I want you to see me

Blue's POV:

"I don't like him. Princess. He is dangerous and I can tell." Sarah expressed worriedly, pacing around restlessly.

Wilder had taken us to his pack, Night Shade Pack. And a maid led us to the room, that Wilder prepared for me. "How many stairs did we had to climb down, before getting to this room?" I asked, sitting up on the bed, ignoring her restless chants.

She halted, "About four. Why do you ask?"

"Does this mean our bedroom is like— underground?"

"Yes it is." She answered, unsure of where I was headed.

"What! We are underground???"

"Yes we are,. What's wrong with that?"

"I don't want to be hidden, Sarah. I have been hidden all my life, and I am not about to continue living that way. I want to be out there in the open!" I declared frowning, folding my hands below my chest.

"Are you not listening to me, Blue? We have been taking by a man who we don't even know, what he wants with you, and he has a freaking black hole in his chest!" She paused, "And if he's truly the Alpha of Night Shade Pack, then we shouldn't be associated with him. He is a monster!"

I crossed my legs, sitting properly at the edge of the bed. "Is that how you see me? A monster?" I asked, my voice low.

"No. No I don't. I do not see you as a monster, Princess. And you will never be one to me." She replied softly.

"So, why do you see him as one?"

She rubbed her hands against each other nervously, "there are rumors about him, Blue. He is not a werewolf by birth, he is a human. He was born a weak human. To make him strong, his father caught the legendary four mystical wolves and put them

Inside of him." She paused, making sure that I was following.

"Okay..."

"That man, Blue. He is neither a man nor a werewolf. He is a monster." She finished off.

"And I ask again, Sarah. Why do you see him as a monster?" I asked, unfazed by her story. If it wasn't Sarah... if it was another person in her stead, I would have lost my cool already.

"I.... I ... I heard... I heard he killed the last Alpha of Night Shade Pack to take over the throne. He has also murdered a lot of people." She stammered.

I shrugged, "So? I killed Agnar. I burnt down an entire temple, making sure there would be no survivors."

"After... after what they did to you, your actions are justified."

I laughed, and laughed even more. "My pack, the people of Crescent Moon Pack, they all hated me. I was bullied by them, pushed and beaten by them. I was five, Sarah." I stood up, walking over to where she stood, "So tell me Sarah, if I decided to burn down my entire pack, killing children, women, men, my parents and everyone who dared bully me..."

I inhaled, then exhaled as the memories became vivid. "If I kill them all, would my actions still be justified?"

She moved back, her body shaking in fright. "I.. uhm... I.. I.. don't know."

"You don't know? I need an answer, a yes or a no. IF I KILL THEM ALL, would my actions still be justified?"

She went on her knees immediately, "please forgive me princess. I am sorry." Her body vibrated in fear.

"I will let it go, this time. Next time, I won't be so merciful." I walked back to the bed, and laid on it. Covering my body with the blanket... "I want to sleep, don't disturb me."

It's been so long since I last slept on a bed. For thirteen years all I have ever known is hard concrete floors, and with the magical helmet over my head, I couldn't sleep properly.

*******

"Before we talk about why you had helped me escape from the southern temple... First, I want you to know that I won't be staying in that underground room. I want to feel the sunlight on my face, so I want a room up here." I said, standing before Wilder in his throne room. He called for me, and I answered.

"And if I don't adhere to your wants?"

I shrugged, "then I will leave and oh... I also need you to cure my blindness. Lastly, I need a position in your palace, maybe your Luna... you don't seem to have one."

Definitely, no woman would want to marry a man that is consider a monster.

To my surprise, Wilder started laughing, his laughter resounding loudly in his throne room, bouncing off the walls of the room and back to my ear.

"Tell me Blue..." he stood up from his throne, walking over to me in slow steps. "Why in the world would I so graciously... tick all the box on your to do list?" He towered before me, his aura giving off intimidation. But I cannot be intimidated.

I moved backwards, feeling a bit... just a bit intimidated, "you saw what I did back at the temple. If you don't comply with my wants, I will burn down you and your entire pack to nothing but ashes."

