The Werewolf King's Bride-Chapter 533: Feel Like Home

(From Demetrius’s Perspective)

"Your Mommy’s finally here," I whispered to my son.

Soon, my wife entered the bedroom, her face flushed and arms spread as she greeted our son first. She placed a small packet on the tea table before running to our son who was on the bed, as I was playing with him.

"Aww, my sweet little baby, did you miss Mommy?" she said and scooped him in her arms. She kissed Dion and tickled his belly with her nose, making him laugh happily. "Mommy got you a lot of clothes and toys. Are you excited? If it was not hot outside, Mommy would have taken you too."

"The fact that Mommy forgot about Daddy makes Daddy hurt, you know?"

"Tell Daddy that he made Mommy mad, so Mommy was angry," she said, looking at the baby. "But Mommy is not that angry anymore and if Daddy promised to behave and not argue with Mommy when Mommy is right, Mommy might give him a hug too."

"Alright, Daddy says sorry. Now, maybe Daddy can have a kiss too."

She gave me the side eye and burst into a fit of giggling. She frightened me when she ran into my arms. I feared she might fall. But in the end, she did not and I hugged her tightly, however, making sure our baby was not suffocated.

I hated the idea of letting her go shopping only with Perita, however, perhaps she needed it for her mental health. Now, I started to think it was not the worst idea.

She pulled back and looked at me with those lovely blue eyes full of love. "Oh, you are so tall. Shouldn’t you bend a little?"

"Why?" I smirked.

"You are the one who asked for a kiss."

"Just a kiss?"

"Only a kiss for now. I have a lot to tell you," she said.

I tensed up a little but brought my face down. No matter what kind of things she had to tell me, I would not say no to a kiss, let it be a light one, or a deep one.

She kissed me gently. If Dion was not in her arms, I would have hugged her tightly and kissed her senselessly. I held myself back and let her get away with a simple kiss.

"Dion hasn’t cried, has he?" she asked.

"No. He was hungry, but the milk in his bottles was enough," I said. "How was your shopping?"

"Not bad. I bought quite a lot of things. They will send the items here by today," she said.

"What did you buy?" I asked.

"Clothes for me and Dion, jewelry, toys for Dion… Ah, Perita and I also went to a café. The food was good, however, I could not enjoy it as much as I wanted to. I also wanted to bring strawberry cake for you, but… Well, I did bring cake for you, from a different café, that is," she said. "You must have it now. The weather is hot. I hope the cream hasn’t melted."

She walked to the tea table and I followed her. She opened the packet and inside, there was a large piece of strawberry cake with a whole strawberry on top and chunks of strawberries could be seen in the cream too, and a banana muffin.

"I didn’t bring a full cake, because I was not sure if it would taste good. I haven’t tried from that cafe, you know. Now, now, come and eat them. I ate quite a lot of things too. First, at the café, then at the duke’s."

"You went to the dukedom?" I asked, surprised, while she got me a fork. So, we would not have to ask for utensils every time we ate something, we had a place in our bookshelf where we kept a few forks, spoons, plates, bowls, and glasses. It was not a very good-looking thing to do, but little things like this made this room feel like home.

"Yes," she nodded. "I didn’t want to. I mean, it was not planned. Oh, Dem, I think their marriage will fail."

I could not care less about whether the duke and the duchess’s marriage would fail or not. So, I tried to look a little concerned as I took my first bite of the strawberry cake. Hm, it was a good one.

She sat down beside me and told me what happened, while I enjoyed the cake and the muffin. Blue always tried to get me something sweet, whenever she spent time with the duchess or the mistress of the magic tower. She knew how much I liked sweet food. Sometimes, when I spent too much time working or came back from a meeting after a long time, she would welcome me with desserts.

Well, I preferred her most of the time, but desserts were not bad as well.

She did not like sweet foods herself that much. She preferred spicy food and I never understood how someone could like a food that burned their tongue and gave them pain. Then again, she did not understand how someone could eat that much sweet things.

"Basically, the duchess is having an affair," I said.

