Werewolf Elemental

Chapter Nine

It has been exactly a week after the said party and now, everyone are busy preparing for Onyx's birthday tomorrow. I, on the other hand is busy on munching some brownies that Onyx baked earlier. Maybe it's his way to make me distracted so that I wouldn't go and harassed someone and beg them to let me help.

"Are you trying to make me fat?" I say, when he comes into view holding yet another plate of brownies.

Onyx laughs and sits on his mother's throne. And yes, I am sitting on Maggy's throne. I am the King. Bow down before I decapitate all of you.

"Are you practing some sort of beheading?" Onyx laughs, snatching the brownie on my mouth and eating it. I freeze, eyes wide. "No one will take you seriously with a brownie hanging from your mouth while ordering to decapitate someone."

"They will... once they see my face."

He laughs again. The sound echoing throughout the throne room. "Hals, you look adorable when you're glaring. You're eyes are scrunched up and you're also pouting."

"I do not."

"Yes, you do."

"Decapitate him!"

"Oh, I'm so scared."

"Why are you two sitting on our throne?" Both of us jump away from each other. How did we get so close that our faces — s**t, why is my cheeks getting hot all of a sudden?

Onyx shifts away, biting his lower lip. His tip of his ears are also beginning to turn red.

Are we — are we blushing?

King Magnus smiles widen while looking at the two of us. "Did I interrupted something?"

We both glance at each other before looking away. This is so awkward. I need my brownies.

"Oh well, I just wanted to say hello before doing some rounds around the castle. You two continue whatever it is that I interrupted."

His footsteps echoes around the halls before disappearing. Onyx and I just stood there completely still.

"I should go and help. Thank you for uhm.. the brownies." I began going down the steps when suddenly Onyx appears infront of me. His hand clutching mine as he lightly squeeze it.

My heart is beating so fast that I may suffer from a freaking heart attack.

I back away and found myself sitting on the throne again. Onyx is standing while staring at me with a certain emotion. Fond? I'm not really good at reading someones expressions.

My eyes widens when he kneels before me. "What are you doing?"

His other hand reach out and gently stroke my cheeks. "Do you trust me, Hals?"

I nod.

He leans forward, his lips almost touching my jaw. I let out a sound when he began trailing kisses on my neck and stop once he reach the juncture connecting my shoulder to my neck. The place where my mark should be. His lips hovers at it for a moment before placing a light kiss that made me shiver a bit.

"Tomorrow, everyone will know who you are to me." He murmurs, his hand circling ny waist and dragging me forward. My legs opens up and he settles between them, his face still on the side of neck. "You are mine, Hals as I am yours."

He backs away and stares at me. "Say something."

I blink once. Twice. Maybe more.

Did he just confessed to me?

"Something." I said, still a little dazed. "Woah. Wait. What if I'm not your mate?"

"You really don't know?" He asks, tilting his head in confusion.

I shake my head.

"We're you sleeping on the lecture about Alpha King's mates and on how they find them?"

There is a lecture about what?

"Males wolves that has a higher position can find their mates before they turn eighteen. I'm the future king of this kingdom and... I knew you were my mate when I turned sixteen." He explains, he removes his hands on my waist and places them on my thighs. "Don't you remember that day I almost ripped Peter away from you? I was on edge the entire day becauss you're avoiding me and when I saw you holding his hand... I just. I wanted to kill him. Peter. Our Peter."

"But the rumors..."

Onyx groans. "Not true. I never touched a woman. Never kissed anyone. In fact, I'm saving myself for you, Hals."

Okay, my cheeks are about to explode.

"I uh, it's getting hot in here. Uhm, let's go somewhere cold." He laughs and turns around, patting his back for me to hop on. "Come on. I know the exact place and you can lie down too."

We both look around as we pass by numerous hallways. It's a good thing he can't see me right now. My face is still hot just by thinking about what happened in the throne room.

I vow to never step inside that room again. As if I can. Onyx will drag me inside like his life depends on it.

My eyes moves around, still amazed by the structure of this place. I've been in and out of this castle since we were kids and yet here I am, still enthralled by the paintings of their family.

Will I be up there someday? Wearing a gown? Yeah no. I'll be the first one wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. I'll be the cool Queen.

Queen. s**t. Am I fit to be a Queen?

"Were here."

We stop infront of a double door. He squats down so I could land on my feet.

"You okay?"

Am I okay? I'm going to be a Queen. Am I really his mate? He won't lie to me, right?

"Your cute glare won't scare me, love. What is bothering you?"

You. I'm supposed to hate you but something inside me opposes that opinion.

"Are you really sure that I'm you're mate? What if you're wrong and it turns out Peter is your mate. I mean, I'm not a high rank female and you're supposed to be..." I didn't get to finish my sentence when he grabs my face and kisses me deeply. I responded instantly, tugging his hair with my hands earning a low groan from him.

"Oh, dear. I thought your father is starting to see things and yet he is not lying." The Queens voice snaps us out to reality and I push him away. Onyx wraps his hand on my waist and turns to look at his mother.

"Hello, mom."

I facepalmed myself. Seriously?

The Queen stare at us then her eyes went down at Onyx's hand on my waist. "It's best that I leave you both to settle whatever it is you need to finish." She turns around and began walking away but stops and slowly look behind her shoulder and winks. "Make sure to lock the door."

My mouth drops as I watch her laugh — cackle — and I bet on my grave that she's going to report this to everyone she'll come across with.

"We should go inside before someone else sees us."

He opens the door and I gawked. I'm going inside his bedroom. The room where the magic happens— don't go there right now.

Woah that's a big bed. No.

Onyx clears his throat and ushers me to sit on a sofa. My eyes roam around and I'm impressed. I've never been in his room since the ancient times. He's definitely grown — up.

"Is it bothering you that you are in my room?"

I shake my head.

My thoughts are bothering me and your big ass bed.

"Go on."

I giggle and ran towards his bed and dive like a motherfreaking diver. It's so soft and I can smell his cologne. Damn. I groan and lay back to stare at the ceiling.

"Can I have this bed? It's so comfy. I swear, you will never make me leave this bed ever again."

Onyx laughs and sits on the edge. "Not planning on it."

He stares at me all sprawled up on his bed. My dress is already crumpled and I don't even care. I will face my mother's wrath later and use Onyx as a shield.

"Can you stay here tonight?" He says, I stopped making sheet angels and sat up, tilting my head. "I want you to be here all night with me, Hals. Just us. We can watch a movie and wait until midnight to uhm, greet each other a happy birthday. That would.. uhm, be cool."

"Just us?"

He nods. "Is that okay? We're not going to do anything else."

"Really?"

Oh god. Why do I sound desperate?

"Really."