Third person’s point of view.
King Wymond watched his mate run out in tears, but he didn’t chase after her, rather he angrily punched the wall nearest to him continuously, until his knuckles started bleeding.
Edward who was standing by the side stepped forward and cleared his throat.
“Your Majesty, those words were too harsh and…. ”
“Shut the fuçk up!” King Wymond growled at Edward, who quickly took few steps back and raised his hands in surrender.
“Arghhh!” King Wymond roared angrily and continued punching the wall.
★★★★★
Arabella’s point of view.
“It hurts, Renee, it really hurts so much…” I cried.
Renee hugged me tighter and rubbed my back gently in consolation.
“… I didn’t expect he’d have so much doubts about me, I didn’t even imagine he’d have such thoughts..” I sniffled. “.. I have long moved on from Drake, I don’t even regard him as a friend right now…”
“It’s fine, dear, stop crying” she wiped my tears, but that just seem to make them flow more.
“It really hurts so much… why is it hurting me?” I asked amidst tears.
“It hurts because you love him and it hurts to have someone you love doubting you” she said.
“Trust me, I don’t love Drake, it’s.. it’s.. it’s Wymond I want, he’s my mate and he’s the one I love, but why’s he having doubts about me.. it really hurts, Renee” I cried even more.
“I know, don’t mind my brother, he’s a fool and a jealous freak” she cooed me.
Renee let me cry on her shoulder to my heart content, she was just patting my back and wiping my tears until I’ve had enough.
“Are you thirsty?” she asked me.
I shook my head and hiccuped.
“I wanna go home”
“Home? Which home?” she asked again, but I guess she already knows what I mean.
“I wanna go to evergreen, I miss my mom and brother” I answered.
She stared at me for a moment, then burst into a short laughter.
“You don’t miss you mom or your brother, you’re just mad at Wymond” she said.
Mentioning Wymond’s name just seem to uproot the anger I’ve kinda buried inside, I folded my arms on my chest and scoffed angrily.
“You know, men can be foolish sometimes and my brother isn’t an exception” she said.
“Do you know he’s indirectly calling me a harlot?”
She laughed.
“I guess he’s just too horny and he’s angry he can’t mate with you right now, you know, because of your injury”
“But that doesn’t mean he should doubt my fidelity, right?”
She chuckled lightly.
“That’s men for you, they can go crazy when they’re horny and my brother has been sex-starved for thousands of years.. I guess that’s why he’s gone momentarily rogue” she said and we both laughed at her last word *rogue*.
Her words seemed right, Wymond and I have found each other for almost a month, but we haven’t gone past making out, which is weird for us, supernaturals… it’s kind of…
I don’t even know the right word to describe it.
“What should I do now?” I asked.
Renee gave me a knowing look but I don’t seem to understand, she smirked and called me closer.
She whispered something in my ear, which made me grinned widely and my cheeks flustered.
“Let’s go, I’ll make a wish to heal your wound” she said.
★★★★★
Third person’s point of view.
(Barrack_Training ground) (09:09pm)
The last army fell on the ground in a loud thud and refused to get up, King Wymond looked around searching for another army to train with, but he found none because they’re laying on the ground and groaning agonizingly.
It’s been eleven hours since he had an argument with his mate and he haven’t gone back home since then, he’s been training with the armies -more like, transferring his aggression to them.
“Come on, get up and fight!” he growled enthusiastically, but the armies were all crawling away from him.
“Your Majesty” Edward called as he jogged towards King Wymond.
“What?! Wanna fight?!”
“No, no, no” Edward quickly shook his head in disagreement.
He touched bruised up face and hissed quietly, King Wymond started training with him and he regretted it because he was beaten very badly.
“There’s news from the palace” he reported.
“What?”
“It’s the queen”
King Wymond walked towards a bench to get a bottle of water.
“What’s wrong with her?”
“She ate the antidotes Drake gave her and she’s been vomiting blood, she’s….”
King Wymond didn’t let Edward finished his words before he took off, leaving an amused Edward behind.
“Phew!” Edward breathe out. “I wouldn’t have been able to hold back my laughter if he didn’t leave” he said to himself.
Edward’s head snapped towards the armies that were groaning on the ground, then he subconsciously touched his bruised face and hissed again.
“Hold on guys, I’ll get the paramedics” he said.
★★★★★
(King Wymond’s room)
King Wymond pushed the door open and rushed into his room, but his legs halted abruptly and stayed rooted in a spot as his eyes landed on something.
His mate sprawled sexily on their king size bed in nothing, but red lacy bra and matching panty, her lower lip was sexily folded in her mouth and held with her teeth.
Her hair was packed up in a very messy bun, exposing her neck with a few strands of hair falling on her neck, she had a glamorous make up and shiny red lipstick which gave her the look of a little seductress.
King Wymond felt his dîck twist in his pants as his eyes trailed along her milky white skin, he couldn’t help but take slow steps towards her, because the more he stared and drool over her, the harder his dîck became.
“Come to Momma” his mate slurred seductively. “Momma’s ready for you” she said.
He didn’t take slow steps anymore when he heard that, he jumped and landed on the bed, he stayed on his knees as his eyes landed on her cleavage with his tongue sticking out like a hungry dog.
“Wanna have a bite of this sexiness?” she asked him and he nodded dumbly. “Then come get it”
His eyes moved towards her wounded abdomen only to find out it’s completely healed, she smirked and winked at him.
“I’m healed, let’s do it” with that King Wymond pounced on her, he held her hands above her head and crashed his lips on hers.