"I don’t know if we can call it an affair, as the duke gave permission. It’s more like an open marriage," she said and took a glance at my confused face before adding, "That is what we call it in my world. I am pretty sure it’s called the same thing in this world too. You just don’t know."

"In an open marriage, you are free to be with another person?"

"Yeah. Both can be with others."

"Why don’t they just divorce?"

"I think they want to enjoy each other while enjoying other people too," she said. "I am not sure. I don’t understand it much as well, as I can never think of sharing you with someone else. You won’t believe it. Some people even invite a third person to have sex with the couple."

"What? No way! Don’t they get jealous?"

"Maybe it’s not the same for them. We have different mindsets after all," she shrugged. "Today, it was really weird, you know, watching your friend with another man when you know she is married. It’s their business, I know. But it’s just so… I am not sure if I will be able to look at her the same way I used to. I think I am being unreasonable, but I can’t help it."

"I don’t think I would feel good either if I see Luc with another woman when he is married to Ruby," I said.

"What would you do?"

"I would smack him hard and tell him to divorce first," I said. "I don’t like cheating."

"And what if Ruby gave him permission?"

"He would still get smacked, as I wouldn’t ask before smacking him," I shrugged. "I never ask before smacking him."

She bit on her bottom lip, thinking hard. I watched her face, observing every one of her movements. She was just so damn cute and beautiful. I wanted to kiss her, hug her and honestly, just fuck her.

But then again, my eyes found the creature in her arms and I was reminded once again that I could not do everything I wanted right now as it was not just the two of us anymore. Our family had one more member and I would have to wait until our son was old enough to leave us alone before I could do what I wanted anytime.

"Just leave it, honey. We cannot fix the marriage of another couple," I said, taking her hand and giving it a squeeze.

"I know… I am worried about the kids…"

"There is nothing we can do. At least, they have a place to go to."

"That guy… Dem, I have seen him somewhere…"

"The guy who was with the duchess?" I asked.

"Yeah… Now that I think about it, he looks familiar."

"What does he look like?"

"I am not sure about his eyes. He is good-looking, bronze-skinned, and has dark eyes. Dark brown eyes, actually. His hair is a mix between red and brown, more brown than red."

"So, he is handsome?"

"Don’t be jealous. He is not as handsome as you," she said, eyeing me. She was well aware of how much of a jealous person I was. At least, she was talking about him like she was describing a person only, not like she was describing someone she found utterly handsome. Actually, after we had a kid, I felt more assured than ever. Now, I kind of knew her eyes were only for me.

"Do you remember seeing a guy like this?"

I tried to think. I could remember the features of people rather well. Their names were the things I forgot.

"Someone like this? I have seen quite a few people like this, Blue. I also have a knight with the same feature that you just mentioned. He is rather tall. Would you call that man tall?"

"I am not sure. He was sitting, so… I think he is tall, but not too much. Okay, rather than tall, I think he is more of regular height," she said.

"My knight is not of regular height. He is tall. Wait," I said.

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’Bring knight Malek here,’ I commanded with my mind to one of the two guards standing at our door.

’Yes, Your Highness,’ he said.

"What?" she asked, confused.

"He will be here within a moment," I said.

"Now…? Well, good, cause I might forget the man’s face. I can remember words, not faces," she said. "Oh, look, Dion is trying to find my boobs with his lips. Over the dress."

"He tried to suck my nose, thinking it was your boob," I said grimly.

"What? Your nose? Pfft! What the…?" she started laughing, almost snorting.

"I think he looks for something round."

"Your nose ain’t even round," she laughed.

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"The tip is though."

"Only a little."

"Your nipple is round only a little too."

"Come on, the tip of your nose is surely not like my nipple. That will make your nose my boob," she said and we both started laughing uncontrollably. Because of her, I had a very vivid image of a boob in the place of my nose in my mind and I just could not stop laughing.

Although my stomach hurt from laughing too hard, my mind was at ease. This was the feeling I craved. I loved how it felt like home.