The sunlight hurt my eyes even though they're closed, but I put my hand in front of my face anyways to block out the light. Ugh, what time is it? The sun doesn't hit the side of the bed until like, eleven or something. No way I slept in that much.
Luna rolled over beside me and wrapped her arms around my waist. I've been sleeping in the same bed with her for a while now. How long? Two weeks or something like that? It's been the best two weeks of my life, that's for damn sure.
Luna's so kind to me now, it's so different than it used to be. She doesn't mock me anymore or embarrass me for no reason. She doesn't hit me for the fun of it or take me down to the playroom and threaten me if I mess up. It's taken me a while to get used to, but I must say, I love the adjustment.
Of course, she does have her moments. Sometimes when she and Marlene, who I now know is her stepmother and not her actual mother, get into fights she comes back in a blind rage. She still scares the shit out of me when she has moments like that, because she paces and yells at no one in particular, like she's explaining the scenario to herself, so she can work through it faster. But thankfully she doesn't beat me up when things like that happen.
She hasn't hit me since she said she wasn't going too, but I think that it's partially my fault. She's a Wolf, and an erratic one at that. She's going to be crowned Queen soon and has an entire country to take care of. On top of that she doesn't have me to help her vent her anger anymore. I don't think she's never had anyone to beat up, and I'm not really sure how it's affecting her.
Luna nuzzled her nose into the back of my neck and growled lowly, protectively, "Why did you flinch?"
I opened my eyes and removed my hands to see the window and the sun peaking through the curtains. I reached back and ran my fingers through her hair gently, "The sun scared me."
Her lips curled into a smile against my skin, one that felt slightly wicked. "Do I need to kill it for you?" she joked.
A chuckled escape me and I rolled over so that I could see her face more clearly. Because she was buried in my neck she's a little bit below me, but I don't think she minds me being above her this one time. "No, I don't think the rest of your people would enjoy that."
"I don't care about them." she grunted and locked her arms behind me to keep me from going anywhere, "I care about you."
She's always saying sappy stuff like that. At first, I thought she was joking and was just teasing me like she'd done so long before, but eventually I got used to her continuous praise and accepted that maybe, somewhere deep inside, she did care about me. I thought that Wolves and Vampires' weren't meant to like one another, and that's why she continuously hurt me, but I think she just has a lot of built up anger that she doesn't know how to get rid of.
"So," she said, pulled me out of my head, "What do you want to do today?"
I shrugged. We went shopping yesterday and lounged about the castle the day before, she was working in her office on Thursday, so I watched some TV and made lunch for myself. We don't really do anything in particular, and, because she's the princess, she can do pretty much whatever she wants whenever she wants. It's nice though, because I can't go out in the day she calls a place and tells them to stay open at night, so we can go and spend time together. "Whatever you want, I guess."
She sighed, "That's not an answer I wanted."
"I'm sorry," I admitted, "But I can't go out in the sun and you don't like being away at night."
She really doesn't hate it, but she definitely doesn't like the night life. Maybe we can find something to do that's inside and during the day, but other than shopping there's not a ton of options.
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Deserae
FantasyMy eyes narrowed down at her. God I hate Vampire's. Their perfection, their beauty, their lust for weak minds and strong bodies. I hate how they look and act, all innocent and pure until they desire the life source of all living things. Then they tu...