





“Arms up please.” She giddied, slipping a satin gown over my head and then changing the socks on my feet. I sit there waiting for Kris’s return, sending the doc had stood of to the side.





I hear the toilet flush, and could sense Kris approaching. It’s silent a few moments before I feel Mirah closer to my side, cupping my face with her palm.




“Time to lubricate your eyes.”


Kris sings, brushing his knuckles against the side of my face.




“Ok” I nod.



They've been rubbing different oils and liquids in my eyes sometime, to help me heal since I won't take any of The King’s blood.





Feeling the drips of liquids pooling inside my left eye and sliding down my cheeks, Kris kisses my forehead and rubs my shoulders. My right eye still had no feeling and only dark.
The doc begins massaging my eyelids like usual and when she's done, Kris sits behind me on the bed and starts to massage my lower back while I worked the oils all around my eyes.



Rolling them from side to side, up and down and all around. When I opened my eyes, the room was still blurry in one eye, but now my other eye was blurry too, and not pitch black anymore!





“Goodnight Alpha Kris. Please get some sleep you two.”


I hear the door close behind the doctor and her familiar scent of sandalwood and cherries, leaves the room. I blink rapidly a few times, as a thick film covers my eyes entirely. Kris begins wiping my eye with a cloth of some sort and my vision appears clear instantly!




My heart begins racing.
This isn’t real!
How?!




I began looking around frantically, even my back twisting and turning smoothly without aches.




My eyes search the large room. A large, red, traditional carpet covering the wooden floors, devine, black pillars lining the shiny, brown, wooden walls. The bed I sat on was a four poster, with a red and black canopy hangnig off the sides.



My eyes lands on kris next to me with a half smile and eager face. He lowers his head, fumbling with his fingers while he laid on his side.




“KRIS!! I CAN SEE!!!”


So enthusiastically I shrieked and covered my mouth.




“What did she use.!” This was a miracle!




I was appalled and began wiping my eyes. My face didn’t seem as puffy around my eyelids anymore, neither did my cheekbones hurt.




Where’s all my pain…. I feel a brand new woman!






“The king gave them to me.”




My body shivered. Halting the small celebrations I was doing in my head.




“Was it…his blood?” I lowered my head, hiding my trembling lips, and the tears about to stream down at the betrayal, but then Kris grabs my face and kisses me passionately.




His lips crashing down on mine viciously, sucking my bottom lips into his mouth and between his teeth, not giving me any room to breathe.




His tongue even enters my mouth, intertwining his warm flesh against mine.








"I just waned you to see me kiss you....and his blood was the only thing that could make me kiss you roughly like this.” He says, staring into my new, lustful eyesights.



I could feel his body shaking, as his hands cups my face and rubs my cheeks.



“We've tried everything Hunnie.” He says and kisses my lips again. This time very tenderly.





A short trail of butterflies lined my stomach, and in between my legs began throbbing with a sudden ache. I started to feel shy in front of him. Now I can see the way he looks at me, and it made me feel a longing. A longing I couldn’t explain.




We laid in bed, cuddling and spooning with one another until he usually gets so tired, he flips over on his back and snores away.




Aahh…he brings me back to memories of The King with his scent.




I can't understand how my mates scent rubs off on him everday. It’s very intriguing. They must spend a lot of time together. It brings me satisfying comfort, but also makes me very sad.





I usually fall asleep shortly after Kris does, but tonight I found myself still awake after what felt like a few hours. I watched Kris sleep for the longest. He was so handsomely charming, like The King.




They could’ve been twins even, if Kris didn't have long, wavy hair and was much broader like my mate.





My mate….




‘Sigh’







I felt a tug to get up and wander around now that I've gotten my eyesight. I do remember my way around a few floors beneath us, knowing that we are on the fourth floor and my room used to be on the second.



I got up from the bed and made my way out the door and to the halls. I looked out the window across the room and started hearing small sobs.



I looked around in the dimly lit halls, goosebumps lining my arms. It almost sounded like Aldrerix, I mean Bahm.




I sniff the air, smelling a faint scent of him from behind me, which should be Kris asleep across the way, then I scented a much more stronger scent below me.




Stronger sobs and hiccups began flooding my ears again. This time, coming from my head.