His beloved witch

Chapter 41: The Party – Part II

-Blanche-

Did he just propose to me?

My heart leaped on my chest at the realization, and a total silence engulfed us.

"Holy s**t!" I gasped.

Yes, he proposed!

In fact, Andre is still on one knee, looking at me… waiting for my answer! It was not planned because there was no ring on his hand.

“In witch’s language, it means yes!” Circe replied on my behalf and elbowed Morgana.

I did not contradict her; I was still shocked.

“Now!” Morgana yelled to activate the magic trick planned for the party. And I blinked, still astonished.

Thousands of bubbles fell from the ceiling and floated above the nobles. Everyone was clapping and laughing until the bubbles landed on them, exploding in different neon colors. Their clothes and faces were covered in paint.

If I were not so stupefied looking at Andre, I would have enjoyed the expressions of the nobles.

The young ones laughed while the adults were busy running away from the bubbles floating in the ballroom. They did not realize it was just an illusion.

Fuck!

Andre is waiting for me. We locked in each other's gaze.

The old fear gripped my heart and twisted it painfully for a few seconds. I blinked several times, taking a grasp of my reality, and a stupid smile blossomed on my face when his words finally sunk in my mind.

Andre has just said he loves me.

He loves me!

What the hell am I doing? I love him, too!

I shook myself out of my brief stupor and threw myself into his arms, almost knocking him down.

He sighed, relieved. I was kneeling too in front of him as my friends shielded us to savor our sweet moment.

"I love you, too," I confessed, fighting back my tears.  

I’ve admitted to myself those feelings for him, and I was about to confess to him when that damn necklace fell.

I love him… Oh, Goddess! I love him!

I looked into his eyes and touched his shaved, firm jaw.

Andre is someone so special to me.

He got over his own s**t to be decent and protect who needed it the most. Andre is good at small and big things, for all those reasons and for none in particular… I love him.

“I love you so much, Blanche.” A broad smile adorned his handsome face.

His feelings for me were evident in his emerald eyes from the start. And I wish the conflict between my mind and heart had ended, but I am still afraid.

What if Andre breaks my heart?

Shit, that is the problem with love. There are no warranties. You become vulnerable. It opens the door to many more emotions, good and bad, pleasant and unpleasant. My body shook in his arms, and he kissed my neck.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the sparks.

I am scared, but the sweet smile Andre is giving me… the tenderness of his eyes on me, the way he holds me…

It is worth the risk. Yeah, Andre is more than worth it.

This Lycan King had dazzled me, and I smiled at him once my tears were under control.

Did I drink a love potion instead of champagne before kissing him? I laughed at my silliness as Andre repeated his love for me between soft pecks on my lips.

Andre and I stood up, and he whispered an extra round of naughty promises in my ear. If I were not the kind of witch I am, I would have blushed. But I want him to fulfill all those promises. And he does not know yet, but if he wants my ass, I will have his, too. It is only fair.

   “I want to dance with you.” Andre pulled me to the dance floor. “I owe you a dance. We left the werewolf Kingdom before we could dance together.”

I laughed at the memory. Why does it seem so long ago? It is not! Yet here I am, heavily drunk in Andre’s kisses and all these feelings for him.

“The necklace!” I remembered and tried to look for it. It should be somewhere on the floor.

“Adela will pick it up. Do not worry. Come, my Queen,” he insisted, and kissed my hand.

“It is the first present you gave me… I want it back.” I replied to him as we entered the dance room. Besides, it is my engagement necklace or something.

“Blanche…” He pronounced my name seductively, staring at me with lust and possessiveness, making me shudder in his arms.

"My beloved Queen, I will give you so much more…” his voice was deep and husky.

Sweet, sweet promises coming from his lips erased the necklace from my mind… for now.

The music had a fast pace and a rhythm of joy. The lyrics were about love.

The song suited my mood and Andre's. More couples were around us, young and adults, including Tricia and her friend.

The music lured my senses to give in to the Lycan in my arms. It was hypnotizing, and the heat coming from Andre’s body was so appealing.

Dancing can be arousing with a partner, but Andre was better than anyone I’ve ever danced with.

And the sparks… Oh, Goddess! The sparks intensified the emotion. Everything I do with Andre is arousing. I want him... I wish I could sleep with him tonight!

Damn promise!

He turned me around to cover my back with his front. His hands were on my hips possessively. Andre encompassed his movements with mine at the beat of the music. We danced in synchrony, and the world disappeared.

Andre was almost rubbing himself against me. His breath fogged my nape. I kept my ass away from him because I knew my body would provoke him. I do not want his erection to salute everyone here.

On another occasion, I would not mind, but young eyes were on us, too. I turned again to look at him. My arms circled his neck and caressed his hair, bewitched by his green eyes.

When the song ended, Andre asked for a moment alone with me. I nodded happily.

