The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"Why have you cut your hair off again?" Luc's mother asked Blue.

Luc's parents were Blue's adoptive parents. They came to see her and our child. Today was the first time they had seen Dion and they had seen Blue after a very long time. Blue and I decided to hold a banquet when Dion was at least three months old.

"I just felt like it," Blue replied.

The Marquis was holding Dion and making strange sounds at him, which my son seemed to find entertaining and was even laughing. So, this was how he laughed. Blue had been pointing it to me for a while now.

"So, if we make strange noises, he will laugh," she whispered to me.

"He might like it if his father makes those noises. You know, His Majesty, and some men have a little frog-like voice which is perfect for this."

"Frog-like voice?" I repeated.

"Don't take offense, babe," Blue said, rubbing my arm. "Boys and men in my world like low-pitched croaky voices. Some of them even try to sound like frogs because they believe it makes them sexy."

"I don't sound like a frog. And I don't try to sound like one either."

'What's so sexy about it? It's just someone's voice, no? I can't help my voice is deep.'

"No, Mom just means you have a heavy and low-pitched voice," she said and then added in a whisper. "It's sexy."

"Yes, that's what I mean. You know what I love about your dad?" she asked and replied for herself. "His voice."

"Just my voice?" the Marquis grumbled, eyeing his wife.

"Not just your voice. Just one of the things I love about you is your voice," she said. "Anyway, Blue, I think you look really good in this new haircut. Honestly, it suits you more. Your new personality."

"Has my personality changed?" Blue chuckled.

"Not exactly changed, but you sure are different now," Aisha, the Marquis said. "You are more confident and… Blue, I have heard what you did. You were brave, my daughter. It must have taken a lot of willpower and courage to do that. I have been scared when I heard the news. It was… a little unexpected that you have that much power, even though we knew you are a dark mage.

But you know, more than anything else, I… No, we are proud of you. And we are really glad that you are safe."

Blue smiled and let Aisha hold her hands. "You two have been supportive as well as Luc, Ruby. I am glad. I have never believed in luck, but maybe, I should, a little. I am lucky to have you all as my family."

"Me too. I am happy that you are my daughter," Aisha said and then looked at me. There were tears in her eyes. "And I am glad Your Majesty is my son-in-law… my son."

I gave a small nod because I did not know what else to do. I was not used to hearing things like this. My wife had told me many times how much she loved me and how much she cared for me. But I was not used to anyone else saying that. I surely not as hell used to being called 'son', by a woman who truly meant it.

It did not feel bad.

"Little Dion looks like Your Majesty," the Marquis said.

"Yeah, the similarities are striking," Aisha nodded, looking between Dion and me.

"They even laugh the same way," Blue added and smiled at me. "He is your 'little me'."

The Marquis and Marchioness joined us for lunch. They left in the afternoon after having tea with us. Blue wanted to go to her workshop for a while. I did not stop her. Not after what had happened last night. It was clear she did not cut her hair only because it was hot.

It was not hot enough. She did it because she had been restless and angry. She had been losing her mind because she could not use her work.

"Dion will be fine with me. We will join a meeting and then, take a nap while Mommy works," I said.

"Mommy?" she mumbled. I could clearly see a smile playing on her lips as she kissed both of us goodbye and left us in my study.

"It's just the two of us now," I said and looked at my son who stared at me with his dark eyes. He looked too much like me. It almost felt like magic. Did Blue use her magic unknowingly to make a copy of me?

I chuckled. "Do you know who I am?" I asked and touched his nose gently. "I am your daddy, little one. I am a little afraid, you know. I don't know how I will raise you. But I promise I will give my best and never make you feel neglected."

"I still love your mommy the most though. You come second. But know that I love you a lot too."

I had always thought I would not be able to care for a child if I ever had one, especially if that child had black eyes like mine. I hated my eyes more than anyone else.

But after seeing my son for the first time, hatred never came to my mind. I was only thinking that the child I was seeing was my child that my wife gave birth to. The feeling was full of admiration, love, pride and… arrogance, domination. I felt like I had my wife to myself completely. She was mine. Only mine.

But I also loved my child. Being around him made me realize maybe I would not be a bad father. At least, I could do a better job than my parents. I did not think the way my father did. I did not want to use my son for power just the way my father wanted to use me. Hell, if my father had someone as powerful as Blue in his life, he would have been over the moon.

When did I ever think I could have more power because of Blue?

Never.

The thought just never crossed my mind. I had loved her as my wife. That was all. I had never wanted her for power.

With Blue's help, who clearly had a gift for being a good mother figure to any child, I had a feeling I would also be able to be a father my son would be proud of and feel lucky to have.