Chapter 40. Under The Weather

Bahm





"Hunnie!

NO!

Why did you do that!"





"I hate him!" She bawls rushing into my arms.



"That wasn't nice, baby."



"I don't care. He isn't nice to me...He hasn't been for a while..." Kissing all over her head, I pat her back, letting her cry in my arms. The fast pacing heart beat from both her, and our son, made me realize how much we do need Kris in our lives.





He was the one that brought us back together anyways.





"No matter what I do, it's never good enough for him!!!

I cloak myself...sustain his anger....care for his....

His....HIS STUPID ASS!" She spat, looking back inside the garage and yelling loud enough that Kris could hear.







"But Hunnie, it was hot...you can't--you shouldn't have done that."





"I'm sure it wasn't even that hot!" She croaks.





Crying in my embrace, the pounding of Kris' heart grows louder and louder as he grunts and pants while I hear pieces of noodles hit the ground. It's clear he's hurt her feelings in many ways, or else she wouldn't have done something so emotional as to chuck a hot bowl of soup on him.



Not daring to look through his vision to see if he had any burns, for he'd feel me right away, instead I wiped the tears from Hunnie's face and pushed her back into the garage.





She turns to look at me with red eyes of remorse before I waved her away and she proceeds back towards Kris.





“Kris?

Kris...I'm sorry.”





Watching her walk to the middle of the room, she faces Kris. He was at an angle I couldn’t see him in and I didn’t want to intrude on them anyway. Hunnie begins cautiously picking up pieces of glass shards off from the ground.





Kris was quiet the whole time, only hisses and grunts left his mouth as Hunnie looks up at him for a reaction with every piece she picked up. Without hesitation, I summoned all the glass pieces to my hands, chucking them in the grass to my side and wiping my bloody hands on my trousers. My mate doesn’t need to be picking up glass shards!





She looks around the ground, then over to me by the doors with her head tilted to the side as I motion for her to continue with Kris. I didn't want her getting worked up again. That could’ve also been a reaction from absorbing my magic as well, but she is a full Dark Witch and not half, meaning her whole body was a dark fortress already.





"Why would you do that!" Kris hisses, as Hunnie sits on the sofa next to him. IT was clear he didn’t want to be heard by me, or he’s been speaking low. From this view I could see her pretty swollen face for she wasn't that close to him and she gazes at him with much remorse laced in her eyes.







"I'm sorry...

You made me really mad...

And, I came here with good intentions, but you sweared and cussed me out....

I get you are mad at Bahm--"





"Just go with him Hunnie.

I want to be alone." Kris whispers quietly and Hunnie moves closer, picking a towel off the ground and wiping parts of his body that I couldn't see.









"But Kris, I want you too...

Do you not care about me anymore?

I'm sorry we mated--"







"I'm not mad at you Hunnie." Speaking as lightly as he could, Kris cuts Hunnie off.

"He is your mate after all, and I shouldn't come between that."





His words bothered me a bit. It was as though he wasn't considering her his mate anymore. Now with the barrier down, I could feel all of him. Our connection was much stronger than before, his pain and emotions has swarmed me since then.



"But you are my mate too...and I want to take care of you..."





"I can heal myself," he says and her eyebrows twitch with confusion.





"Then why don't you...at least your neck and the hole by your ribs.."







Not sure if I could even see Kris, feared that he would be unrecognizable by my own hands. Shame, guilt and regret all clouded over my heart from everything Kris had been through, let alone Hunnie.

She hugs him, walking around the room for her medical supplies before I see her throw his neck brace on a table to the middle of the room.







"I'm tired.

I'm going to stay and take care of him, and nap.” Hunnie approaches the door, taking steps out onto the cement.





"You sure?

Just call me when you're ready." I teleport away before the look on her smith face begins pleading for a kiss.



Not wanting to upset Kris any longer, I wanted to give them both space and time alone, as mates. Even if it meant I had so much making up to do since leaving Hell. I left my mate behind, she didn’t forget about me, and I will make everything up to her.



I broke her heart accidentally, not being able to take full responsibility for marking Azalea.



Being rejected twice was painful, but leaving my mate here all alone, and forgetting about Kris, was much more painful to me.





"Mother, we must talk."





"About?

Have you gotten your memories back?"







"Yes, and I understand why you did it.

I'm going to be a father now, but I hurt Kris severely injured."



Landing in the court yard of my castle, my mother was watching the guards sparing outside, smoking her long pipe and being fanned by her loyal subjects.





“You’ve got much to learn, as a father.

What did you do to Kris?"



I only shot her deadly glares indicating that I didn't want to talk about it, especially after that remark and still highly angered for the fact they didn't try to bring my memories back. What was the worst they thought could happen? I'd hurt them, or my mate? I shut my mouth before the anger boiling over, was released onto my mom. I know she only has my best interest in heart.





"Did...something happen in Hell, that you want to talk about?

Is that why you hurt him-"



Speaking deadly through my teeth, I spat, "BECAUSE OF YOU!

I HURT HIM, BECAUSE OF YOU ALL HERE!

If I EVER, lose my memories again, YOU SUMON THE BEST WITCHES TO BRING THEM BACK!"





With that I teleported to our winery, grabbing a bottle of cognac and drinking the whole thing like it was water. This loophole I had been stuck in, made me sick.



For the next few days it went on like this.

Bottling up my own feelings, only to think about my mate and Kris' instead, and getting a short buzz in Hunnie's absence. She seemed pretty nervous today though, asking what she should wear and what Kris doesn't like as a man. Almost as if she wanted to impress him today. It moved me.



The whole castle was now aware I was back to normal, showering me with love and stuffing me with traditional foods, just like the first time I was casted into Hell. Having to go through many evaluation, per my mothers request, I was pretty busy when Hunnie was away. I remembered everything I went through down in Hell, even sensing my own child fro there. My blood was strong!





"Your Highness, will your mate like these for our new prince, or does she prefer the yellow one?"

Suki, one of my oldest witch in the castle asks me as she holds a traditional Korean outfit in her hands.

The halls were full as everyone tried to prepare the castle for a new baby, but I still wasn't feeling like myself.



I pointed to the red outfit with gold embroidery, proceeding down the hall and towards my chambers, waiting for Hunnie to call me to get her. When she did, she had much hysterics in her voice, alarming me that I could only fathom the worst.







“Baaahmmmm??

Im ready...

I have to talk to you!"