The Werewolf King's Bride-Chapter 529: Suffocating Feeling

(From Demetrius’s Perspective)

I woke in the middle of the night, covered in sweat. I struggled, thrashing my arms, my hands around my throat as I felt like I was being suffocated.

I looked around like crazy. The window was closed. Who closed it?

I almost ran to open it. And only when the cold wind entered the room, I could breathe again.

I panted, holding the window frame. It was that feeling; the feeling of being trapped in your own body. It did not happen all the time. But sometimes, when I fell asleep, I would feel like I could not move, I could feel but I could not get up, I could not open my eye.

"You okay?" a soft voice asked.

I glanced towards the balcony where the voice came from. The door was ajar and from the gap, my wife was looking at me while feeding our son, sitting in a chair.

I wanted to run to her and hug her. I wanted her to tell me I was alright and that she was there for me. But I did not do it. I took slow steps, so I would not make any sound. When I made it to her, I responded to her concern with a small shake of my head.

No, I was not alright. And I could not just hide it from her. Every time I tried to hide something from her, it did not go well.

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She had put her short hair into a messy bun somehow. Most of her hair did not go in the bun, but she still looked cute.

I sat down on the floor in front of her and placed my head on her lap. She started running her fingers through my hair.

"The same?" she asked.

"Yeah…"

She did not say anything, just slowly kept her fingers moving through my hair. It felt good.

After a while, I heard a small sob. I looked up at her. Truly, she was so beautiful. She was like a goddess. Even more beautiful than one.

"Why are we so broken?" she asked in the most desperate voice ever. Her eyes shone with tears. For the first time, I just wanted to watch her, instead of wiping those tears. I wanted to feel again how there was someone who cried for me, who felt for me, and who loved me.

"If we were not, we could have never met," I said. "I wouldn’t like that. I would rather be broken than not have you."

"I hate to see you in pain. I hate to be in pain myself. I hate this feeling," she said.

"I hate it too," I muttered. "But what can we do?"

I always tried not to wake my wife up even if I had a nightmare. She needed rest. She had been through too many things. But most of the time, she was there. Somehow, she was awake whenever I had a nightmare.

Even tonight, usually when I woke up when Dion got hungry at night, it was her.

"Should we get Doctor Dimitri to give you another sleeping pill?" she asked.

"I don’t think I will need that."

"We will call Doctor Dimitri right now. He is awake, I am sure," she said.

"Babe…"

"Hold Dion. I have fed him enough," she said.

I groaned. I hated when the doctor asked me questions about myself. I could easily answer every question when it was about my wife or son. However, I always got really uncomfortable when it was about me.

She gave Dion to me and got up to get the doctor. She pulled the rope in our bedroom and two maids came.

"Call Doctor Dimitri," she said. "Right now."

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"Your mother is crazy," I whispered to Dion while burping him. "But, at least, she loves us."

Doctor Dimitri came within a few minutes. He was always quite fast.

I had to lie down on the bed while the doctor checked my body temperature and stuff like that.

"I don’t see a fever. Has the temperature been normal in the past few days?" he asked.

I looked at my wife who was standing right behind the doctor.

"Yes," she replied. "I took his temperature every night. They were normal."

"Does His Highness drink enough water? And maintains the food routine I provided?"

"He does. He always drinks a lot of water. And he also maintains the food routine," she said.

"It’s you who don’t," I said.

"We are talking about you."

"You are going to get checked too," I said.

"After you," she said, rolling her eyes at me.

After asking at least thirty questions, the doctor finally thought it was okay to stop asking me any more questions.

"I will give Your Highness another sleeping pill and we will see how that works," he said.

He left after checking on my wife and son as well. None of them had any problems. Blue was grumpy because I focused more on her health than mine.

How could I not? I loved her more than I had ever loved myself. And when I found out what she did during the war, I could not help but love her even more. Now, I knew she loved me, she truly loved me. How could I not care about such a woman?

The doctor sent me a small bottle of pills within a few minutes after he left. I took one and lay down while my wife tried to calm a crying Dion who got scared because Blue’s cat jumped on Blue while he was in her arms. Sapphire, my wife’s cat that I had given her when she was pregnant two years ago, had been with Blue’s brother for the time being.

Now, Blue got her back since her brother wanted to go in search of some kind of plants that he needed.

"Your cat did that on purpose," I said. "She is jealous."

The cat hissed at Blue, mainly at the child in her arms, and came to relax on my chest. I had gotten used to this creature even though at first, it disgusted me and made me uncomfortable. Well, not exactly disgusted me, but kind of just worried me about cleanliness.

"Sapphire can get a little… But jealous? She is just surprised to see a new person here," Blue said while coaxing a crying Dion to calm down.

"Oh, trust me, honey, everyone can get jealous," I said, petting the cat who was still hissing occasionally.