Under The Moon (Black Panther x Reader)

Chapter 25 "Conflict"

T'Challa's POV

Y/N had been determined to know what has been on my mind.
Truth was, I knew the Avengers may need something. I knew something was wrong. And I had to help.

Our honeymoon lasted for two days. Though the break was nice, I couldnt help but feel eager to see if my friends were okay. All I knew was Y/N would want to come with where ever I go. It was my job to keep her safe.

"Shuri" I pulled my sister aside, "I need your help."

She blinked, her mood changed from bubbly to serious within those five words, "What do you need?"

"I need you to keep Y/N safe..." I explained everything with detail and told her my plan. All she had to do, was to prevent Y/N from following me. But that was easier said then done.
     Everything was beginning to fall into place. I left early while my wife was still asleep and I left to adventure off into the unknown.

Your POV

The bed was cold when I woke up. I realized T'Challa had not been with me for a while... probably some sort of council meeting or he probably left to defend Wakanda of something small. But I couldnt help but feel a sense of betrayal.
    Everyone always said the first year of marriage was often the hardest year, and I began to agree.

"Where's T'Challa?" I asked Shuri who merely shrugged. Tightening my robes around my waist, I slipped on my slippers and went out into the court yard only to find it vacant.
     T'Challa had gone somewhere and didnt tell me where or why.
Insecurities began to burn inside me.

Is there another woman? What if I'm not good enough? Did I say something to make him angry? Is he hurt?

The worst case scenarios formed in my mind. Anger stung inside me and I held back tears as these fears repeated in my mind. For a moment, I remained in the courtyard, staring at the view ahead. I held my breath hoping he would explain himself when he returned.
"What's troubling you?" His mother spoke to me.

At once, I spun around meeting her chocolate brown gaze. "T'Challa left without telling me where."
    His mother frowned, "I see. But he will return. I promise."

Promise? What even is that. Is that just a contract meant to be broken? A boundary that falls into heaps of ashes? He promised me his full love and trust. But why disappear so suddenly?

Silently, I pushed these negative thoughts away. I knew my husband. And he would never intentionally hurt me.