The Cursed King

Seven

Mr. Wolf followed after me. By now, I was relatively calm. When Mr. Wolf neared me, I didn't wait for him to say anything. Instead, I took the initiative to clear the air.

"I'm sorry, I reacted that way. And you're right. I can't stay here. It was a slip of tongue, it would be great if you forget about it," I turned to him.

"It should be me who should apologize. It was rude of me to force my decision on you. But I still wish for you to go back to your world,” He said. His words saddened me. Is it just me who feels this spark between us? Is it only me who finds his touch electrifying?

“But…,” My eyes snapped to him when he said the words, “My Lycan doesn’t want you to leave. He wants me to hold onto you and claim you as ours.” I blushed because of the words “claim” and “mine” he used.

His words translated to “you’re my b***h and I’m going to rut you” in my head. It was a strange thought and I was strangely turned on by it.

“And that’s why you should return," he added, instantly dampening my mood. Even though he was right, the thought of leaving him all alone didn't sit right with me.

Me leaving this place is inevitable and so I buried that feeling deep inside. I'm stuck on this planet and instead of romancing him, I should pay attention to my surroundings and find a way to get back to my world.

"I will return," I said, faking a smile. "I must have lost my mind for a second after seeing the beauty of this place. Earth is where I belong and I should return home."

Mr. Wolf nodded his head as if he was satisfied with my decision.

"Mr. Wolf, where can I find food? I haven't eaten anything since yesterday and now I'm famished," I changed the subject. I groaned like a child, and as if on cue, my stomach rumbled loudly.

Mr. Wolf looked at my stomach and then looked outside.

"It's morning already. Let me take you to the castle. Dèntra must be awake by now," he mumbled, looking at the skies.

Meanwhile, I stood there in confusion.

Where is the day he speaks of? There is no sun! Sure, it is brighter now, like how it is after the sun just rises but it is not daytime at all. The moon is still bright (it's even brighter now, so much so that it could pass off as a white sun) in the sky.

"Excuse me, but I have a question. Did you just say "day?" I asked Mr. Wolf.

"Yes, it's the day. You couldn't tell?" He asked in surprise. It's me who should be surprised, okay?

"Well, from where I am, during the day, the sun shines brightly," I said.

"Oh," he said, "Uncle can't visit here often because this is the place built with my mother's magic."

"Your Uncle? Are you talking about the sun?" I asked him. He nodded his head.

"Why can't he visit here often?" I asked curiously.

"As I said, this land is built by my mother's magic, and to visit here, he'll need a lot of his energy to spend the time here. And my Uncle is lazy, he doesn't like to spend a lot of his energy and that's why he is rarely seen in the God's gathering," he said. His answers evoked new questions inside my head.

"Ah, I got it now. But what's a God's gathering? Is it like a party for Gods or something like that?" I questioned him.

"Yes, something like that but it's more of a mating party. Gods and demi-gods gather there to look for a suitable partner. Married Gods gather there to look for new playthings," he explained how many Gods don't believe in monogamy and that they search for a new partner to satisfy their s****l needs.

It was a shocking revelation for me. For as long as I can remember, God has always been someone pure and without any worldly desire. What he said just now contradicts the image of God I have in mind.

Who would have thought the image portrayed by humans is completely wrong?

"Does that mean that they cheat on their partners?" I asked.

"They search for a s*x partner, yes but with the permission of their spouses," he said. So, they cheat with the permission of their husbands/wives!

That's… uh, cool, I guess?

"Does that mean every God and Goddesses doesn't believe in monogamy?" I asked.

"Not all. Some firmly believe that once you are married, you should be devoted to your spouse," he replied. That's a relief, I guess? At least some passed the vibe check inside my head.

"That reminds me - if your mom is a God, does that mean that you're a god too?" I asked, hoping he isn't annoyed at me for asking so many questions.

I would be hella annoyed if someone hurled question after question at me.

"Yes, I'm a demigod," he replied. I gasped in shock, even though I had an inkling about his identity.

"Does that mean you have power?" I asked. He nodded his head, making me excited.

"Yes, I can," he replied.

"Then… Can you show me?" I asked, excited. I might look like a child in a candy store but my excitement is valid. This world is new to me and at every turn, I learn something new about this place, about God, and him.

Everything is so fascinating that I want to learn about everything before I go back. I'm allowed to do that much, right?

Mr. Wolf suddenly wrapped an arm around me, startling me. One second we were on the balcony I was residing in, and the next we were inside an extravagant hall.

The ceiling and walls were carved with gold, with shining diamonds sparkling in between. That's rich!

In the middle of the hall was a long table, long enough for twenty people to dine in. On both sides, there were several long tables. These tables are so long that a hundred people can easily dine on one table. And there were about twenty of them.

You can already imagine the size of the hall with the description of tables, right? That's how big the hall was and all over the wall was solid gold, carved into flowers and veins that swirled around everything.

And the chandelier? There were multiple, the biggest one being in the middle. I gasped at the beauty of it. Moon-shaped crystals (I swear they are some fine diamonds) hanging from a gold rim.

Let me add some detail about it. The swirls from the ceiling hung down the ceiling, blooming into beautiful flowers covered in leaves, and from each big flower hung several small flowers. And on those small flowers hung moon-shaped crystals.

Because of the chandelier, the dining area (I assume it's a dining area. It could be a conference room but I'll go with the dining room) was lit.

It was well-brightened but its shine didn't hurt my eyes. It was pleasant to my eyes.

"This is so beautiful," I turned to him (I don't remember when I turned away from him. Might be when I was looking all around and gawking at the beautifulness of this place), only for my smile to vanish.

Mr. Wolf was lost in thoughts. It seems this place brings back some bad memories. His face indicated that he was in pain.

I despise that look on his face. I don't want him to feel any distress.

There was this urge inside me - the urge to dissolve all his pain and make him happy. Seeing him in pain made me uncomfortable.

In between that urge, there was another urge that punched me in the guts - I don't like his attention anywhere but on me! I don't want him to look at anything except me! I want him for myself!

I want his focus only on me, a voice whispered from within. And that urge encouraged me to take a step I normally wouldn't.

I took big strides toward him and when I was right in front of him, I grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled his head down, capturing his lips with my own.

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