Let’s Fight

Kris' 🤺 P.O.V





Three months later..







Ever since I had brought in that virgin Nymph to Bahm a few months ago, he was acting very strange as if I hadn't noticed.



He called her a "child", but I could hear him fùcking her away in the guest chambers the past couple of days.



I wasn't sure what all the sneaking around was for. Maybe he really did find a liking to her...but he obviously didn't have to hide anything from me.



Usually, he never wasted his time looking for the nymphs, they alway come find him.



I mean, I'm glad he could take his mind off that bitch, Hunnie, but it's already been three months since the seer and witch doctor was able to summon his demonic soul back to his body. I was tired of being pampered. I wanted to go back to the city now.



Bahm's mother had mentioned if we wanted to return to America we had to show that we were still capable of fighting since Bahm's brain was mushed as a wolf.



Breaking my train of thought, I made my way out of the jetted drop-in tub to be dried down by two maids. I was still trying to wake myself up and now I could hear laughter coming from the other end of the castle. It actually made me a bit furious...



'Who is she to openly be in his chambers?' I growled in thought.



The maids assisted my sleepy self over to the Kings quarters. When they opened the doors to his chambers, I already gotten a whiff of arousal and the spilling of his seeds.



"You couldn't wake me?" I said to Bahm, giving him attitude and throwing my towel in the direction of him and his bed.



He was sitting on his royal bed with Glenda and the not-so-virgin nymph, eating grapes. They were feeding him and he was feeding "her" back with kisses on her neck and licks on her chin.



Quite disgusting if you asked me... Bahm was being very weird indeed. A bit too passionate.



"I just got up myself," he says winking at me and popping another cotton candy grape into his mouth.



I ignored his little winking face and got dressed by the wide opened closet.



A thought came across my mind. I missed the girls back home. These ones were so fragile and skinny here. Plus, I didn't like being watched like a hawk by Nyuki, she thought it was ME that was the bad influence!



Then, you have this nymph over here, trying to seduce Bahm with her body!!



"Hey Bahm.." I said approaching passed the closet and in his full view. I wore one of his long silk pants that had a golden trim running along his knees.



"Lets spar outside today, your moms out there finally and we can leave soon!" I eagerly suggested.



"I'm not fighting right now. That could wait a few more days," he replied back to me lazily, while circling his fingers on the girl's hips.



She watched me with soft pleading eyes like she didn't want this to happen.



"What's your name? And why are you looking at me like that!" I asked her annoyingly and almost raising my voice.



Her and Bahm gave each other a look before she answered me and it infuriated me even more!



"Azalea.. young master. I'm sad to hear news about leaving," she said back to me bowing her head as much as she could, as her legs were still across Bahm's thighs.



"Well he has to...so go, get lost.. we have things to do." Snapping at her, I arose from the seat I had taken across from the bed.



"What? What things Kris? I'm not doing anything today... she can stay." Bahm furrowed his eyebrows and cocked his head at me.



He replied back so quickly I was taken back by his demeanor. Now I really wanted her out. What did she do to my Bahm?! Is she just a nymph? Why was he picking a woman over me?



Does he really not want to see Hunnie either, even the slightest bit? I'll admit we both hated her right now, but I knew he wouldn't stop pursuing her, she was his mate for heaven's sake! His old ass had a mate!



The pull should be at its strongest by now, maybe she'd come around, or maybe he'd let her die and move on. I wasn't sure, but what I was sure about was his infatuation with this lowly nymph girl named Azalea.



I'm sure Hunnie could feel all types of emotions right now, while Bahm got his greedy lust going these past few weeks. Her heart must be aching and filled with sorrow by now. It hurt my chest to think about it.



"I'm being serious bro, I wanna go back home."

I said, taking my seat back down on his white leather chaise.



"We will soon" he says to me while eyeing the exotic Azalea, whom was sitting on his bed leisurely.


Legs still on his thighs and smiling at him so graciously while supporting her body weight with her elbows.



"So you don't wanna go home?"



