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Hunnie






Running down the halls and back to the side I came from, I felt like The King was right behind me.




Is he actually following me though?




I march up the stairs, almost running into Kris's rock hard body.




"What are you doing out here Hunnie! You just got your vision back."




"I...I was just walking. I got hungry." I sighed out, looking behind me down the hall.





"Why are you running?"





"The King..." I say, not sure how to complete my sentence.




"I..I thought...I thought he was after me!..."




"Hunnie the palace is too big for you to just get up and start searching around the night, and why would Bahm chase you?" He asks.




" I don't.. I don't know." I shrug and we walk back up the stairs together.




Clinging onto his arms, enjoying his warm body and delicious scent, he opens the door to The Healing Room. I lock it behind us as Kris walks back to the bed.



As we lay in the bed, he cuddles from behind me. Running his hands along my thighs, sending the ultimate goosebumps throughout my body.



His hands even trails up my dress, and rubbing my stomach, to only bring his hands back behind my backside. Cupping and rubbing my rear gently. My body shivers from his touches. My heart even races rapidly like his, which is the only thing I can hear.





He retracts his hands and turns around to lay on his back. The heat from his hands still felt like it was over me as sleep takes over the both of us. His snores filling the room and soothing me to sleep.




When I wake a few hours later, I was overwhelmed with joy. I had my vision to see the morning sunshine. I can also see Kris's sleeping face that matches the snore I've been falling asleep to.




I eye the rest of the room and see a small brown door. I wondered if thats were Kris went to use the bathroom last night, or was it that other tall door in the room?



Visions of The King begins flooding my mind. Especially when he started mumbling about not knowing.



I knew he was talking about me. We were both innocent in all of this....




My chest started to hurt and I felt a saddening need to cry my heart out. I felt bad for the both of us. Life can be entirely cruel.




"Mmm...you awake?" Kris's groaning voice comes from my right side.




I was actually thinking about picking which door to open so I could find a toilet, but he woke up instead. The need to urinate was strong and causing me pain with discomfort again.




"Good morning beauty."




"Morning Kris. Is that the bathroom?" I say pointing to the small brown doors across the way as his arms finds its way around my torso.




"Yes. Do you need to go?"



"Yes," I say sitting up.



"Okay, one minute. I'll help you."




"No I got it. Thank you." I say making my way to the door.



"Ok baby. Yell if you need me." He mumbles. "The other door is the balcony."



I step into the bathroom, my eyes scanning the lime colored wall paper on the wall. A yellow toilet sat in the middle and had gems plastered to it. It was so much better to see my surroundings again!



*************




A few days go by and I haven't wandered out of the
room a night again. On occasion, I do hear sniffling and croaks in my head. Sounding like The King.



It pained me to hear these noises before I fell asleep. I haven't told Kris about this yet. I didn't want to assume anything.



I...just...felt empty.




Even though my mate was too drunk to notice me that night, I craved to have a different version of him. Anything really.





Acknowledgment, scolding....any type of connection...






I also noticed that I haven't been seeing much maids around the palace. Some lingered, but not like before where there was maids on every floor you went to.




Kris and I always ate breakfast, lunch, and even dinner in The Healing Room. He always showed me lots of affectio, growing on me tremendously! I honestly could say I wanted him in my life when I got out of here.




After dinner tonight, I walked over to the balcony doors, stepping my bare foot in the concrete patio and standing under the moonlight.




A year ago I was being trained on how to act like a wolf and learn how to shift. Now I bear the mark of a Demon-Wolf King that doesn't even like my kind. Weather he was bewitched, or not, he still treated me horribly.




I shook my head at the uneasy feelings and thoughts. Trying to distract my mind as my body was 100% healed. Even my stitches and the bleeding from my womb had disappeared. I couldn't believe that Bahm's blood could regenerate a beings cells that quick, healing or even curing someone's wound instantly!




It was so hard to understand, but I'm sure other werewolves and lycans also have abilities to heal at their own rate. My mate just happens to be immortal...




I became bored. Watching the blue sky above me and counting all the cloud to make time go by for bed. It was still a bit early in the night.



"Hey!" Kris comes barging onto the balcony, startling me and making me shriek.


He smirks before continuing and waking up to me.
"Do you want to move over to my room. It had a nice view of a lake and a tv." He says biting his lower lip, looking so seductive.



I nod and we leave right away. It wasn't like I had any belongings in here anyways.



"Where's your room?" I ask as I see we are almost approaching The King's corridors.



"Around the second corner from The Kings's room." He says pointing off into the distance.



I become a bit skeptical being so close to my murderous and monstrous mate's room.



I felt my chest tightening, but then Kris drops walking and places his hand over my head.



"You'll be safe and fine with me Hunnie." He kisses my forehead and we continue walking down the pristine white halls and passed...Bahm's room.


His scent floods my nose immediately as we passed his chambers. I cling to Kris tightly, as if I didn't have any legs to walk by. I felt immobile passing his doors my body almost having the urge to not leave and just stay by his door. I began wondering if this was the effects from our mate bond. I still haven't even marked him!






Kris and I pass a few rooms before arriving to a tall, oak, double door. Kris pushes it open and the room is dark. No light escaping in how hard you looked.





Kris steps in first and opens his curtains. I slowly enter and see purple rug in the middle of his room, and a tall, white pole in the middle as well. Big tv directly across the humongous king bed and bookshelf's on both side of the room.


"Wait...what the—... Kris why is there a pole in here?" I asked bewilderedly.



Very nervous, he says "it's..to have fun." He grabs me and throws me softly onto the bed before dancing and taking his shirt off. Thinking he was some sort of male stripper.




He jumps on the bed too. Right on top of me, but enough that is doesn't hurt.



"You aren't bleeding anymore. Wanna have fun?"



I look at him intriguingly. "Fun? What fun?"




He begins licking my face and I try to kiss him in the middle of it, but he dodged me and continues licking my jawline down to my neck. Almost resting his body ontop of mine.




He then unbuttons my gown. Trailing his tongue down the crevices of my breast. He uses his legs to spread mine apart and I feel his groin rubbing against my privates. Instantly my lady oarts became drenched. Craving for anything Kris was willing to give me.