For a moment, as we walked away from the party to wherever the hell it was that he was taking me, I could envision a younger Andre in his features. Somehow, he was back in his teen years with all that energy and glee.

Is it that Andre is already taking my heart inside his? No, that is not possible!

Once we were alone, he kissed me hungrily. Andre took my breath away in a long and sinful kiss.

He broke the kiss, leaving me panting and craving for more. Andre cupped my face and kissed me again, deeply.

I've never been this high after a kiss with anyone before. Just Andre.

I mumbled his name. His lips traced a line of fire on my skin, from my lips to my cheeks... from my jaw to my neck...

Andre was pressing me against his hard body. His hands were on my lower back. I gasped when his hand grabbed my ass and he kissed me fiercely again, possessing me. I allowed him to dominate our kiss.

My Lycan is intense… so passionate. I wanted to ask him to mark me. I wanted to know what it feels like... to be his like that.

"Mine!" He growled as if reading my mind.

"Yes!" I quacked.

Andre chuckled at the weird sound I made. So, I pushed him away from me, playfully, but only because it was needed!

“It is dangerous…” I told him, taking deep breaths, “to keep on…” We needed air in our lungs and space from each other to cool down.

If I were not using my magic lipstick, my makeup would be ruined. And Andre's smeared with my red lipstick.

“I know,” Andre smirked and took a step away with my hand in his, “and I am sorry… But not every day the love of your life, your soulmate… says that she loves you back.”

He approached me again, and I raised a hand to stop him.

Damn, I blushed this time. Andre is so hot when he looks at me like that! As if he wants to eat me. And I want him to… if I could taste him once…

We stared at each other, calming ourselves.

Suddenly, we laughed.

The music reached us in the garden, and a slow song made me hum.

“Finally, a song I've heard before!” I laughed, distracting him and myself from kissing again.

We are both s****l beings, and my promise is the only thing preventing us from going further.

Andre took a couple of steps away from me and offered me his hand. He wanted to dance in the middle of the garden. It was silly… and wonderful.

Music and nature, he gets me naturally. I took his hand, gladly.

“I don’t get enough of this,” he told me, grinning.

“Enough of what?” I had the same silly smile on my face.

“This, you… my Queen, taking my hand... coming to me.” He said, taking my hand to his lips and kissing it, keeping me so close to him.

“I am still scared,” I admitted to him with my heart beating like crazy. “But I hate lies…” I sucked in a deep breath and looked at his beautiful green eyes. “And I love you, Andre. That is my truth.”

Andre buried his nose in my neck and inhaled my scent as we swayed at the pace of the slow song.

“I love you, my Queen.” He kissed my lips softly. “I can’t believe you accepted my proposal,” Andre chuckled happily.

Oh, s**t! I winced.

"What happened?" Andre realized I'd stiffened in his arms.

“I… I do not know about a wedding.” It is hard to explain this to him.

“Our bond has matured, and we love each other… It is just natural to have our mating ceremony, your coronation, and then a wedding, according to your beliefs… I thought…” He was expecting more from me.

"I don't need a ceremony to be with you or love you with all my heart for the rest of my life,"

“Blanche…” He called my name. Andre was confused and frustrated by my words.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered red, and he sniffed the air, looking for a threat. He took a protective stance in front of me. We heard noises from a corner in the garden.

“Please, your Highness! My Queen, my King! I am asking for justice!” Some female yelled, desperate.

“What is going on?” Andre asked out loud.

Two guards stepped into our sight with a female. They bowed before us, but the female in the catering uniform kneeled. I've seen her before… but where?

"Explain yourself, female," Andre commanded her and eyed Derrick, who immediately helped her stand up.

"Please, tell us what happened so we can help." I offered.

"Leonard Walls... he is my best friend!" She cried out, startling me.

Oh, crap! I remembered her!

She was in Piccola Cosa, that coffee shop in Saint Isabella! f**k! Leon!

I've completely forgotten about my ex! He is in jail, and I don't even remember why. Wait, did Andre tell me what Leon's crime was…? No, he did not!

"He was your minister… Leon has served the Kingdom since young in the army and then in the special forces… Your Highness. Please, spare his life!"

His life?

"He betrayed me!” Andre growled. “And you dare to sneak into my palace and beg me for his life? Who do you think you are?"

Andre was furious. What did Leon do? Was it that serious?

"Please, Your Highness, please forgive him! Leon is a good Lycan! He is loyal!" She pleaded to him again, but he was mad.

The female Lycan pleaded with me then.

"My Queen, please, if you ever loved him..."

Andre growled, scaring her.

"Don’t talk to my Queen!" It was the wrong voice, and his eyes were suddenly red. He even stepped forward, and she shook like a leaf.

“Andre, do not scare her!” I asked him, grabbing his arm.