He laughed. He laughed again!

Do I look like a joke to him.

"Now I'm wondering if I should add you to my courtroom, as the king's jester. You are the only one who has been able to make laugh, in a very long time. Probably twenty five years ago."

"You find me funny? Me? Funny?" If I wasn't blind, I would definitely be glaring at him. Or can a blind person glare? I mean I won't know.

"Yes Blue. I find your feeble attempt to threaten me, funny." He chuckled.

"Well you won't find me funny, when my flames burn you from the insides, dragging you all the way to hell." I stomped my feet on the ground maliciously.

"You see Blue, your flames. Ah, they are very interesting, in-fact I was a bit smitten by them." He closed the gap between us, lowering his head down, his lips on my ear, I shuddered. Whispering, he said..., "But I have got to ask. How do you intend to kill a man that has no soul?"

"No souls?" I repeated.

Sarah told me he had the legendary four mystical wolves inside of him, she didn't say anything about him not having a soul.

"Yes Blue." He answered, walking back to his throne, then he sat on it. "You see Blue, from the day I was born, my destiny was already set for me. I was the boy meant to carry the sins of my ancestor on my shoulders, and die with it. But my father Reagan, bless his soul— did not want such destiny for his only son. And so when I died and went to hell, my father caught the legendary four mystical wolves and with the help of his brother, caged them inside of me. And I was reborn..." he spread his arms wide, cackling in a sinister manner.

"And this is why you can't kill me, Blue. The mystical wolves inside of me, cannot be killed by your flames. But—" he paused, I could tell he was grinning. "Your flames can subdue them."

"The black hole." I mumbled, remembering what Sarah had said. The wolves are responsible for the hole in his chest, and if they get it any more bigger, they would be able to escape and that would leave Wilder with no soul. And no soul, means death.

"I can see you can already tell the part you are to play. The reason I rescued you."

So what if he has no soul? He can't make me work for him without granting my wishes. I am not afraid of him!

"I won't help you, unless you carry out my request. You need me more than I need you, Wilder."

He laughed, AGAIN!

"Do you have a death wish?" He stood up from his throne once more.

Wrapping my hands underneath my boobs, I responded. "You can't kill me Wilder Reagan, and you don't scare me either."

The only reason I was able to live for thirteen years with no food or water, it's because my source of life comes from my flames. I have regenerative powers.

He walked over to me in slow strides, then stood before me... and for a second I couldn't breathe. Why ? I don't know. "Who said anything about killing you, Blue." His hands reached out for my face, and he caressed my left cheek with his finger.

I forgot how to breathe again!

His caresses gave birth to a feeling I never thought I was capable of having.

"Don't you think there's one thing you have that I do not have, Blue."

"And what is that?"

He lowered his lips to my ear, and whispered... "Sarah."

"Don't you dare touch her! I don't care if you don't have a soul, the moment you lay a finger on her I would find for a thousand ways to kill you, Wilder Reagan."

He withdrew his finger from my cheeks, then placed it underneath my chin, raising my head up. "You are cute when you make baby threats. Very cute, there's fine line between cute and annoying. So don't you ever threaten me again." He voiced, in a low growl.

I said nothing.

"So tell me Blue, do you still want to bathe in the sunlight?"

I bit my lower lip, wishing I could really burn him. "No."

"Good. Now that we have come to an agreement, I would advise you blue..." he paused, then continued, "don't you dare act out of place, ever again. I might have been intrigued by your existence, but..." his right hand left my chin and encircled my waist, bringing me closer to him. We had no space in-between us, and my breathing... i couldn't breathe properly.

"Hmm, I think returning your eyesight won't be a bad idea. I want you to see me as much as I see you." He mumbled, his earlier sentence left unfinished.

Why does his words affects me in a weird way? He wants me to see him as much as he sees me.

I could feel my heart beat accelerating, something it has never done before.

In that moment, I was super aware of every thing he does. His breath fanning the brink of my nose, his hand laying just above my butt, and his lips an inch away from my lips.

"Maybe... maybe having you as my Luna, won't be such a bad idea."