"This is, his home young master." Azalea had to butt in. I was getting tired of her by the seconds.



I looked at her with my brows furrowed and a twisted face. Shooting her an extremely unsatisfied look. Who told her to join into our conversation? She's still a lowly Nymph to me ...



"Mind your business nymph!" I hissed out.



"She's actually the commander of the Nymphs niece." Bahm pitched in as if I actually cared about what her status was.



He laid himself back on his bed and started to rub her legs on his groin area.



"Alright, cool... fuck you both. I'm going to go outside and show ma I can leave then..." I mumbled.



"Then...I'll leave without you." I bowed and curtsied my way toward the door.



"Kris... come on..." He pleaded to me but his attention soon went back to kissing up the nymphs legs.



"Don't 'Kris come on' anything! I thought you had it in mind to torture a certain someone...ya know! Hurt her back!" I snapped.



His head popped up from kissing Azalea's knee and he shot me such a dark and cold gaze. 'I guess that worked!'



"I'm pretty sure..I'm going to let her die so...." He lies to me.



I felt his heart in my chest skip a beat but his facial expression wasn't sweet anymore and his eyes kept sending me daggers as he focused back to the girl.



Ignoring his daggers, I bowed and curtsied again while opening up his chamber doors to make my way to the armory room.



When I got in, I began clanking around everything so he could hear that I was frustrated. I didn't need him to hear it, as he could already sense and feel it with his heart welded to mine.



There were so many different swords in the armory, to breastplates, to cuirasses and lots of medieval swords. Scanning over the large wooden room, I chose to wear a breastplate and use the Egyptian Sickle-Sword, The Khopesh!



I heard and smelled Bahm enter the armory room, but chose to ignore his presence.



"You know.. that's going to be way too heavy for you to fight in right? You don't need any of it!" 



He scoffed at me and folded his arms. I was still choosing to ignore him. If he didn't want to fight and leave, then I'll make him fight and leave!



"I need it. I'm going to fight Leolo, so I don't care!" I said turning to see his expression.



Leolo is one of the best vampire warriors that Bahm trains with. He's 800 years older than Bahm and their speed and strength matches each other's on good days, but on disastrous days, you never knew who will dominate the other in a bloody training session.



"You aren't fighting him... I won't allow it." He uncrosses his arms and takes a few steps my way.



"Well.... someone has to show ma that we can leave."



"Kris! I'm staying..."



"GOOD! So you don't mind me wearing nothing when I fight him then!"



I knew he was scared for me and only trying to stop my 26 year old ass from fighting an ancient two thousand year old vampire assassin.



With that, I threw all the armor off of me and shifted to my seven foot lycan form. He shook his head at me before grabbing me by the shoulder.



"You want to die before going home? Is that it?"



Shoving his, Azalea smelling hands off of me, I sped out the room sliding and crashing into everything. He sighed out before I left him. My claws had me sliding all the way out the side door of the castle.



'DAMN MARBLE FLOORS!!' I roared in my head.



When outside, I was met with an already sparring Leolo, and Bahms mother, watching the vampires from under her Hanok's curvy roof.



His mother was actually from the Neolithic period of Korea. Born in seven-thousand B.C. Making her the oldest in the kingdom.



I know she didn't want me to fight either, it was mostly a message for Bahm, but I wouldn't mind putting on a little show for her, since her son is too busy ogling over a nymph!



"Kris! My little ōkami. Where is my young Kaishi?"



She asked me while toking on her skinny pipe. She was always mixing her English with Japanese, since that was her first language after all.



"He isn't fighting. I am." I bellowed at her before jogging to the training grounds.



It was a football field size and located along the gates of the palace. Holding a creamed colored stage in the middle of the grounds.



"Hey!" I roared at the warriors sparring with Leolo. There was three taking him in on at once.



"GET LOST! I'M FIGHTING NEXT!" I roared.



They looked at me with so much confusion, but obeyed their King's sidekick's command.



"You aren't fighting....me, are you Kris?" Chuckled Leolo, holding his sword to his stomach.



"You damn right!"



'Gulp'