The mirrors in the palace have not changed their color. I could have sensed anyone trying to break the protection spells. This female does not intend any harm against us.

“I want to hear her,” I told him, but he was not listening to me.

I forgot his Lycan can hurt someone if he loses control. So, I took Andre's hand in mine, and the sparks helped him control himself.

“Blanche, it is not safe.” He warned me without looking at me, but the female was as if she was our biggest enemy.

“What did Leon do?” I asked her and then Andre. I even looked at our guards, but no one answered me.

The female was shaking and glued her eyes to the floor.

“You never told me what he did.” I insisted. "How did he betray you?"

"This is not the place nor the time to talk about it.” He stated without room for an argument. “Take her away!” Andre ordered his guards.

“Andre!” I complained.

The guards nodded at Andre and they dragged her away. She just cried in silence.

“Tomorrow… just not today, Blanche.”

I removed my hand from his. He was calmer, but I was not.

“Not today, Blanche?” I asked him in disbelief. “You yelled at that poor female… You scared her!” That is not the Andre I know and love.

“Blanche, Leonard Walls will face trial for treason.” He said, clenching his hands into fists.

“Treason?”

“Please, Blanche.” He changed his tone, and I noticed a shadow moving behind some bushes.

“We will talk about this, Andre.” I hugged him and whispered in his ear. “But I will not let you distract me anymore.”

When I looked at him, Andre had softened his expression.

“Later.” He offered. I know he noticed the shadow, too.

I nodded.

We were calmer, but our sweet moment turned sour.

There must be an explanation and a solution somewhere. This s**t about Leon's treason should be a trap from our enemies. We can clarify everything later.

“It is almost midnight,” I took Andre's hand in both of mine. He pulled me into a tight hug, and I hugged him back.

I know he was jealous of Leon, but Andre is not unfair due to personal feelings. I have faith in the male in front of me.

“I love you; I just want to protect you.” He pressed his forehead against mine. “Let’s go inside, my love.”

Shit, a couple of sweet words, and my brain turned into mush! I will listen first.

The shadow I saw worried me. An uneasiness nested in my chest as if something wrong could happen. So, I stayed alert.

We found Tricia dancing with that beautiful girl from earlier.

 "Tricia has danced only with that girl," Morgana told me. She was missing Paige. I do not understand why she did not bring her with her.

Andre only smiled at the scene. Does he know?

“Who is your sister’s girlfriend?” I asked him.

“She… She is Chloe Biel.” He sounded like he had just found out her name. And did not understand my question. “She is the daughter of her Amauta and…” Andre did not finish. He got distracted by some mindlink, I guessed.

“They look so cute together,” I hoped he would understand.

“What…?” He was surprised. Is it not obvious to him?

“Look at them.” And he did.

Children of the moon can be obtuse about some things. It is so clear to me. But I am very good at noticing things. They have feelings for each other.

He stared at his sister, laughing, and enjoying herself, dancing, and swirling. Andre said nothing, but he did not frown, and I loved him a little more for that.

Tricia kissed the cheek of her girl at midnight. And she went up onto the stage with the band.

She thanked everyone for coming to her party, even mentioned Andre and me. Then Tricia twirled to activate the trick. Her dress changed into red, yellow, and black, and it was like the one I saw in the community I visited once.

I did not understand why everyone seemed so surprised.

Cara was red as a tomato and tried to approach the stage, while Eleazar held her in place with a warning glare.

Lorenza looked at Eleazar with admiration and sighed like a pup in love. s**t! I forgot to ask Circe to talk to her.

Olena had left her hiding spot to watch the stage with her parents, and even Marcela.

Why is everyone flabbergasted? Well, everyone but Andre.

My Lycan had a smirk on his face, and he placed me in front of him with his arms around me, resting his chin on my shoulder. I am glad I am wearing high heels, or he would bend more.

“The rebellion against my great grandfather started in the community that wore those colors.” He explained. “And I used those colors in my campaign for my package of changes.”

Oh!

“She is taking your side openly," I whispered to him and kissed his cheek when he smiled.

Tricia sang a sad song that married beautifully in her voice. These Lycans and the way they play the guitar are too much for my witch's heart. f**k! So many emotions at once, I felt some tears in my eyes.

I applauded her, and the rest followed.

Tricia bowed gracefully and stepped down from the stage. Everyone was looking at her as she ran into her father's arms with a big smile. They disregarded the frown on Cara's face.

"The songs of my people move you," Andre mumbled in my ear, and his thumb cleaned a lone tear from my right eye. It did not surprise me when he licked that finger and stared at me. His eyes turned red for a few seconds.

I had accepted him already, so I did not complain. Tears mean more to Lycans; they are part of their mating rituals… so we need to talk.

Our presence was no longer needed, so we left together to talk. This party is ending.