WANTED BY THE CURSED ALPHA

Demand

🐦‍🔥🐦‍🔥WANTED BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING 👑 👑

✍️✍️WRITTEN BY WILFRED BRIGHT✍️✍️

⚔️⚔️DO NOT SHARE⚔️⚔️DO NOT SHARE⚔️⚔️

📖📖CHAPTER EIGHT📖📖

💧💧THEME: As your queen, I demand it.💧💧

Wilder's POV;

"Why in the world do I have to marry her??" I asked Hershel, shocked by what he had just said.

"Her flames had refused to accept you and that is why the hole in your chest won't close up." He answered.

"Explain, Hershel." I snapped, "Why won't it accept me?" I asked further. I need him to go straight to the point, not to say words that I barely understood.

"Her flames, it's alive."

I rubbed my forehead tiredly, "I know that, Hershel."

He had already explained this to me, I don't know why he felt the need to say it again. He had explain that the reason why her flames would eat a person soul, instead of burn the person's body like a normal fire would... was solely because they live.

"So... normally her flames would devour on their victim's soul, but because of the mystical wolves in you... the flames actually quenches once inside your body." He explained even more, but nothing he said made me understand why I had to get married to Blue.

"Hershel." I called, annoyed.

"Yes Sire." He answered, his eyes staring directly at the floor.

"You told me that her flames would cage the mystical wolves. That is what you said, so why would it quench? And why... why do I have to marry her??"

One more mistake. Just one more mistake from him, and I would loose it.

"Well...." He stammered, unable to look me in the eye.

"Speak! Hershel!" I growled, and he jumped back in fright.

I rubbed the back of my head tirelessly, trying so much to calm my rage.

"I was wrong about that, Sire." He muttered softly, If I didn't have super-hearing I won't have heard him.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I asked calmly. "Okay, just tell me what it is you found out. Why is the only solution you have to offer me, is marriage to Blue?"

"Be... because.. her flames was not supposed to cage in the wolves, but to mix with your blood and increase your capabilities. That would include, closing up the hole in your chest and making your body a much more stronger cage for the wolves."

I stood up from the chair where I was seated, and paced around the room having a bit of understanding, of what he had just shared.

"So... why do I have to marry her, to make this possible?" I asked, turning around to stare at him.

"Her flames are loyal to her alone. They would only heal her, or help her. But—"

"But?"

"If you were to get married to her, the marriage ritual would let both of you to be joined as one. Also, her blood would be mixed in your blood and.."

"And then her flames would be loyal to me too. They would heal me." I exclaimed in realization. "Get everything ready, Hershel. I am getting married today."

I can't waste a single moment!

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"This is absurd, your highness. You can't get married out of the blue. It doesn't make any sense!" An elder in whom I have no desire, to know his name yelled.