Protect This Pretty

Kris






"I'm sorry Hunnie. About everything. It's my fault."



I tell Hunnie as her body shakes in my arms. If I hadn't brought Azalea that night to Bahm, this would of never happened and my mate wouldn't be hurting like this.







She cries even harder as I explained to her how I introduced them. I feel like she is on the verge of rejecting Bahm again and it hurts me plenty. Why can't Bahm feel this about her? Does he think grabbing this woman by her throat will make her want to stay!?



It just makes her more fearful, pushing him away as I was doing right now.




"Can you...avoid them..both? For now baby? The castle will be very busy tonight, just do laps around the castle after you drink and while everyone is lusting over their King's arrival."



"I-I want to go home Kris. I don't belong here." She whispers, wiping her eyes and face.



I embrace her more into my arms. That pained me to hear.

"I'll protect you Hunnie. Bahm won't touch you anymore. We will figure this out."



Maids begin coming into her room, demanding they do her makeup and hair before the guest start to arrive.



She eyes me, looking for more comfort and I hold her the entire time they do her makeup, mostly her hand and kneeling next to her while she sat at the vanity table. She didn't seem fine. To me, she actually seemed ill and I couldn't figure out why. 




I'm sure this whole predicament was making her sick, and her new hatred for her mate. I desperately wanted that feeling to go away. I don't want her to reject us. She doesn't even know I am her mate yet!



With just one request to eat something sweet, I walk her through the full and crowded halls. The party was starting in a half hour. 




Hunnie looked magnificently stunning! Her peanut butter, smooth and creamy skin was dazzling under the bright lights of the hall. Her once long, curly hair was straight and sat right on top of her head in the shape of a blooming flower. She denied the makeup, but gave in to a little eyeshadow and lip gloss. 





Boy was she hard not to gawk at!



Even our butlers and guards couldn't help their eyes as we walked into the chaotic dining room.


"How beautiful our new Queen is!"
"My my! The King is one lucky beast!"
"Wow! Kris she's breathtaking!"



At first she ignored all the compliments, still feeling a bit down from Bahm acting monstrously towards her, and nodding her head, but then she began blushing at the words, hiding behind me like a shy little girl. Making me growl when our people tried touching and kissing her hands. 



The party was now starting, she was very content with all the different kinds of layered cakes and desserts she got to try beforehand. She was bombarded by our cooks, insisting she try every sweet dish made by them. She definitely wouldn't have room to eat the main entrees!



Already knowing how she felt about this party, I walked her into our banquet hall. Ignoring all the obscenities Bahm spewed into our link.



Hunnie didn't feel comfortable walking in with them both, so I, as her second mate took it upon myself to walk into the huge ball room with her at my side.



Besides, my tie was baby blue like her dress....







"You are pissing me off...bring her here, we are taking pictures!" Bahm finally calms his tone in our link.





"Hunnie baby. We have to go sit there and take pictures." I watched her joyful, glowing face take in all the sparkly chandeliers hanging from the tall ceiling and the gold gems aligning the entire room.

Bahm sat across the room, a crowd forming around his throne and many of our famous vampire photographers that worked for his mother. Flashes lighting up the room, making the gems around us shine.



A frown plays on her face and her aura changes drastically. I lock my arms with her, glaring at her face. She so stunningly captured my attention and I really didn't want to let her go, but she isn't mine alone.




Before parting ways at the red, carpeted walk way leading up to Bahm and Azalea, I pecked her lips quickly when she threw her arms around my neck for a hug.





"Kr—Kris..." She gasps lowly and searches my face for my reasoning.



I turned her around and patted her bottom before leaving her at the carpet. Taking a few steps away, I turned around to her concerned face watching me. Motioning for her to keep walking and pointed at Bahm. Unlike everyone around him, his attention was on me and Hunnie. 







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Hunnie 👸🏻





Being forced to sit next to Bahm in this two seated throne like chair, I was shaking with fear. If Bahm found out Kris kissed me, not only would he kill Kris I'm sure, but he might even reject me for cheating on him!



Should I tell him?



Bahm is staring at me with these eyes as the photographer tried to position him and I for a picture. Azalea standing behind his throne all pretty with her entire body about to bust out of her purple silk gown. I wonder if he could smell Kris on my lips...





"Look at your King."





One of the gosh awful looking photographers  say to me. Unpleased by his request, I swung my head around to look at Bahm over my shoulder displeased. His hardened, green marble eyes piercing into my soul. My body tingled and ached under his warm gaze, but it quickly disappeared when Azalea was asked to stand in the middle of us and behind the throne. 



Bahm looks behind him in awe. Examining her whole busty body. She honestly looked like a more wider and bustier version than me. Giggling under his gaze. I grew furious at the way his eyes were looking at hers, not once has he looked at me like that since I've came to this Kingdom!





 I stare passed the camera, frowned, and miserable until my eyes land on Kris. He was motioning that he had a drink for me, to which a smile plastered on my face.





Maybe if I drink enough tonight, I'll end up in Kris's bed, since I already knew it wasn't going to be with Bahm! I decided to fake all my smiles and listen to the ugly, old vampire in front of us.



"AHH!!! Beautiful! Beautiful Smile!" 



If only they knew the reason I was smiling. My skin became coated in goosebumps, imagining me actually going to bed with Kris in Bahm's own castle.





Would he really hurt this friend though? I don't even think he will care since he seems to have a habit of sharing...









Kris stood across the room, laughing at my facial expressions. My smile grew wider thinking about having my first drink while being here and even wider seeing Kris across the way give his own disgusted facial expressions amongst the room.





After we were done posing on the throned seat, Kris comes up the red carpet walk way, two drinks in his hands and smiling at me like I was the only woman in the room. I could feel Bahm's eyes on me from my right side as I reached my hand out to grab the wine glass from Kris. He gave the second one to Bahm, and grabbed a drink for himself off one of the trays being walked around the room.



We all toasted, including Azalea from behind our seat, Bahm toasting with her while I chugged my glass down purposefully. Wanting this night to hurry up and end.




A server comes over right away and takes my empty glass while Kris chuckles off to the side of me at my actions. 





Bahm begins trailing his hands over the gemstones lining my dress, mostly my thighs. As warm and soothing his touches felt, I didn't want them. To me, this was an act for his people...





"You look stunning tonight Hunnie."





Bahm's head comes into my view, as I sat in the seat with my legs crossed, and my hands clasped together. Waiting for my other drink.



I didn't reply to him, instead nodding and moving my eyes around the room. I excused my myself before he could get any more out of his mouth. When I stand, he does too, but is quickly sat down by Azalea and her Nymph maids as they begin conversing with them.



He chats amongst them, but his eyes follow me until I'm out of his view.


Entering one of the ball room's bathroom, I peered into the mirror, looking at the faint hand print around my neck. I'm sure everyone in the room seen it, as they don't care...I'm The Demon-Wolf's mate! They must be used to his behavior on women...





Tears starting to sting my eyes. Grabbing a towel to wipe them, I Was thankful I declined the makeup.







After using the restroom and cleaning up my hands, an exotic, blonde haired woman walks out one of the stalls. A sheer, yet satin yellow dress ending right above her knees, big breast and a slim hour glass figure. She wore a furry white scarf around her neck with pearl earrings.





"My..." She says, staring at me like I was a celebrity rockstar and walking to the sink.





"You are way...too pretty to cry. My. Love" Her thick French accents rolls off her tongue. 




She says I'm too pretty?

 She is GORGEOUS! 

She made me blush as her baby blue eyes penetrated my soul.